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of food. Jaxon sat up as she approached the bed. He had to admit he liked the fact she wore his t-shirt. It was too big for her—the bottom of it reached her mid-thigh and the sleeves ended at her elbows—but he thought she looked better in it than he did.
    “Here you go,” she said as she placed one of the plates on the bed next to him. A knife and fork were on it as well as the food.
    “Thanks,” he said and shifted over so she could sit beside him.
    Chyna sat on the mattress cross-legged. Before she could start to eat, Jaxon reached over and tugged his shirt up her body and off. She gave him a questioning look.
    He smiled. “You look better with it off. Plus, I don’t want to be the only one eating while bare assed.”
    She returned his smile with one of her own. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a naked picnic on my bed before.”
    “Well, now you can say you have.”
    They ate in companionable silence until they’d eaten everything. Once Chyna put her utensils down, Jaxon snagged their plates and put them on the floor. He then turned to face her.
    “That was delicious, but now I’m ready for my second course,” he said as he crawled closer.
    Chyna leaned back on her hands. Her head fell toward her shoulder blades as he kissed the side of her neck. “And what would you like for this second course?”
    “You,” he replied huskily. “I want you spread out on the bed while I feast on every inch of you.”
    He felt her shiver, and the scent of her arousal perfumed the air around them. He loved the smell of it. He breathed deeply, taking as much as he could into his lungs. His cock hardened, more than ready to sink deep inside Chyna’s pussy and take her hard and fast.
    Jaxon snaked an arm around Chyna’s waist and kissed her with all the passion that blazed inside him. Once he had her groaning into his mouth, he pulled away before he positioned her on her hands and knees. He ran a hand over her bottom, then dipped it between her spread thighs to stroke her pussy. His fingers came away wet. She was ready for him.
    He shifted so he knelt behind her and took hold of her hips. Jaxon had thought to take his time with Chyna, but he wanted her too much. He stroked his cock against her wet opening. Once he was liberally coated, he brought the head of his shaft to her pussy and pushed home. Her inner walls closed around him, making him groan. She fit him perfectly.
    He took her in hard, deep thrusts. Chyna pushed back, matching the pace he set. Jaxon could already tell he wasn’t going to last long, even though they’d already made love once before. She felt too damn good. Already his balls were drawing close to his body. His cock grew even harder as Chyna’s pussy gripped it tight.
    In and out he surged. A low growl he couldn’t hold back rumbled out of him. Chyna let out a keening moan and her pussy squeezed and released his cock as she came. Jaxon’s release inched closer. As he kept thrusting, on the very precipice of his climax, his gums burned, heralding the change in them.
    His gaze became fixated on Chyna’s back where her shoulder and neck met. Still sliding his shaft in and out of her wet passage, he bent over her. He opened his mouth, his upper lip peeling back. The urge to bite, to sink his teeth into her soft skin, battered him. Jaxon lowered his head, intending to act on what instinct screamed at him to finish.
    At the last minute, he realized what he was about to do. Jaxon straightened and pumped his hips faster. With a loud moan, he came, his cock pulsing, filling Chyna with his cum.
    Jaxon gathered her into his arms and took them both to their sides. She spooned against him, nestling deeper into his embrace. It had happened again. This unnatural urge to bite Chyna like an animal had reared its ugly head just before he’d come. It didn’t make any sense to him. He’d never wanted to go all animal on any of the other women he’d slept with. Just Chyna. The sooner he talked to Anubis about it