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For the first few moments, Vahn was locked inside her. He could only wait as his shaft was gripped and milked of every last drop of his semen.

When her spasming muscles finally relaxed enough to allow him to withdraw, he collapsed on the ground next to her. She didn’t seem to know he’d moved. Still in the throes of orgasm, she arched as she came again and again.

He knew what happened during conception. He’d learned about it at school and discussed it in whispered conversations with friends. But he’d never seen it firsthand. Until now.

“By Ayanlesh,”

he breathed, his gaze riveted on his mate. “You are magnificent.”

She didn’t hear him, lost in a world of unadulterated bliss. Carefully, he picked her up from the floor and carried her to the bed where she’d be more comfortable. He laid her on the silk sheets and stretched out next to her, unable to take his eyes from her writhing figure.

Kara wasn’t aware of anything beyond the elation coursing through her body. She was shrouded in ecstasy, cocooned in pleasure, her cells stimulated to the nth degree.

Every sensory detail sent euphoria cascading through her nerve-endings: the smoothness of the sheets against her skin, the brush of a lock of hair on her shoulder, even the waft of a stray breeze from the open balcony door. The tiniest sensation was enough to reignite her core.

So deep was her rapture, she barely made a sound. All Vahn heard was the occasional whimper as she climaxed repeatedly. But he knew she was in the grip of something extraordinary which he himself would never experience.

He watched her muscles tighten, her fingers claw at the sheets, and her visceral reaction left him awe-struck.

It was an hour, maybe more, when the throes of her passion finally dissipated. It happened suddenly. One moment she was arching into yet another glorious orgasm, the next it was over. Her body went limp.

Exhausted and unable to move, she lay in a sprawl. Sweat beaded her upper lip and ran between her breasts. Her limbs were heavy, every muscle sore and aching.

That was fucking amazing, she thought in a daze. A hell of a way to get pregnant.

“Vahn?”

She didn’t even have the energy to open her eyes.

“I’m here.”

Vahn stroked her arm. He’d been too afraid of touching her before. “You were incredible, my kalehsha. I have no words. How do you feel?”

“Like I’ve run a marathon. Do you think it worked?”

He lay his hand on her stomach.

“I am sure of it. Sleep now.”

She couldn’t muster a reply. She slept for eight straight hours and he didn’t leave her side once.