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“Are you ok, Whirlwind?” I ask, wondering how my huge cock is going to fit inside her and feeling scared I might hurt her.

“Yes, don’t stop. Your dick feels so good,” she groans, and I sink down until her pussy swallows my first piercing.

She whimpers with pleasure, her back arching higher as she takes in each of the ridges.

“My dick was made for your pussy,” I grunt, pumping into her slowly as her tight walls mold perfectly around me.

“Harder, Zeno. Don’t hold back,” she begs, and when her eyes lock onto mine it feels like there’s an explosion inside my chest.

I grab her hands, lifting them above her head and lacing my fingers into hers as I begin pounding her into the couch.

The connection I feel from being inside of her is phenomenal and waves of raw emotion crash through me.

Just yesterday, I was a genie who had lived without ever wanting for anything. Now I wouldn’t be able to survive another second without her.

“My existence has been a desert of nothingness until you. A chasm of emptiness that you have filled,” I grunt, pouring out my feelings as the orgasm builds inside of me.

I can tell she’s close too, my ridges massaging inside her as I fuck her with all my might.

“Cum on my cock, Whirlwind. The cock you made,” I grunt, and her body responds immediately, her body folding in half as her pussy clenches around my dick.

She calls out my name, pulling the orgasm out of me and taking me with her to heaven as I fill her with cum.

“That was so good,” she purrs once our orgasms have faded, and I feel richer than a man in a cave of gold.

“I could happily live inside you forever,” I growl, wondering how I’m ever going to gather the strength to pull my dick out of the comforting warmth of her pussy.

“Is my pussy your new lamp?” she giggles, and the laughter she manages to bring to every moment erupts out of me.

“I would gladly make that swap,” I grin, brushing her soft hair back from her exquisite face.

“They both make magic when they’re rubbed,” she giggles, pressing her soft hand against my chest. “And they both -”

But I don’t get to hear whatever her second joke was going to be, because she cuts herself off mid-sentence with a gasp.

“Zeno, feel,” she says, grabbing my hand and placing it on my chest, where a new pulsing beat thumps inside of it.

It’s a heart. And it beats only for her.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Bethany

“It’s new, isn’t it?” I ask, feeling almost certain that it is. I slept with my head on his chest all night, but this is the first time I’ve felt the beat of his heart.

“Yes, and it’s all for you. My heart, my body, my soul. Everything I am is because of you,” he says, gazing down at me with pure adoration in his eyes.

“Oh Zeno, that’s so -”

Romantic is the word I’m about to say, but an obtrusive thought enters my head and I splutter out a laugh.

“What is so amusing about this particular occasion?” he asks, as he waits to find out why I’ve ruined another emotional moment with my inappropriately timed humor.

“Because I just realized you grew a dick and a stomach before you got a heart. You really are a typical guy,” I chuckle, and the deep booming laugh that I so love rumbles out of him.

“So, you consider me to be just an average man now? Must I go outside and join the line with the other men?” he teases, as his thumb strokes down my jawline.

“I’m just messing with you,” I say, drinking in the sight of him.

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