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Some came to rest on the floor, illuminating from there.
    “I...think I...can get...it off.”
    She dropped to his chest, smashing her glorious breasts against him. Anso didn’t control the jerk of reaction as he pulsed upward. She didn’t seem to notice. She had her cheek against his, her shoulders aligned with his, and her thumbs hooked beneath the garment edge. All so she could start peeling at it. The entire time she wriggled, bumping countless times against his erection, sending electrically charged stimuli each time that touched. Teased. And tormented to a level he’d never experienced.
    Anso tightened every muscle. Sent the command. His canines weren’t the lone thing a vampire wielded. His fingernails grew. Became knife-sharp. Razor-honed. He half sat, unable to lift far without moving her, and then he pushed her hands aside to shove his beneath the garment. The material resisted momentarily, but failed to stop him. Within moments, he’d stuck his nails through and then he ripped downward, peeling the damn thing open down both sides.
    Leah gasped. And then she was helping. Every move releasing more of her to his hands. Succor. Wonder. He concentrated to retract his nails, and his rod found her center. She was wet. Incredibly hot. At his touch, she stiffened and keened the most beautiful sound into existence. Anso went wild.
    He spun, placing her on her back beneath him before her cry finished, and started pushing at her core. Her thighs enwrapped him, helping him. She was so tight. So incredibly hot. So lusciously firm. Her small cries accompanied each push. Every inch gained. Moist coils of tension gripped tightly to him, assisting and yet threatening. Anso almost lost his ability to pleasure her, as well. He tightened everything. Fought the distinct pressure already in place at his center. Grunted with the effort. Denied the instinct to thrust, and keep thrusting. Held back the urge for fulfillment. Shook with the effort. The entire bed rattled in accompaniment. She was so soft. So womanly. So welcoming. And at the same time, so tight he was actually afraid of hurting her.
    “Anso—!”
    His name on her lips held a hint of ire. Impatience.
    “My lioban. ”
    The word was hissed through a jaw so taut, his canines grazed his chin, slicing skin. Opening cuts. He weakened slightly. Gave another push. Another.
    And was finally there.
    Deep within her.
    Sheathed by a moist paradise of indescribable dimension. It enveloped. Caressed. Stimulated. Anso called on every bit of strength he possessed to stay immobile as she absorbed his size, holding back when everything on him demanded the opposite. Somehow restrain urges that hovered at the periphery of every moment that passed. A sob escaped him.
    And Leah moved.
    Her thighs tightened about him and she pushed, shoving down into the mattress, sliding a bit from him. At her return Anso grabbed fistfuls of bedding, shredding the silk. All for an anchor so he could thrust, and there was no stopping this time. She was too perfect. The sensations too viciously delicious. He pumped, thrusting his entire length into her. And back out. Again. And again. Over and over. His movements grew wilder. Fuller. Pushing him seemingly endless amounts deeper. More. Again. And the entire time, she matched his rhythm with words that thrilled. Encouraged.
    And ignited.
    “Oh. Oh. Anso! Oh. Oh!”
    Power filled his veins. Force propelled his moves. The mattress jumped in cadence. The bedposts creaked in accompaniment. Matching his every push. Each move back. The return thrust. Over and over. Each one going deeper. A sob caught at the back of his throat. He swallowed it back, yanked the bedding down to gain more solidity so he could push even harder. Stronger. Faster.
    Leah screamed.
    And Anso exploded.
    His mouth opened. He roared. The sides of his mouth split with the depth and volume of it. The force of his release propelled them upward. Well above the bed. Leah’s legs clenched tightly