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meant to,” he assured her. Alek leaned toward her. His lips neared hers until she could feel the gentle brush of his breath against her mouth. She didn’t move, mesmerized by the glow reflecting in his eyes. He kissed her lightly, sweeping his mouth gently across hers.
    This was new territory for her. She didn’t move, only stared at him, waiting to see what he intended to do next. He kissed her again, moving his lips firmly against hers. Arousal and awareness unfurled inside her. Alek captivated her senses, holding them hostage as she awaited his next move. The third kiss lingered as he parted his lips. The action urged her to mimic his movements. She sucked in a shaky breath. Alek ran his tongue along the seam of her mouth. The feeling was wickedly decadent.
    Kendall wasn’t some sheltered recluse. She knew what he wanted from her. Her body wanted it too. Luckily for her body, her mind didn’t seem to be working at the moment.
    Alek kissed her again and probed his tongue deeper still. He let his hand travel down her throat to her chest. The material of her shirt did little to protect her from his heat. He cupped a breast, running a thumb over the already sensitive nipple. He moved his fingers slowly over her chest, along her collarbone to tease her aware flesh. Her eyes closed. She inhaled a deep breath, silently willing his hand more fully against her breast.
    He traced the tip of his tongue along the seam of her mouth to entice her to participate in his plans. Kendall inched closer. She wanted to feel more of him.
    Alek’s touch stayed light and teasing. He explored the curve of her side and hip before reaching around to cup her ass. She gasped into his mouth as the hard, unmistakable press of his arousal fitted against her. The intimacy of the act took her by surprise. She’d never been held so intensely, as if each of his breaths depended on hers.
    The feel of male flesh was intoxicating. Since he only wore the fur loincloth, there was nothing to stop her hands from journeying over tight peaks and valleys. Muscles flexed as he moved subtly against her. He slid his knee between her thighs. She clamped her legs, automatically trying to stop him. It was useless. A thick thigh pressed up into her sex and she gasped at the way he rubbed against her.
    A low moan sounded as he deepened the kiss. Their tongues began to war, fighting for control. Hands pulled and grabbed. She heard the rip of cloth seconds before feeling strong fingers on her naked body. Torn material tickled where it still clung to her. Alek massaged her butt and drew her forward so that her softer skin molded around the erect length of his shaft. The fur loincloth padded them, keeping them apart.
    Alek groaned, pausing long enough to jerk the impeding material aside. With the cushion of fur gone, she now felt his length in long, intimate detail. He breathed heavily, “ ah, woman ,” before rocking harder. Almost mindlessly, he tugged at her waist to force her pants down her ass and hip. With his leg between her thighs, he couldn’t undress her further. His cock hit her exposed hip and stomach.
    The pressure of his leg along her slit and the sound of his harsh breathing stoked the fire inside her. Self-pleasure had never felt like this. She made a weak noise and grabbed hold of his arm as his hand kept her tightly to him.
    “We must…” He moaned before rocking faster. The hand on her ass moved to her hair and he roughly pulled her head back. Her chest arched and he instantly lowered his mouth to suck a peaked nipple between his lips.
    Kendall tensed. It was too much. The pull of her hair, the tug of his mouth, the press of his thigh, they flooded her with pleasure.
    “We must not finish.” The words were a growl against her breast. “We are only meant to discover each other, learn, reveal ourselves completely, but we are not supposed to finish.”
    She was barely listening. Kendall hooked her leg around the back of his knee. The angle of her