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ass higher.
    He slapped her cunt again then thrust a finger inside her. A big mistake. Because the moment he stroked into her moisture, his cock burned and bobbed. His whole body tightened with the need to thrust. “Better roll onto your back and get that snatch here at the edge of the bed.”
    She gave a choked laugh but did as he asked, rolling over and scooting toward the edge. Her thighs splayed so he could see every inch of her eager sex.
    He knelt beside the bed and gave her a glare. “I hope you know what this is costing me.”
    “Don’t like eating girls out?”
    “Love it. But I wanna fuck you, Melanie. So bad, my dick’s screamin’ aloud.”
    She gave him that sex-kitten smile, and her eyelids drifted down. Her eyes were a smoky blue as she slid her fingers between her legs and spread her lips. “Eat me. Do it now. Sooner I change, sooner we can fuck.”
    He gave a growl and bent over her sex, his tongue striking out to lap at her moist folds. He licked her like a dog, from her asshole to her clit, groaning as the salty, sea-fresh flavor coated his tongue.
    Her legs lifted, splaying wider. Her feet landed on his shoulders then curled around the back of his head, tugging him closer. Not that he needed any encouragement.
    Hardening his tongue, he slid it inside her, licking around and around as far as he could reach while she clenched around him.
    Her moans were thin, high warbles. Her fingertips danced on her nipples, tapping then twisting.
    Moses stuck two fingers in his mouth to wet them then thrust deep inside her cunt and moved up to latch his lips around her clit. At the first firm pull, her feet pushed against his shoulders, lifting her bottom, and she pulsed eagerly against him as he fingered her deeper and deeper, adding a third, then a fourth finger.
    He pulled out and curved his fingers together, then thrust them inside again, working his way in while he suckled her. She was tight, but more moisture seeped around his fingers.
    She stiffened, crying out, and he knew she was coming from her anguished sounds and her moist, fluttering clasps. When she quieted, he pulled his hand free and lifted his head.
    Her eyelids drooped, her chest shivering. If he’d blinked, he’d have missed the first signs of her change. Her eyes turned purple. The rosy blush eroded, replaced with a sweep of the palest blue that began at her cheeks and crept quickly down her neck and lower.
    Her torso tensed, and she jackknifed up to sit on the edge of the bed, her gaze locking with his as she gave her head a shake. Her hair stretched, soft brown wisps lengthening and thickening into black, ropy curls.
    When she was fully transformed, her gaze raked his body. Her long fingers reached down to cup the sides of his face, and they tightened to pull him up and over her.
    When his cock brushed her sex, she wriggled until he was centered then gave him another stare that goaded him to thrust forward, impaling her. He halted, his eyes squeezing shut. The sensation was too much. So fucking hot it burned. His cock felt as though it slid in molten lava.
    Her hands pushed against his chest, lifting him, and then one slid between their bodies. Long fingers encircled him around the base of his cock.
    At last, the pressure and the fiery heat ebbed—so pleasurably he began to pump. He planted his hands on either side of her, rising, pulled out slowly, before flexing his buttocks to drive up her channel again.
    Her upper lip lifted in a snarl. “Nee—”
    “Yeah, I know,” he said, pumping again. “You need this. Baby, it’s yours. It’s yours.”
    Her legs wrapped around his waist, but then she bucked and flipped them both.
    Now he lay on his back, and she pumped against him, shoving her pelvis into his, pushing him up the bed with her pussy clasping his dick, forcing him to follow her movements and crawl backwards on his elbows until he was in the center of the bed.
    Her face turned side to side, her nostrils sniffing at his body,