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what she’d just told him. He could feel it. Her sheath, already so deliciously alien to him, so unbearably tight, gripped him differently from this angle. Rather than suffering discomfort, though, he discovered a new level of pleasure like this. The way her protrusions poked and encircled him deep, deep inside made it feel like she had a lasso around the head of his penis. She was strangling his seed out of him without ever making a move. The utter torture was rapture in itself.
    “All those men were looking at you, but you don’t belong to them, do you?” A surge of possessiveness drove him as he drew back his hips.
    “No,” she gasped, clearly knowing what he wanted. “Only you. I belong with you.”
    “I can take you like this. Do you want me to?”
    “Yes!”
    He grasped her hips tightly, ready to plunge but desperate to draw it out. “You’re so lusty, so sexual. Do you need to be serviced?”
    “Yes, please!” She was shaking now.
    “Say it.”
    “Please, Quinn,” she begged obediently. “I need to be serviced. I need you to take me.”
    His thigh muscles braced in readiness. “I am your husband, and I’ll work you as long and hard as it takes to satisfy you. You’ll never need another man.”
    For punctuation, he skewered her with every ounce of strength he had. Mewling, she tried to arch in resistance, but he knew he wasn’t hurting her. He spared her no quarter. Without mercy, he began to thrust so that he slapped wetly against her backside with every in-stroke.
    “Quinn!” She cried helplessly, sounding fearful. “You’re hitting…ahhhh…you’re hitting something new.”
    He didn’t let up in the least. “Does it feel good?”
    Her muscle tension and the way her pussy was soaking him already answered that question, but he wanted to hear it from her lips. He also wanted to force her to talk through the mindless pleasure.
    “I can’t stand it!” she said, still holding tight to the table.
    Despite its sturdy construction, the side table was starting to rock more and more freely on its legs. So was Quinn.
    “You will stand it,” he said, feeling more dominant and aggressive than he ever had in his life. “You’ll take what I’m giving you, and you’ll scream so everyone in this hotel knows how hard I’m pounding you. Now feel it!”
    Everything before now seemed like a warm-up as he let loose on her. He stabbed her so hard and fast his thrusts became a blur of pure animal humping. The wetness between them blended with the slippery slide of perspiration and the fragrant lotion he’d so enjoyed spreading on her. He couldn’t even play with her nipples anymore. He was just holding on to her breasts for dear life.
    Her scream of completion seemed to shatter something inside his testicles. Then he was arched and holding deep inside her as he jerked and ground. She milked him so hard it hurt, continuing to scream as she sucked every spurt he had to give her. It was so good he went blind.
    When the table legs gave out, Quinn’s own shaky pegs followed, but he didn’t even feel it when he hit the floor with her on top of him. He was just sorry that it jolted him out of the hot haven of her body.
    “You’ve ruined me,” she said, sobbing in bliss.
    “Good.” Because she’d ruined him for any other woman.

Chapter Three
    An Incredible Workout
    Several days later, Xindra gasped for air as her tireless husband rolled off her again. Her entire body continued to tingle, and her pulse hadn’t stopped hammering yet. Just the thought of Quinn’s thick shaft and the tickle of his springy pubic hair had her rocking with aftershocks. If it was possible, she was even more in love with him now than when she’d taken her vows.
    “We’re supposed to check out in half an hour,” he said after a few minutes.
    Ah, yes. Their honeymoon trip was technically at an end, and this was their last tumble before traveling home. They’d only managed to make it out of this room long enough to take a