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He pushed and slid deeper into her wet core then immediately
drew back until he removed his cock from her completely. She sighed and closed
her eyes. Nothing had ever been so wonderful. Everything inside her was
sensitive, on fire, alight with craving that she couldn’t define. He thrust,
easing inside with one gentle stroke. His erection went deeper then drew back,
thrust again, easing farther inside her with one stroke. Two. Three. Her body
responded, and she arched her hips. She touched him everywhere she could reach,
grabbing on to his shoulders as she opened to the feelings his flesh created
inside her. He thrust and found his way all the way inside her.

A giving sensation, a small twinge caused her to gasp. “Oh!”

“All right?” He rasped against her mouth.

She was more than all right. She was in awe. “Yes.”

“You’re mine.”

Her right of passage into womanhood had arrived, and it felt
more beautiful and divine than she could have imagined. No. She had never dared
imagined coming together with any man like this.

He moved slightly, his length stroking at the mouth of her
womb. “Oh.”

“You like that, my beauty?”

“Oh yes.”

“There is a spot within a woman’s cunny that a man can
sometimes touch—” He undulated his hips and brushed over a spot inside her.

Pleasure spiked inside her pussy. She groaned. Her hips
arching into his as pure excitement darted to every inch of her body. “Yes!”

His laugh purred low, seductive, an assurance more would
come. “I think I found it.”

She’d expected to be sore, that his large cock would hurt.
Instead all she felt was pure pleasure. “More.”

He gave her what she wanted, thrusting with tiny movements
of his hips. Steady. Over and over. Heat spread through her loins. She gasped,
moaned, her head thrashing back and forth. She wanted to find that wonderful
plateau she’d experienced before, but didn’t grasp how to reach it.

Her fingers dug into Rayder’s shoulders in desperation as
her hips moved in reaction to his unrelenting strokes.

Rayder made a low sound in his throat as he moved slower.
“Feel me deep inside you. Hold me inside. Hold me tight. I need to feel you.”

She bucked under him. “Rayder, I can’t stand this I
need…harder.”

He didn’t, and it drove her wild.

Steadily, he continued the seduction, hips surging, his
hands buried in her hair. She couldn’t stand it any longer, her heart pounding,
breath panting as the pleasure rose so high she couldn’t contain it any longer.
Her breath suspended, white spots forming before her eyes as everything seemed
to still.

Hot pleasure exploded deep within her core. She quivered,
total abandon, pleasure more fierce than any she’d imagined breaking her apart
and coming back together. Her body clenched and released, clasping the hard
cock still moving within her. In a daze of heady pleasure, she fell into his
continued movement. He pushed up on his palms, and with a growl, he plunged
between her thighs. Harsh breath parting his lips, throat exposed, he rammed
inside her with hard thrusts that pounded deep.

Rayder couldn’t take it anymore, his body out of control,
wanting to stamp his possession upon her. He allowed his body free reign. He
looked down at his mate, saw her eyes go wide, ecstasy breaking over her
features as her pussy clamped down on him and throbbed around his flesh. She
was coming again, and he never wanted her to stop. Sweating, breathing hard, he
gave her everything he had. As ecstasy hovered, he let go. Surging into her one
last time and holding deep, he growled loudly as he shot stream after stream of
hot semen into her creamy softness. Shaking, he sank on top of her. He rolled
to the side and then onto his back, gathering her into his arms. Her sweet,
tight pussy still held onto his cock.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this good
inside a woman. Though his mind would normally feel somewhat blank and he’d
drift in the afterglow of pleasure, he felt his cock harden within her and the
desire to fuck her surged to the front. Shaking with need, he lifted her gently
and she slid off his cock.

“My beauty, I want you again.”

Her eyes widened from their dreamy state. “Again?”

“Again. And I promise you it will bring you great pleasure.”

Chapter Fourteen

“Turn over on your stomach and get up on your hands and
knees.” Rayder’s voice slid over her with silken, deep vibrations.

“Why?”

“There are new pleasures to be found.”

A soft smile touched his hard lips, and part of her quailed
with concern about what he wanted her to do. After all, the red in his eyes
looked even hotter, more ablaze than it had been a short time ago. He walked
away and opened a drawer. He extracted a bottle with a clear liquid. As he
opened the lid on the bottle, she drank in the sight of him. She would never
tire of observing each long, hard sinew in his shoulders, his arms and long
legs. Between those legs his cock stayed erect and thick.

“You are still… I heard that most men have to wait before
they can make love again?” she asked, shy about inquiring.

He grinned as he poured oil onto his fingers and into his
palms. “Most men do. I’m a Daryk One and bonded to my mate. We could make love
several more times tonight without stopping.”

Her mouth opened in surprise. What could she say?

“Don’t worry. Tonight there is only one more loving you need
to experience. Then we’ll rest.” He returned to the bed. “This oil will bring
you ecstasy beyond what you just experienced. It will introduce you to another
kind of passion.”

Curiosity stirred higher, as did a pulsing need between her
thighs. She couldn’t have predicted it, but she wanted him again. Wanted to
feel that thickness thrusting deep and opening her wide. She turned over and
got on her hands and knees. He touched her buttocks and the sensation made her
twitch with pleasure. He cupped her ass, sliding the liquid over the globes and
gently squeezing and caressing. A tingle throbbed in her clit and her nipples
tightened into achy little points. This position was shameless. Erotic beyond
anything she’d expected. After all, he could see her butt. He could touch her
and observe her when she couldn’t see him. Vulnerability almost gave her a
voice and denial.

Before she could react, he nestled behind her and leaned
over her body. His cock bumped between the crease of her buttocks. She jumped
in surprise and a shock of unexpected arousal.

“Easy,” he whispered softly.

He rubbed the thick oil up her back and over her shoulders
then down to her breasts where he smoothed the oil around and around her
nipples without touching them. She pushed into his touch, closing her eyes and
moaning softly. Tingles radiated from her nipples and warmth spread in a slow,
drugging wave from her breasts down to her belly and swirled with erotic force
in the tender folds between her legs. Earlier her arousal had bubbled up
slowly, and surely now it simmered and boiled. Xandra wanted him again so
quickly it astonished her.

“How does that feel, my beauty?” His voice rasped low.

“I want you.” She didn’t hold back. “Is there something in
that oil? I can’t wait. I can’t.”

He chuckled, and the rumbling sound strummed her body as if
it touched with physical fingers. “Good. Yes, the oil heightens your need for
sex. It also makes what we’re about to do easier.”

When his fingers touched between her buttocks, she gasped in
shock. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you new pleasure. Do you trust me?”

She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

“Then close your eyes and feel. I won’t hurt you.”

She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feelings. His
fingers returned to her buttocks, lightly brushing up and down the crease,
between the crease. Each pass sent new sparks of delight radiating from her ass
down to her pussy. Another pass and this time he circled her forbidden entrance
with a light touch. It tickled and tingled and she squirmed.

“Rayder.” Her voice sounded breathy to her own ears. “What…”

“Trust me. We did this before.”

She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on the sensations
bombarding her. Slow and sure, he circled that little, tight hole with the oil
and arousal built and burned. By the god, she liked it, and that surprised her.
In a million years she never would have imagined a man touching her there or
the exciting sensations that would come from his touch. Her body trembled, a
fine sweat beading her skin as her temperature rose. Though she wondered what
was happening, she also understood that nothing could stop what he wanted next.
For whatever he needed, she needed it to, her desire to please him so
overwhelming she ached inside.

Rayder eased one finger deep into her backside. As it had
the last time, the feeling grew, the need hot and fierce. But then, as he drew
that finger out, he added another. Slow. Slow. He pushed two fingers with
deliberate pressure into her. A slight pinch and then nothing but soul-stirring
pleasure as two fingers thrust into her backside and retreated. The touch
stayed gentle as he reached with his other hand to stroke one nipple between
two fingers. She gasped, writhed as exhilaration flared across her body into
her pussy, making her so ecstatic she knew if he touched her between the legs
she’d be even wetter than before. For long moments he stroked, petted and
teased her opening with thrust after thrust. When he removed his fingers, she
groaned. Magon forgive her, but she wanted those wicked fingers. She yearned
for a conclusion to the stirring in her body, the raging craving that
threatened to drive her mad. Everything she’d believed considering a woman’s
sexuality had been torn asunder by this man’s passion.

The rounded tip of his cock pushed between her crease and
teased her entrance. She held her breath as he eased the thick tip into her
with a minute thrust. The oil had made her pliant, slick, ready for
penetration. She’d thought it would hurt, but as he pressed forward, his long
erection went deeper and deeper. Moving his hips in slow rhythm, he delved with
gentle persuasion. Rayder’s cock slipped in with a smoothness that surprised
her, and she closed her eyes to absorb the startling sensation. He cupped her
hips in his big hands.

He caressed her skin, sliding his calloused fingertips over
her softness. Pleasure ignited as he pumped his hips. Arching her back, she
threw herself into the moment. Her body felt light, open to experience, awash
in heady pleasure never ending. Rayder’s grip tightened on her hips as he
quickened the thrusts. Xandra’s heartbeat picked up the momentum as she
squirmed in his grip, feelings too intense and fierce to withstand. He thrust
faster, moved deeper, pumping his cock into her ass until his thickness filled
her channel completely. Assaulted by desire, she pushed back against his
thrust, she added to the fire. His touch found her everywhere. Hips. Waist.
Butt cheeks. Her back.

Climax assaulted her with pulsing, pounding bliss. Heat
spread through her loins, to the forbidden entrance where Rayder continued to
plunder her secrets. She cried out. Sharp. Almost startled as she shook and
quivered. Rayder’s cock grew larger, harder before he gave one last thrust and
roared. His voice a growl of demand. Heat blossomed as he shot semen into her
ass. The strange sensation added to her delight, and she smiled in astonished
pleasure. He fell away from her, his cock slipping from within her. Immediately
he found his way to the bathing area, pouring new water, cleaning himself
swiftly.

When he turned to her, his smile showed in those eyes. Red
had left his eyes—he no longer possessed that feral heat in quite the same way.
She smiled again, too amazed by all that had happened. Rayder’s arms surrounded
her in solid strength. She laid her head on his chest and ran her fingers
through the curly mat of dark hair between his pectorals and explored the
slightly thinner growth of hair over his nipples and down over his ridged
stomach. His power fascinated her, and the extraordinary delight running
through her now wouldn’t dissipate. Perhaps it wasn’t supposed to. Perhaps this
was the illusive truth that Magonian Truth and Order Police and the scribes
didn’t want women to know. Or men for that matter.

He shifted, one arm coming around her back and the other
cupping her wandering hand and stilling it on his chest.

“Rayder?”

“Hmm?”

“Is sex always like this?”

Rayder chuckled. “It is never like this. Or I should say it
was never like this for me.”

“How do you feel?”

“Feel?” He grunted. “By the god. Even Magonian women are
plagued with wanting to know how men feel.”

She pushed up from his chest, boldness making her straddle
his hips. Her naked, still-sensitive pussy brushed his still-hard cock. Tingles
of pleasure radiated from where they touched, but she ignored it. If he didn’t
wish to talk feelings, she would learn more another way.

“There is still more for me to know about you, Rayder Tyrus.
You have secrets from me.”

A smile touched his lips as he grasped her hips. His gaze
dropped to her breasts and he licked his lips. A heat wave tingled over her
body as she realized how hungry he still looked. As if he could take her again
in a heartbeat. “I am all that you see. There’s nothing more to know.”

Doubt riddled her confidence. “No, there is more.”

His eyes flamed to red, his nostrils flaring as his hands
ran up to her breasts and cupped them. “Indeed there is more. More for us to
do. I didn’t think I would need more tonight, but your body tempts me beyond
madness.”

Madness? Was that the reason behind her insatiable need for
him?

Any idea she had to extract secrets from him disappeared
when he lifted her off his hips with incredible strength. His cock touched
between her pussy lips, a burning brand. With one deep thrust, he took her. She
gasped at the stretched, totally full feeling.