of Druentia!” she gasped.
Her clit was a swollen tip of pulsing flesh, straining for his touch. He pinched it between two fingers and Jaienna gasped again, bucking her hips higher, harder, against his masterful hand.
As he teased with one hand, the other dragged Jak’s trousers from her legs, the cold artificial air of the ship kissing her fevered skin just as his palm smoothed over her thighs. He cupped her ass, sliding his fingers over her tight hole with gentle, yet firm pressure.
“Yes.” The invitation slipped past her lips in a breath.
For the briefest second—agonizing and torturous—he hesitated, and that apprehensive light flickered amongst the flames in his eyes.
She reached up, touching his jaw. Lightly. “Yes, Zeric.”
The fire in his eyes flared.
Thrusting his fingers deeper into her sodden pussy, he lowered his body onto hers, taking possession of her mouth in an assault that left her trembling. Wet fire ripped through her, squirming tension escalating with every delving stab of his tongue and fingers. Jaienna’s eyelids fluttered closed as she drowned in the waves of pleasure rolling over her.
Releasing the metal clasp of her brassiere, he flung it to the side, spilling free her breasts. Ready for his lips. With attentive focus, he moved his mouth to her breasts, suckling on one then the other until she thought she would explode. When his teeth tugged on the nipple ring, she let out a cry that bounced off the walls of his quarters and came back to her ears, raw, urgent and hungry.
Still his fingers played with her clit, teasing, pinching and rubbing. She rolled her hips, her pussy greedy for fulfillment. As if knowing her every craving desire, Zeric drove his fingers deep into her folds, past the slick walls, curling and wriggling until a kaleidoscope of blinding colors filled her head. She arched her back, writhed and twisted against his hand, tossed her head from side to side. Opening her eyes, she reached for his hand, wrapping her fingers around his wrist. “Zeric,” she pleaded, desperately wanting to feel his amazing cock ramming into her.
He looked down at her with blazing eyes, nostrils flaring with every ragged breath he drew. “What are you doing to me, Jaienna?” His voice was low and hoarse.
For an answer, Jaienna slid her hand from his wrist, past the band of his trousers, to his throbbing cock.
Oh, Gods, he’s amazing .
And harder than any man she’d ever felt.
His weight lifted from her body and he stepped away, eyes locked on her as he removed his clothes. Jaienna watched, getting wetter and hotter with every smooth stretch of tanned skin exposed, every limb, every muscle. Druentia wept, he’s gorgeous .
Gloriously naked, swollen cock straining toward the five heavens he lowered himself between her thighs, sliding his hands over her breasts to her aching clit and fluttering sex. His fingers dipped into her creamy channel, sending jolts of tight heat into her very being before travelling across the curve of her inner thighs. Her own juices slicked her fevered flesh as he moved his hands to her knees and spread her legs further apart. His lips soon followed the path scalded by his fingers, driving her to the brink, the very edge. “Zeric!” she burst out, twisting and writhing as his tongue plunged in and out of her folds. “Please!”
Please, what, she didn’t know.
In all her years, she’d never felt so consumed by absolute pleasure. Her entire being pulsed and thrummed with liquid-heat that radiated from Zeric’s touch. It was intoxicating. Addictive. She was so ready to fall over the edge—to submerge utterly in exquisite rapture.
A violent ripple of anticipation tore through her and she snared his hair in her fists and yanked his face from her clenching pussy. “How can you do this to me?” she demanded, voice husky and breathless.
Glowing golden eyes stared back at her. “I’ve asked myself that very question since the moment I touched you,” he
Her clit was a swollen tip of pulsing flesh, straining for his touch. He pinched it between two fingers and Jaienna gasped again, bucking her hips higher, harder, against his masterful hand.
As he teased with one hand, the other dragged Jak’s trousers from her legs, the cold artificial air of the ship kissing her fevered skin just as his palm smoothed over her thighs. He cupped her ass, sliding his fingers over her tight hole with gentle, yet firm pressure.
“Yes.” The invitation slipped past her lips in a breath.
For the briefest second—agonizing and torturous—he hesitated, and that apprehensive light flickered amongst the flames in his eyes.
She reached up, touching his jaw. Lightly. “Yes, Zeric.”
The fire in his eyes flared.
Thrusting his fingers deeper into her sodden pussy, he lowered his body onto hers, taking possession of her mouth in an assault that left her trembling. Wet fire ripped through her, squirming tension escalating with every delving stab of his tongue and fingers. Jaienna’s eyelids fluttered closed as she drowned in the waves of pleasure rolling over her.
Releasing the metal clasp of her brassiere, he flung it to the side, spilling free her breasts. Ready for his lips. With attentive focus, he moved his mouth to her breasts, suckling on one then the other until she thought she would explode. When his teeth tugged on the nipple ring, she let out a cry that bounced off the walls of his quarters and came back to her ears, raw, urgent and hungry.
Still his fingers played with her clit, teasing, pinching and rubbing. She rolled her hips, her pussy greedy for fulfillment. As if knowing her every craving desire, Zeric drove his fingers deep into her folds, past the slick walls, curling and wriggling until a kaleidoscope of blinding colors filled her head. She arched her back, writhed and twisted against his hand, tossed her head from side to side. Opening her eyes, she reached for his hand, wrapping her fingers around his wrist. “Zeric,” she pleaded, desperately wanting to feel his amazing cock ramming into her.
He looked down at her with blazing eyes, nostrils flaring with every ragged breath he drew. “What are you doing to me, Jaienna?” His voice was low and hoarse.
For an answer, Jaienna slid her hand from his wrist, past the band of his trousers, to his throbbing cock.
Oh, Gods, he’s amazing .
And harder than any man she’d ever felt.
His weight lifted from her body and he stepped away, eyes locked on her as he removed his clothes. Jaienna watched, getting wetter and hotter with every smooth stretch of tanned skin exposed, every limb, every muscle. Druentia wept, he’s gorgeous .
Gloriously naked, swollen cock straining toward the five heavens he lowered himself between her thighs, sliding his hands over her breasts to her aching clit and fluttering sex. His fingers dipped into her creamy channel, sending jolts of tight heat into her very being before travelling across the curve of her inner thighs. Her own juices slicked her fevered flesh as he moved his hands to her knees and spread her legs further apart. His lips soon followed the path scalded by his fingers, driving her to the brink, the very edge. “Zeric!” she burst out, twisting and writhing as his tongue plunged in and out of her folds. “Please!”
Please, what, she didn’t know.
In all her years, she’d never felt so consumed by absolute pleasure. Her entire being pulsed and thrummed with liquid-heat that radiated from Zeric’s touch. It was intoxicating. Addictive. She was so ready to fall over the edge—to submerge utterly in exquisite rapture.
A violent ripple of anticipation tore through her and she snared his hair in her fists and yanked his face from her clenching pussy. “How can you do this to me?” she demanded, voice husky and breathless.
Glowing golden eyes stared back at her. “I’ve asked myself that very question since the moment I touched you,” he
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