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His dark scent filled my nostrils, the lingering fragrance of testosterone and a burning fire. Only I knew that was coming from deep within. My bottom was no longer on the bed, lifted several inches away. What in the hell was he doing?

He drove another finger inside, twisting his hand until his thumb rested on my dark hole. Holy shit. I had no time to react before he pressed the tip inside. The immediate sensations were explosive, a slight yelp rushing from my throat. His growl was a warning and I bit my lip until I tasted blood.

Holy shit, nothing had ever felt this satisfying.

I blinked several times, finally focusing on how wide open his eyes were. They were stunning, more so than I’d noticed before. He pulled me to the very second of losing myself to a sweet climax before pulling back.

When he did it again, the torment left me in a daze, my thighs slickened by trickles of juice and the wetness of his tongue. My pussy clenched and released, pulling his tongue in even deeper. This was as close to heaven as I knew possible. My fingers tightened around the comforter, pulling and jerking until I knew the bed was a mess.

What did it matter?

I was whimpering and half laughing, the prickles all but consuming me.

And still, he didn’t stop.

Not until I was crazed, panting like some wild animal. As he thrust his fingers inside, flexing them open and curling the tips, I was amazed he hit my sweet spot almost immediately.

That was the moment I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I slapped my hand across my mouth just as the scream erupted. The muffled sound pulsed in my ears as the orgasm swept through me. Tidal waves couldn’t be so intense. I was shaking, opening my legs even wider as he continuously dragged his tongue up and down.

Holy hell, I was floating, every muscle tingling.

I was so relaxed, my eyelids lowered until the lashes were skimming across my cheeks. I’d never been this… satisfied.

As his actions slowed, I eased my head to the side, blinking several times until Tank’s massive head finally came into focus. And I realized this had to be the strangest thing that had happened in my life in a long time. Maybe ever. Being watched by a dog while being eaten by a man.

Hmmm…

Another nervous giggle almost erupted, but I shoved it away.

I was certain Kage would leave me in a melted puddle, moving to the second bed and retiring for the night. At that point, I didn’t have the energy to beg him to stay.

But I wanted him to. Dear God, right or wrong, I very much wanted him to crawl on top of me.

A slight rustling sound drew my attention. When I managed to turn my head, I was rewarded with the glorious man standing at his full height. He was a marvel of muscle and tendons. Even thesevere scars on his chest and one shoulder didn’t deter from his gorgeous physique. But I wondered where he’d gotten them.

In battle?

Taken hostage?

Or from a tangled web woven by another woman.

So distrustful.

So arrogant.

So… unusual.

He unfastened his belt, his jaw clenched in a tight scowl. The way he was looking at me was unreadable, but his heaving chest told me a different story. His arousal was as strong as mine if not more so.

The fact he was taking his time became mildly irritating. I was lying naked in front of him, unable to move and he was maintaining his control by elongating the moment.

I rose onto my elbows, aware I was still wide open for him, my pussy glistening. I must look a fright, but all I could detect in his expression was lust.

When he unzipped his trousers, I wanted to crawl toward him and would have if my knee wasn’t being a bitch. I lowered my legs, closing them and twisting to the side, now resting my head on one hand with my elbow bent.

His lust-filled expression turned into a smirk as he lowered his cargo pants. Underneath was a pair of black boxers. The look was perhaps the sexiest I’d seen on a man. At least he didn’t make me wait, stripping them off and stepping free.