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“Is there a reason you trim this little tuft of hair this way?” he asked as he stroked the landing strip on her mound.

She shook her head no, for once having difficulty finding words.

“Open up for me.” Aculus caressed her thigh.

She managed to relax, letting him bend her knees. Air hit her slick labia as her thighs splayed. His radiant gaze zeroed in on her pussy. Nervous, she bit her lip as he studied her intimate flesh, feeling self-conscious. After a minute Aculus ran two fingers along the seam of her labia, coating them in the evidence of her desire. She trembled from his gentle exploration then started panting as he traced the rim of her vagina. He drifted lower and she jumped when he circled the pucker of her ass.

“We are compatible,” he mumbled.

“Um…” She was about to tell him that was strictly exit only, but his other hand found her clit and the words turned to a surprised squeak.

“This unusual little bead is very sensitive.” Aculus explored her clit.

He stroked back and forth, observing as the bundle of nerves stood straight up from her slick folds. Her clit pulsed and throbbed, sharp spikes of pleasure gripping her. She panted harder with each caress, her pussy spasming, releasing more moisture.

“Yes.It is very sensitive. I’ve just found my new pastime,” he rasped, his voice filled with lust and wicked intent.

“Aculus!” she shouted frantically as he rubbed her clit with firm, rapid little circles.

She clamored to shove him away, unable to stand much more, but he brushed her hands aside, so she gripped the bench. Her hips bucked with each jolt of pleasure, the overall burn mounting. The situation grew more desperate as he continued to stroke the entrance of her vagina and ass with his other hand, spreading her copious moisture around.

“It’s coming. It’s coming,” the garbled, gasped moan escaping as she tossed her head back and forth.

“Gorgeous.”

The sight of the entrancing aroused man didn’t help matters. He was a knight in bony armor that swooped in to save the day, then revealed himself to be some sort of god. As much as she’d resisted, he’d cast a spell on her.

Her eyes grew impossibly wide when Aculus pressed one thick finger into her quaking pussy and another into her ass. Her back arched and she shouted as her orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning.

A savage growl burst from Aculus as he dove for her. His thick arms wrapped around her legs, tugging them wider as he wedged his face between her thighs. It was no small feat, every muscle in her body was rigid, frozen in a paroxysm of ecstasy as the pleasure ricocheted through her.

Her lingering moan turned into an ecstatic keen when he voraciously thrust his tongue into her pussy, kicking off another hailstorm of spasms. Her channel convulsed so hard around his tongue it pulled her off the bench.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she shrieked the chant, gripping his broad shoulders, her nails digging in.

She knew his tongue was long and thick, but the things he was doing with it were insane. The slight texture rubbing against her g-spot as the wicked appendage undulated lit her up, making her cramp harder.

“Mmm,” he growled, vibrating her sensitive flesh.

With his arms wrapped around her thighs, the lascivious demon could still reach her clit, and took full advantage of that fact. He mercilessly worked the slick swollen bead, wrenching more pleasure from her overwhelmed body. Her heartbeat thundered in her chest, plaintive cries piercing her lips as he goaded her toward the precipice. When he firmly rocked his thumb on her engorged clit while the tip of his tongue flicked the screaming bundle of nerves in her pussy, she erupted. The cataclysm shorted out her senses.

Aculus

He’d never seen a more gorgeous sight in his life. The pink blush Nadzia usually only got on her cheeks when he provoked her had spread over her body.

And her taste, he groaned. He couldn’t get enough, even as she writhed and begged for mercy.

His tongue and sense of taste had always been the most responsive part of him. It was how he’d derived pleasure his entire life, until today. Now that his shell had receded, exposing his quick, every inch of him was alive and unbelievably sensitive. Each time Nadzia grazed him with her silky soft skin it sent him reeling. But that wasn’t the only shocking revelation. He hadn’t expected the heightened, nearly painful sensation coursing through his spurs. As he feasted on Nadzia, he thrust his hips, rubbing his engorged spurs against the bench. The sheer ecstasy surpassed everything he’d ever known. He couldn’t fathom what it would feel like sinking into Nadzia’s warm, wet, gripping channels.

Nadzia’s breathy cries grew frantic as he thrust his tongue into her delicious little body and played with the unique bead of flesh peeking out from her glistening folds. He trembled, pleasure snaking up his spine. Aculus thought he knew what ecstasy was before, but as he teetered on the edge of a mind-shattering climax, he realized he knew nothing. The desperate urge to mount Nadzia and make her his was becoming impossible to resist.

Suddenly Nadzia stiffened up, her legs tightening around his head. Her channel clamped down on his tongue and she bathed his mouth with another flood of moisture, as a guttural moan burst from her heaving chest. His arousals jerked and spurt in response, a million stars going supernova before his eyes. Euphoria didn’t begin to describe the surge of emotions lashing him in unrelenting waves.

He went lax between Nadzia’s limp legs, resting his head on her thigh as he attempted to catch his breath. He glanced up to see his ivory beauty had passed out. But she wore a languorous expression, her lips tipped up in a smile as she dozed. He grinned, proud he’d been able to satisfy his little mate, then frowned seeing the way her arms hung uncomfortably off the bench. This wasn’t the most ideal place to relax. Aculus grabbed a nearby drying sheet and wrapped it around her.

“No more, bonehead,” she murmured as he picked her up.

His grin broadened.