rising rapidly at the thought of such arousal.
“Then bring your ass down here and fuck,” he snarled almost violently. “You know as well as I do that eases it, Sherra.”
“Nothing eases it, Kane.” She wanted to scream out her fury. “Don’t you understand? Every time Callan fucked Merinus that hormone forced her to ovulate. Her body was prepared and gave her enough time to see if conception would occur before forcing her hunger again. I can’t conceive. I won’t conceive. Remember?”
“I could do without a dissection of my sister’s sex life,” he informed her roughly. “And you don’t know if what you’re saying is true or not. All you have is supposition.”
“And all you have is a hard-on,” she sneered. “Jack off. At least you can find some relief there, Kane. There will be no satisfaction to be found in my body.”
“I don’t think so, kitty,” he gritted out between clenched teeth as he came off the bed, stumbling for a second as his feet seemed to betray him.
Sherra watched, wide-eyed, while all six plus feet of furious, aroused male paused as though in confusion. His cock was dark and engorged, the mushroomed head damp with the pre-come that had seeped over it. He wobbled on his feet, the drugs affecting his coordination now. He stopped, stared down at them a minute, then started for her again and promptly stumbled again.
“Son of a bitch. I fucking hate drugs,” he cursed.
Instinctively, Sherra moved closer to him, seeing the frustration and determination that was likely to cause him to end up on his ass. Not that she didn’t think he deserved to be on his ass, but if he tore those stitches Doc would rip her a new one.
That was her first mistake.
His arms went around her, a wicked chuckle sounding at her ear, and before she could stop him, they were tumbling back on the bed.
“Oh hell,” he cursed painfully as he came over her, catching his weight on his good shoulder, though he grimaced painfully with the jarring the wounded shoulder took.
Sherra stared up at him with a frown. Damned stubborn man. He was determined to have his own way, no matter what, and refused to listen to common sense.
“Kane, are you insane?” She didn’t struggle against him as he moved between her thighs, his cock pressing against the mound of her pussy as her breath caught in hunger.
Kane’s eyes closed for a second. Just long enough for her to watch the burning pleasure that streaked across his expression.
“Now what, big boy?” she asked him mockingly. Her clothes separated them and she knew damned good and well he was going to be out like a light before he could ever manage to get them off.
“God, you feel so good I could die right here and now and know nothing else has ever felt so good.” His voice was hoarse with drugged weariness and thickening lust.
The words slammed into her heart. Sherra’s eyes closed as she fought to block the sight of shattering bliss that crossed his face. His eyes had narrowed to pinpoints of dark heat as he pressed his hips into the cradle of her thighs. The hard length of hot, engorged flesh pressed firmly against her swollen clit, making her gasp in her own building ecstasy.
“Feel how good it is, baby,” he whispered as his head lowered, his tongue stroking over the damp flesh of her collarbone. “Do you remember, Sherra? How hot and good it was that first time? Watching my cock sink into your sweet little pussy was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
The feel of his lips moving against her skin was heaven and hell. The pleasure was so exquisite her pussy clenched, pulsed, spilling her juices in a silky trail against the thin fabric separating her from Kane’s eager cock. Her tongue throbbed with a pounding rhythm of need, spilling the sweet spice of the hormone into her mouth and sending it speeding through her system.
Oh, this was bad, she thought as her hips jerked against him in reflex. This was very bad.
Her hands
“Then bring your ass down here and fuck,” he snarled almost violently. “You know as well as I do that eases it, Sherra.”
“Nothing eases it, Kane.” She wanted to scream out her fury. “Don’t you understand? Every time Callan fucked Merinus that hormone forced her to ovulate. Her body was prepared and gave her enough time to see if conception would occur before forcing her hunger again. I can’t conceive. I won’t conceive. Remember?”
“I could do without a dissection of my sister’s sex life,” he informed her roughly. “And you don’t know if what you’re saying is true or not. All you have is supposition.”
“And all you have is a hard-on,” she sneered. “Jack off. At least you can find some relief there, Kane. There will be no satisfaction to be found in my body.”
“I don’t think so, kitty,” he gritted out between clenched teeth as he came off the bed, stumbling for a second as his feet seemed to betray him.
Sherra watched, wide-eyed, while all six plus feet of furious, aroused male paused as though in confusion. His cock was dark and engorged, the mushroomed head damp with the pre-come that had seeped over it. He wobbled on his feet, the drugs affecting his coordination now. He stopped, stared down at them a minute, then started for her again and promptly stumbled again.
“Son of a bitch. I fucking hate drugs,” he cursed.
Instinctively, Sherra moved closer to him, seeing the frustration and determination that was likely to cause him to end up on his ass. Not that she didn’t think he deserved to be on his ass, but if he tore those stitches Doc would rip her a new one.
That was her first mistake.
His arms went around her, a wicked chuckle sounding at her ear, and before she could stop him, they were tumbling back on the bed.
“Oh hell,” he cursed painfully as he came over her, catching his weight on his good shoulder, though he grimaced painfully with the jarring the wounded shoulder took.
Sherra stared up at him with a frown. Damned stubborn man. He was determined to have his own way, no matter what, and refused to listen to common sense.
“Kane, are you insane?” She didn’t struggle against him as he moved between her thighs, his cock pressing against the mound of her pussy as her breath caught in hunger.
Kane’s eyes closed for a second. Just long enough for her to watch the burning pleasure that streaked across his expression.
“Now what, big boy?” she asked him mockingly. Her clothes separated them and she knew damned good and well he was going to be out like a light before he could ever manage to get them off.
“God, you feel so good I could die right here and now and know nothing else has ever felt so good.” His voice was hoarse with drugged weariness and thickening lust.
The words slammed into her heart. Sherra’s eyes closed as she fought to block the sight of shattering bliss that crossed his face. His eyes had narrowed to pinpoints of dark heat as he pressed his hips into the cradle of her thighs. The hard length of hot, engorged flesh pressed firmly against her swollen clit, making her gasp in her own building ecstasy.
“Feel how good it is, baby,” he whispered as his head lowered, his tongue stroking over the damp flesh of her collarbone. “Do you remember, Sherra? How hot and good it was that first time? Watching my cock sink into your sweet little pussy was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
The feel of his lips moving against her skin was heaven and hell. The pleasure was so exquisite her pussy clenched, pulsed, spilling her juices in a silky trail against the thin fabric separating her from Kane’s eager cock. Her tongue throbbed with a pounding rhythm of need, spilling the sweet spice of the hormone into her mouth and sending it speeding through her system.
Oh, this was bad, she thought as her hips jerked against him in reflex. This was very bad.
Her hands
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