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raged fast and furious, worse than any bush fire, and he wondered why. What was it about the woman to cause such an intense reaction?
    Rune slammed the door closed to the sleek black car, anger and frustration fused over him. He didn’t like his reaction to the strange female and was at a loss to understand why he couldn’t keep her out of his thoughts. Rune decided to wreak his vexation on Storm.
    He moved into the brightly lit interior, and at once, Storm homed in on him with an avid hunger, her attention keen, long, raven hair rippled around her. Rune could sense her squall of emotions, feel every horny hormone that exploded through her.
    Crossing the short distance, he grasped her hand and led her forward. His powerful driving stride loped up the twisting staircase whilst Storm trailed behind. Once in the room, Rune slammed the bedroom door closed and began ripping at her clothes as she tore at his.
    In seconds, they fell naked across the bed. Storm clung to him, her mouth seeking his with a sense of urgency. Rune avoided her searching lips with a sharp hiss. He hated the contact, and foreplay was at the minimum because she didn’t need it. Neither did he have the time or patience. What Rune required was fast, urgent fucking.
    Sliding a condom on, he turned her over and mounted her, in one deep thrust he plunged in.
    “Oh God,” her startled cry filtered over him. Each time he drove into her, she gave the same reaction before canting her ass against his hips. Storm took every inch that he gave.
    Which was why he continued visiting her, not many women managed it, and he hoped to Christ that the female named Jessalyn would be able to take him. Somehow, he’d show her how to relax, to allow him in; with slow strokes, he’d introduce her to his sex. And he knew for a fact that, however many men she’d been with, she’d yet to experience what Rune could give her.
    “Please, Rune, please!” begged Storm.
    He covered her, holding her hips, his own writhed against hers, and he fucked her hard. Pounding into her, he gripped her small tits and tugged at her nipples. From somewhere came the thought that they weren’t big enough, and he continued his pummelling drive. Rune’s need spiralled out of control and he came in a burst, tunnelling deep, his buttocks clenched, his thighs strained, and he climaxed hard.
    Rune lay on his back, his chest heaved, dragging in gasps of oxygen, Storm streamlined over him. Her long, dark hair resembled a veil. She turned and looked up into his face; at once, he recognized the familiar signs of lust. And knew this was the beginning, for tonight he’d fuck her several times before dropping his bombshell. Because he knew that she’d kick off, that she was a jealous controlling bitch. Even though she’d tried to hide her thoughts several times, he’d read them as clear as a pool on a summer’s day. However, he’d use her till another came along and there would; already, he was seeking diversity.
    The hours moved on with a swift intensity. His hand lingered across her back, it shifted up and down over each vertebrae. Over the time he’d been with her, he’d taken her hard, in every conceivable position.
    Now, he decided to get it over with and tell her. “I won’t be over for a few days.”
    Storm froze, her body hardened. “What do you mean?”
    “What I said.” Rune hated her clinging jealousy; he’d told he wouldn’t be visiting her for a while, that should be enough.
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    A freezing chill seared Storm’s skin; she knew damn well something was going down. For months, she had been the only woman for Rune. The only one that could satisfy him, take his awesome erection. And now, he was leaving her for how long? He couldn’t go one night without sex.
    Storm knew that another woman was on the scene, a woman she intended to remove. She didn’t care who or how, but no one stole her man. And he was, Rune was her life, and she swore that if anyone was foolish enough to attempt