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her ass and held on. He kept her in place as he went wild, powering into her like a
madman.
A tortured groan left his throat as hot essence shot from his cock and flooded her
pussy. He thrust through the orgasm, not wanting it to end, not wanting to leave her
tight clasp. He rolled to the side and pulled her close into his arms, his cock still buried
deep. Aknada threw her leg over his thigh and before he knew it she sat astride him.
With her strong thighs clasping his hips, she kept his erection tucked up inside her
melting heat. Shaking, chest still heaving for breath, he was amazed when his cock
stayed hard. Amazed when the sight of her, lips parted and cheeks flushed, made him
want more. He didn’t think he had an ounce of semen left to give, a particle of strength.
Instead he found his hips moving, his body reacting with stunning intensity to her
demands. And demand she did.
Aknada rode him, her hands planted over his pectoral muscles. She rolled her hips
then threw her arms above her head. She clasped her fingers behind her neck, closed
her eyes and danced upon him.
He was dying, coming apart as her body moved with a languid grace that
destroyed him. He wanted her to come again and powered his hips upward into thrust
after hard thrust. She went wild, her hair tossing, groans of tortured pleasure escaping
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her. He growled, racked to the core with searing sensations that threatened to shake
him to the core. One last thrust and she whimpered and shook. Her flesh pulsed around
him, throbbing and clenching him deep inside. The sensation of all that soft, silky
womanhood holding him tight drove him to the final edge. He erupted, shaking and
groaning as climax burst and filled his body with ecstasy. He poured into her with the
greatest joy he could remember in his life.
She slipped off him, and he gathered her close. He’d never experienced a more
earth-shattering sensation—he never knew sex like this existed. Satiated, he allowed his
thoughts to drift into oblivion.
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Chapter Nine
Aknada awakened to Marc’s arms circling her. Cozy warmth and satisfaction
radiated within her. She sighed with contentment and joy. By the god, had anything
ever felt this wonderful before? She didn’t believe so. But then reality swamped in like
the storms that had ravaged the area for days. Her eyes popped open. People still
needed help, didn’t they? Was she selfish for wanting more of Marc’s undivided
attention and the glorious sensation of oneness?
Marc’s palm slid over her naked belly. She shivered with sensual awareness. She
moaned softly and soon their bodies communicated joyfully. His lips traveled her body,
tasting her ear, her neck, her shoulder. His cock slid between her thighs, found her
welcoming flesh. She sucked in an excited breath as he edged his cock into her. He
eased back and forth, establishing a rhythm. Each movement caused tremors of delight
to pulse between her thighs. His body became an instrument of pleasure. Thrust after
thrust brought him deep within her.
He rested there without moving, his hot, hard body cradling her from behind. He
reached around to touch her clit, stroking with the lightest touch until her body
contracted and released over the hard flesh inside her. She ached and wanted and
desired. How could he bring her to this insane and beautiful place with only a few
touches? She didn’t know, and all that mattered lay under his warm and beautiful care.
Joy surged inside her as he drew back and thrust. Each plunge, each slow and steady
movement, increased her desire until she twisted and writhed. She struggled and
fought to reach the pinnacle. His hips picked up speed, and when his fingers teased her
clit again, she burst into heady pleasure so tremendous she felt as if she’d dissolved.
Melted away. Disappeared in a staggering pleasure with no beginning and no ending.
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She cried out, and with one last thrust, he shouted and shivered. Hot semen flooded
Aknada’s channel. She gasped at the sensation.
Marc kissed her shoulder and left her for the bathing room. When he returned, he
smiled. Knowing that if she looked at his wonderful body for too long, she’d want him
all over again, she left the bed for the bathing room. As she cleansed, she wondered if
she appeared different now that she’d discovered beautiful sex.
She got her answer when she returned to the room and found him lying in bed
without coverings. While she couldn’t stop staring at his body, he smiled.
“Is something wrong?” he asked, still with that self-satisfied grin.
She hardly knew what to say. “Nothing is wrong. Everything is right. I cannot
believe it.”
When his smile disappeared, she wondered for a moment if she’d said something
wrong again. He held his hand out to her, and she went to him. They curled together in
a matched pair, his arms around her as she laid her head on his chest.
His fingers caressed her arm. “You’re worried about something.”
“Yes. For the moment it’s indefinable. I cannot think of a way to describe it.”
“Maybe you want order where there is none. You’ve had so much chaos in the last
few years that you must want structure. And I remember how you liked structure.”
Irony touched his voice as well as teasing.
She laughed softly. “This… What we have between us is structure?”
“No. It’s chaos.”
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