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the need to possess in the primal dance between the male and his mate.
    He began rocking into her, driving deeper and deeper as his mouth sought to capture her cries. Her own lips sought out his, her tongue tangling with his in a passionate fight as they drank deeply from each other. Her body matching the rhythm of his. Her long legs opened, rose and wrapped around his waist. The position opened her up further, locking him to her as she pressed her heels into his ass.
    Manota tore his mouth from her, burying his face in her shoulder. He nipped the slender curve even as his cock fought to go deeper. His right hand rose, sliding up to cup her left breast. He tweaked the taut nipple.
    “ Ah…,” Jo groaned as her body arched and froze as she splintered.
    Manota pulled back, continuing his assault on her even as he watched her face tighten as her first orgasm consumed her. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Her eyes blazed a darker blue, silver and black swirling through them. Her pupils were dilated and he swore he could see into her soul as she came apart in his arms.
    “Mine, Jo,” he whispered tenderly as he felt his own orgasm bursting forth as her body squeezed him, demanding that he give his seed to her. “Only mine,” he gritted out before he collapsed over her.
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    Jo stroked his sweat dampened skin. Her mind was swirling in a mass of emotional overload. It was as if she couldn’t think of any one thought for any longer than a fraction of a second before it danced to the next.
    She was processing all the feelings washing over her. Her body tingled and hummed with a warmth in places that she never dreamed possible. It felt as if she was boneless, floating in a mist. She could feel his body pulsing deep inside her, still hard. Her body, locked in her first orgasm, had continued to shatter as he drove into her before his hot semen poured deep into her. She had no idea that it was even possible to feel it but she had. It was if he was claiming her from the inside out. Her body felt full beyond description yet the fullness felt – perfect.
    Gone was the fear and anxiety that had weighed down her shoulders. In its place was a sadness as she realized that she could never leave Manota. She was tied to him in a way that was beyond just being physical. It was as if a part of her soul was pulled into him as his was into her.
    Jo felt sorrow that she would never see her parents again. A part of her wailed at the pain they must feel at losing their daughters. The knowledge that they would never know what became of her and Star would always be an open wound in her heart. But, she knew that to leave Manota, to never see him again, would be a wound that destroyed her. He had shattered the walls she had built around her heart and now, to lose him, would be the equivalent of ripping her heart out of her chest.
    “Shush, mi t’belle ,” he murmured softly as he brushed the tears she wasn’t even aware of spilling from her face. “I will never let you go. You are the light in my darkness, Jo. I cannot go back to the emptiness again. You fill me, my heart.”
    Jo looked up into the dark eyes. The flaming silver in the centers burning bright, welcoming in their intensity. She reached up and buried her face in his shoulder.
    “Never let me go,” she begged. “Please, don’t let me fall.”
    “ Never, mi t’belle, never,” he swore as he began to slowly rock his hips. “I need you again. I need you like a flower needs the sun. You, mi t’belle, you are my sun.”
    Jo pulled back and smiled tenderly up at him. “I will never let you go back to the darkness,” she promised.
     

Chapter 5
    Jo walked along the path leading through the gardens. She had woken alone, well, sort of. She looked at the beautiful flower she held gently in between her fingers. Manota hadn ’t been there physically but his love had been. She had awoken to a bed littered with the petals of flowers of every color imaginable. On the