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SUMMER

Adone braced himself to keep most of his weight from crushing me. His cock continued to twitch inside me, and each time it did, I was rocked with another tiny orgasm.

This guy . . . This wasn’t my first time, but I’d never experienced anything like this.

I rubbed his back and glided my fingers along the segments of his wings that had wrapped around me. Being held by him this way made me feel amazing. Content.

I know he hated his wings. Who could blame him? They’d been forced on him, and he said they didn’t work.

But they’d given us both pleasure. They felt like two more arms holding me.

He settled beside me, his body slipping from mine.

I curled into his arms. I was drifting to sleep when he eased away.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“I’m hungry.”

My belly growled, telling me I could stuff a bit more inside me. Who knew when we’d have the chance to eat again?

I stood but before going to the table, I veered to the pool, wading in until I was up to my waist.

Adone watched, grinning.

Giving him a wink, I laid back, splashing into the water. It felt wonderful gliding across my hyper-sensitive skin. I swam across the small pool and returned to the center to tread water.

Adone strode closer while eating a roll. His cock stood erect again, and knowing he wanted me made my body hum.

Food could wait.

Moving to where I could put my feet on the bottom, I rose with the water licking around my waist.

“I want you,” I said, putting my hands on my breasts.

When I pinched my nipples, he groaned.

When I slid a hand down between my legs to rub my clit, he dropped the roll.

He dove into the water and lifted me off my feet, spinning me around while kissing me.

“Do you want something, mate?” he growled when he lifted his head.

“You. Always you.”

He lifted me up so our mouths could meet, and I marveled at his strength. His wings wrapped around me, and I sighed with pleasure.

When he lifted his head, his smile rose again. “You like me.”

I laughed. “What gave you that idea?”

“You want me.”

“All of you.” And, because I wanted him to know, I named it. “I love everything about you, from these scales,” I stroked one, “to your wings. You weren’t born with them, but they’re all you.”

“Mate,” he growled. “You mean everything to me.”

He carried me up onto the shore and laid me on the leaves. Joining me, he began to love my body.

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