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her thighs, releasing anticipation like a
lava flow.
    “Lie back,” he urged, steadying her as she
obeyed. Lifting her ankle to his shoulder, he stroked her smooth
calf. “Are your people naturally hairless?”
    She shook her head, her throat so tight she
could barely speak. “Many of us choose to remove our body hair. I
like how it looks and feels.”
    He caressed her from ankle to hip. “I agree.
Your skin is incredibly soft.” His large, calloused hand moved with
amazing care. How could such a brutal man be so gentle? His fingers
feathered their way up her inner thigh and she trembled. Already
tension gathered deep in her belly and rippled through her core. He
paused. His gaze fixed on her sex then his hand pressed over her
mound. “And here. Would you like to feel my mouth here? Will you
come if I push my tongue inside you?”
    “Please.” She arched toward his mouth,
craving the pleasure he described.
    “Please, what?” He draped her other leg over
his shoulder and rotated both knees out, making plenty of room for
him between her thighs. “Tell me what you want, amor . I need
to hear it.”
    “Lick my clit and fuck me with your tongue. I
want your mouth on my pussy.”
    His gaze narrowed on her face then lowered to
her sex. “I understand fuck, but ‘clit’ and ‘pussy’ are not known
to me.”
    If Laetif’s lessons hadn’t included sexual
euphemisms, it was less likely they’d been lovers. Relief washed
over Elaina and she smiled. Despite their pledge to live in the
moment, thinking of him with anyone else was surprisingly
upsetting. “You’re looking at my pussy,” she supplied. “Some prefer
cunt or vagina or core.”
    “Cunt?” He traced her slit, hesitating at the
mouth of her passage. “There is stark carnality in the word, but
you are much too pretty to be a cunt.”
    She bit her lip to keep from laughing at his
unusual phrasing. “Thank you, I guess.” His middle finger pushed
deeper and she closed her eyes, savoring the slight fullness.
    “So hot and already wet.” He rotated his hand
and added a second finger, fucking her with slow, shallow thrusts.
“Has there been anyone since your husband? How long has it
been?”
    She opened her eyes and shook her head. “No
pasts. Remember?”
    “I apologize.” Pushing deep with his fingers,
he reached up with his thumb. “Is this your clit?”
    His light circular motion made her gasp and
shiver. “Yes! Oh yes.”
    He lowered his head and replaced his thumb
with his tongue. His tongue was softer and slicker, sliding around
her sensitive nub with tender skill. He shuttled his fingers in and
out of her pussy, quickly building her banked desire.
    She pushed onto his fingers and ground
herself against his mouth, uncaring that it made her seem
desperate. Hotter and tighter, the sensations built. Emboldened by
the frenzy, she cupped her breasts and tossed her head from side to
side.
    Acting purely on instinct, she caught her
nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a careful
pinch. Her clit twitched in response to the unexpected spike in
sensation. She squeezed again and her core contracted around his
fingers. He fucked her faster, curling his fingers so they dragged
the front wall of her passage.
    His lips closed around her clit and gently
sucked. Her hips came up off the bed as pleasure exploded inside
her. He prolonged her release with his mouth and his fingers,
keeping the spasms going as long as possible. She rode the cresting
waves, lost to everything but the pleasure he gave her.

    Theos pushed to his feet and positioned his
cock at the opening of Elaina’s passage. Her legs slid off his
shoulders, catching in the bend of his elbow as he leaned over her
flushed body. “Look at me.” Her gaze was still a bit foggy, but she
looked into his eyes. “Know who fills you. Know who fucks you.”
    Her lips parted and her breath escaped in a
soft gasp as he pushed into her wet pussy. The snug tunnel closed
around him as he slowly