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    Then she moaned, a long gasping cry of pleasure and even that faint voice of common sense was obliterated by their combined needs and hunger. He held her weight as Ja’Rol tugged her jeans free, popping her shoes off. Following Ja’Rol’s motions, he noticed she had a toe ring on her left foot, a small silver band. His focus narrowed again when the wet heat of her tongue stroked his throat, her teeth marking him with little nibbling bites.
    Grasping the bottom of her bra, he tugged it and her shirt over her head, leaving her completely bared for their enjoyment.
    Slone dropped her clothing on the chair with the blanket. Ensuring she could stand, he stepped away to walk around her. The glow of her skin, the pale hue, seemed so much more feminine against the deeper-toned coloring of Ja’Rol and himself. Both had a skin tone similar to the color of their scales when they became wyvern, richly hued, earthen. She was like a diamond between them.
    “She’s beautiful. You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
    Lazily, her eyes turned to him, their blue so dark, they reflected back at him. Her fingers had dug into Ja’Rol’s thick hair as he kissed her thighs and caressed her. Pulling his shirt out of his pants waist, Slone tossed it to the side with hers, watching her enjoyment breathlessly. Deftly, Ja’Rol slid his fingers between the soft fullness of her thighs, sending a new jolt of desire coursing through them all.
    Slone hissed, unprepared for the tightening web. What one felt, they all shared. The bonding had begun. He hoped they were all ready because from this point forward, with her first signs of acceptance, it would only grow stronger.
    Standing with her, Ja’Rol inched her backward until she stopped with her calves against one of the leather flight chairs. Lowering, he found her lips, grinding into her with a hot kiss before urging her silently to have a seat.
    Ja’Rol quickly shrugged out of his shirt and loosened his jeans, a gasp of relief unmistakable.
    “The satchel pouch,” Ja’Rol whispered into Slone’s mind before he dropped to his knees between her legs.
    Blinking, it took a moment for Slone to understand the request. The condoms and lube. He’d put it away because he’d had no plans for this. Hurrying to the luggage compartment at the front of the cabin, he popped the door and searched the large bag, grateful when his hand closed over the bathroom pouch.
    Returning, his lust hit a new gear finding Ja’Rol diving hard with his tongue against her pussy, licking and sucking at her pinked flesh. Her gasps and moans were music, harsh pants causing her breasts to move with delicious rhythm.
    Slone had to swallow, savoring her flavor with Ja’Rol, and his enjoyment only driving his craving for the woman higher. Kicking off his shoes, he stripped his jeans and underwear, his cock hard and jutting stiffly before him.
    He noted her eyes locked on him as soon as she caught that he was undressing. Her lips rose with a beckoning tease. Lifting a hand, she wrapped her fingers around his length and squeezed.
    “Fuck!” Slone stiffened and shuddered, her touch like fire to his skin, pouring into his veins. Brigit stroked him, tugging him closer. Propping herself on an elbow, she popped him into her mouth, drawing him deep with the very first pull.
    The room swam for a moment, and he drove his fingers into her silken hair just to stay on his feet. Her mouth was magic, hot, slick, tight and each sucked pull reached deep into his balls and tightened them with every motion.
    Ja’Rol propped one of her legs on the arm of the seat, exposing her glistening skin. Slone could barely think, much less speak with her mouth driving over him, hot and tight. The scent of their combined arousals filled his head, and he had to swallow to find moisture.
    Mewls of excitement were growing. Ja’Rol finger fucked her as he drove against her clit with the flat of his tongue. Then she screamed, the sound muffled with her mouth