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“See, there are only us and this hot, humid passion that fans the air between us,” he panted against her mouth. “Do not deny our destiny.”
Ramses pushed her down into the bed, caressing the satin curves of her hips. He squeezed, and her breath caught. Then he covered her and she felt his hardness pressed to her softer length. His cock snug against her hip as he took her lips again, giving her a soul-drenching kiss that took her breath away. All thoughts that she was making love with something akin to a myth, that only that afternoon he had been a lion, flew out the window as his hands stroked her skin and he continued to kiss her deeply.
He sure knows how to use those hands and lips.
Ramses smiled as he withdrew his lips from her and looked into her eyes. She saw that the smile shone in his eyes too. “That is nothing; wait till my cock is inside you. I plan to use that well too.”
Shocked, her eyes widened as she realized he could read her thoughts. His grin grew wider.
“Yes, our connection enables me to do so. Given time, you will too.”
Shana reached between their bodies and found his penis. She stroked her thumb over the head. “I bet you will use this well.”
Ramses purred.
Shana paused in her stroking. “Did you purr? Like a cat?”
He dipped his hand underneath her mound and pushed his thumb against her clit, rubbing it. She arched her back, crying out. He kissed her cheek and slipped two fingers into her moistness, beginning to fuck her with them.
“Did you not just purr, my anisa,” he said with a laugh.
She moaned. “What does anisa mean?”
“My joy, my pleasure. You are that, and much more. You are also my anando. My bliss.”
Shana grabbed his head and dragged his lips to her. “Just shut up, and fuck me.”
“Mmmmmmm. . .out of patience, are we?”
Ramses laughed and captured her mouth with his, laying waste to every hope of reserve. His tongue fucked her mouth, his fingers doing the same thing to her lower lips. She strained into him, consumed with need, driven to demand he satisfy her craving. Now. This instant. It didn’t matter what he really was. She needed the instant gratification she now realized only he could give to her.
Powerless to resist whatever he wanted of her, she felt bereft when his fingers left her. But elation filled her as he parted her thighs to allow him in. With one, powerful thrust he entered her, breaking the hymen that was her badge of virginity, swallowing her cry of pain. He stilled, letting her adjust to his fullness, then unable to stop it, began to thrust slowly in and out. Ramses took his lips away and purred.
“I am pleased that you had never given your precious gift to a human male. You are now truly my mate, my anisa, in all the ways that matter.”
“Oh, anando,” he moaned. She felt her muscles tightened around his length. “I love your sweet scent. Anisa, it smells uniquely you, like sandalwood. It’s the same odor I smelled from you at the zoo, and I can never get enough of it.”
Shana shifted, crying softly as she rocked her hips up to his. Suddenly there seemed to be nothing in the world but satisfying his own urgent need, and with a low growl, he lifted the top part of his body from her. Grasping her hips, she watched as he drew back and pumped into her again and again. Like a whirlwind out of control, he fucked her hard and fast, plunging deeper each time. She mewed and panted alternately, reveling in their unstinted passion and the quake of her swiftly coming release.
Proving it could be possible, their rhythm quickened like a brush fire out of control. Her panting growing wilder, she almost screamed when Ramses caressed her right breast and took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Instead, she moaned and he obliged her, squeezing as he drove into her faster. Her release came in that instant. She gasped, letting the sound flee her mouth, and she jerked in his grasp. Keeping her eyes open, she watched with satisfaction as Ramses closed his eyes, surrendering his will to the overriding sensations. Shana enjoyed the way her pussy clenched him, squeezing tight. Knowing it had drawn him over the edge of exploding oblivion when he threw back his head and roared like the king of the jungle. Jets and jets of his warm cream filled her full. Obviously contented, he sagged onto her, unable to summon the strength or concern to move for a moment. When he came to, he rolled off her onto his side and pulled her back into him, wrapping an arm around her waist. Ramses stuck his nose against the back of her neck and sighed.
“I love your sexy, sweaty smell, anisa. I love you.”
It should have freaked her out that he professed to love her so soon. But then, if he had dreamed of her as long as she had, maybe not. She realized that yes; she felt something for him too. Whether that was love, she wasn’t sure, but something jumped at his declaration. Her senses were drowsy with the sweetest satisfaction of a woman fucked just right. She nestled her ass and back against his front and softened penis. A smile graced her lips as he nuzzled her neck. Shana’s eyelids drooped over her eyes, and unable to fight the drowsiness, she fell asleep in his arms.
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