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calm her.
She tried to control her breathing, her sobs tapering off as tears leaked from her eyes. She still hurt, but it was becoming bearable.
He thrust slowly, gliding back and forth within her, and although the pain was still there, the pleasure was making itself known once again. Her knees fell further apart and he went even deeper within her. His cock moved within her slowly, until she began to sigh and moan once again.
Then, he plunged deep. His hips driving him as far within her as he could. Merging their bodies until she could not tell where he left off and she began.
Her second climax caught her completely by surprise. She moaned as the waves of release came over her. Pulsing deep, milking his cock with her internal contractions. He froze above her and shuddered as the added stimulation shoved him into his own orgasm.
“Fuck!” He drove his shaft in her to his balls and emptied them into her welcoming belly. He groaned and shook as his seed spilled into her.
She took his weight onto her as he collapsed in release. The musk she was enveloped in was a combination of the smell of her own body, combined with his scent. It was a heady mix.
He rolled off to the side and dropped onto the bed next to her. She closed her eyes and felt the 49
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tugging between her thighs, and the burning remnants from the torn tissues of her first time.
She closed her thighs with deliberate slowness.
She had been right about the messiness, but oddly, she didn’t really mind all that much right now as the remains of his climax began to ooze out of her and onto the bed.
Sam looked over at Kassil. His eyes were closed, and sweat was slowly drying on his body.
She didn’t know what to do now. She began to sit up and was stopped halfway out of bed by a masculine hand.
“Where do you think you are going?” He flipped her onto her back and threw one on his thighs over hers to keep her in place.
“I … assumed you were done with me. I thought I should go.” Her voice trembled with uncertainty.
“You are not going to leave this bed until you explain what just happened here.” One of his brows arched in query.
“Ummm, I thought we had sex. If your people call it something else, I don’t know what it is.” She shrugged, her skin had resumed its normal tone.
She only hoped that her blush has run its course.
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but that was your first time.” He seemed certain of that fact, and she gathered all of her skills to deliberately mislead him.
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