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There were so many things she’d been prepared to say, then he showed up in her room looking intensely sexy and she was oh so naked. Every coherent thought flew out the window. The mood had shifted, but she still couldn’t find the words she wanted to say. Aculus was obviously hurting. And as the big powerful man knelt in front of her, she was the one who was humbled.

Aculus took a swig from the bottle of booze before focusing one her.

“Let me fix it,” he insisted, his voice gravelly deep as he glanced at her forehead while passing her the bottle.

“Okay,” she agreed then took a sip.

Her eyes widened at how strong the alcohol was. Although, she could use a bit of liquid courage, if she had much more, she really wouldn’t be able to speak. As she recovered, he started applying the salve to her forehead. She stared into his eyes as he intently worked.

“I remember when you did this for me, not that long ago.” Wistfully she smiled, recalling the first time they met and all the ways he’d cared for her in between.

Aculus nodded and took another gulp of booze. As he was about to put the bottle down, he noticed his shell had receded where he touched her forehead, and took another long drink. It ripped her apart seeing the rejection that flashed through his eyes.

I caused this.

“Aculus, I…”

He put a finger to her lips, silencing her, and shook his head. She couldn’t blame him after what she’d told him earlier. When she let her head get in the way of her heart.

Aculus poured more salve into his hands and applied it to her bruised ribs, then gently tended to the scrapes on her knees.

“I don’t know how to show you…” Crestfallen, he looked at his palms, his skin totally bared. “I have all this.” He glanced around the room. “And would give you more, anything.”

Her heart was breaking. She’d brought this strong, wonderful man to his knees. He’d bared himself to her and what did she do? She turned him away.

I don’t even know why he still wants me.

“Stop. Aculus, I’m not leaving. I love you,” she burst before he could silence her again.

Aculus froze and stared at her, uncertainty filling his gaze.

“I do. I love you,” she repeated with a nod and an apologetic smile.

With an animalistic growl, Aculus was suddenly on top of her, his immense body pressing her into the mattress. One large hand tangled in her hair, his mouth crushing against hers. Aculus kneaded her ass as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She was instantly wet and ready for him, her pussy aching with need. Frantically she shoved his suit over his shoulders, basking in the strength of his corded muscles as his shell receded beneath her fingertips.

When he pulled back to tug his clothes all the way off, she tackled him. Him being drunk made it easier to wrestle him to the bed. She straddled his thighs and looked down at his arousals jutting up from his pelvis.

“Look what I found.” She traced the vee of muscles bracketing his waist leading straight to the promised land.

A hungry rumble vibrated in his chest as he gripped her hips and lifted her up. Slowly she lowered herself onto one arousal, while pressing his other cock against her swollen clit. Aculus hissed and she moaned the deeper he went. She bit her lip as each thick ridge on his cocks rubbed against the quivering walls of her pussy and pulsing clit. Pleasure sparked in her clit, setting off spasms in her vagina.

She went as low as she could, until his broad crown bumped the recesses of her vagina, then rose up again. Aculus pulled her back down on his length.

“Fuck,” she panted, her nails digging into his stacked abs.

She convulsed around his cock, releasing more moisture. His cocks jerked, striking tender nerves deep inside while also rubbing the swollen flesh all along her cleft. She moaned and threw her head back.

“Yes,” Aculus growled and started thrusting faster.

Pleasure churned through her as his ridges swiftly grazed her g-spot and clit with each stroke. When her breathy moans turned to throaty cries, Aculus pulled free, flipped her onto her stomach and yanked her hips into the air. He clamped one hand over her mouth as he slammed back into her body. Her back arched and she keened into his palm when he impaled her ass in one stroke. Thank God his natural lubricant eased the way. She couldn’t imagine the stretching burn otherwise. She bit down on his hand as he pulled out and shoved back in. She constricted around his length, tighter and tighter, each time his hips slapped against her ass.

“Oh God. Oh God,” she chanted into his palm as the man tested the limits of what she could bear.

Everything exploded on his next lunge, making her muscles seize in a paroxysm of ecstasy.

“Mine,” Aculus snarled as he erupted, his hot seed bathing her insides.

An exhausted smile tipped her lips as he collapsed, rolling them to their sides.