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I vaguely hear someone call out my name, but we ignore them.
I get close to his ear. “Do you want to move?” I whisper, and he simply nods. “What if I said you weren’t allowed?” My hips don’t stop their sultry dance.
“I would still die a happy man.”
“Angel-demon, I think you meant to say.” My hands grip his shoulders to get better traction, and my hips bounce faster.
“Yes,” he replies back, but I have already forgotten what I said.
“Maxilliam,” I say his full name, drawing it out as I clench around his length.
“You don’t call me that!” he growls, then leans in and bites my neck. “You call me Max. The others call me that, but never you.”
I nod and whisper in his ear, “You can move now.”
I could say I’d forgotten how fast he is, but I don’t. In a flash, he’s standing, remaining hard and deep inside me. His hands cup my ass, and he slides a finger into my hole as he bounces me on his cock. I grip on for dear life and feel my orgasm building straight away. Granted, I was already riding and teasing him, but fuck.
He growls as I bury my fingers in his hair and pull. He doesn’t care, not once breaking his rhythm.
He fucks me.
Fucks me.
And fucks me.
Until somehow, we’re back on the ground, with him still inside of me as I come.
Again.
“We aren’t done,” he says as my arms fall limply to my sides.
“I need… rest,” I pant through a laugh, trying to catch my breath.
My sister calls my name.
Max reaches for a sheet and pulls it over us as he answers her. “Yes, she’s in here.”
The tent door opens, and Tatiana stands there, her eyes still red. “We need to talk.” It’s then that she realizes what we were doing as her eyes go wide, and she blushes. I nod, and she makes a hasty exit, closing the tent and leaving.
I sit up and reach for my clothes.
“You shouldn’t go,” Max says.
I stand, sliding my pants on.
“Why?”
“I can smell her motives, and they aren’t right. The sister you knew, who would protect you over everything, is not there right now.”
I shake my head. He can’t know that, I should know my sister better then anyone.
“She is,” I insist. I know my sister better than he does. Max has only just met her.
“No, she isn’t.” I step out of the tent and when I look back, he is watching me.
“I’m leaving today. You should come with me.”
I walk off without another word and am stopped by Levy. “You shouldn’t come with us. You had your taste. Now let us go in peace.”
