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pushed forward, fully aroused and insistent. Without thinking, Jenny leaned closer to the activity.
    “Are you excited?” Noah asked.
    Her pussy clenched. “Yes.”
    “Let me fuck you,” he whispered, using the voice from her fantasies. “Let me fuck you while he fucks her mouth.”
    She struggled to think about something else, but she couldn’t. Between the hard, hot fellatio and the craving Noah incited, she was losing it.
    He told her, “If you don’t say no, I’m going to do it.”
    One simple word. That was all it would take to refuse him. Yet Jenny remained silent.
    A moment ticked by.
    Noah lowered her dress, making it shimmy down her body and pool at her feet.
    “Step out of it,” he said.
    She obeyed him, just as Allison continued to obey Vince. In and out he went, using her mouth for his pleasure.
    “Your panties are next,” Noah said.
    Once again, all she had to do was tell him no. But it went unspoken. He peeled away what was left of her modesty.
    As he stood behind her and roamed his hands along her curves, she gazed at Allison’s naked body. The other woman remained on her knees.
    Noah reached between Jenny’s legs and probed the wetness. There was no denying that she was ready for him. She put her hands on the glass to brace herself.
    The activity in the bedroom changed. Vince made Allison slow down, prolonging his orgasm.
    Noah unzipped his pants, and the rasp of his zipper created a prominent sound amid the silence.
    “I’m not going to use protection,” he said. “Normally I do, but since you know what I am, it isn’t necessary to pretend that it matters. Exchanging body fluids with me won’t harm you.”
    Jenny had never had sex without a condom, and the notion of being flesh to flesh, especially with someone who wasn’t altogether human, was strangely thrilling.
    He entered her, mimicking the motion of Vince and Allison. Jenny fanned her fingers. Within the fraction of a heartbeat, Noah was purring.
    The tips of her breasts grew taut under his touch. Her blood simmered. Her thoughts dazed. He increased the tempo, moving at a powerful pace. As if on cue, Vince urged Allison to resume a hard, fast sucking.
    Noah braced himself against the window, too, but he was no longer purring. The noise he made was much more dangerous, a cross between a masculine groan and catlike hiss.
    She pushed back against his ferocious thrusts, and he bared his claws.
    Vince glanced up for a second. Had he heard Noah scratching against the glass? Whatever the case, he maintained his greedy position, with his legs widespread and Allison on the ground before him. She sucked and sucked, taking him all the way to the back of her throat. He was even holding her there, making damn sure she swallowed every inch.
    The air in Jenny’s lungs whooshed out. Noah was full hilt, too, literally fucking her breathless.
    “Turn your head.”
    She struggled to respond. “What?”
    “So I can kiss you.”
    She thought about how sharp his canines were, but she did his bidding, giving herself over to him.
    His kiss was rough and demanding, and although he didn’t bite her, it was touch and go, with his tongue darting in and out of her mouth and his teeth nearly clipping her.
    This time, Jenny ran her nails along the glass. But Noah didn’t. He managed to retract his claws.
    Then, suddenly, he withdrew and swung her around, putting them face-to-face.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked.
    “Nothing.”
    He reentered her, and she went lustfully mad. He was teasing her, keeping her away from the voyeurism. He could see the other couple, but she couldn’t.
    Noah clutched her ass and squeezed her cheeks. She wrapped one leg around him to keep herself steady. Or maybe it was to get closer to him, to fuse her undulating body to his.
    “Vince is coming,” he said.
    So was Jenny. Every cell in her body raged.
    “Tell me how,” she pleaded. “Tell me.”
    He didn’t reveal the mystery.
    As Jenny went crazy and climaxed, she