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"Water hog," she complained halfheartedly
"Says the woman who’s all shiny clean," he co her under the spray with hiainst his chest
"You’re getting me dirty," she muttered, but she wrapped her ar her hands over the firm muscles of his back He was like a work of art, every antly over tendons and bones
Duncan tipped his head back into the spray as she’d done earlier, letting the water run through his long, blond hair She reached behind hirabbed the shampoo He was too tall for her to wash his hair coel on his wet hair, then standing back to admire the play of muscles in his arms and shoulders as he scrubbed thehis hair clean
"Being clean?" Eave her a slow srip her hips, and he backed her against the tile wall "Having my hands on you" His hands dropped to her butt and he lifted her effortlessly, pressing forward until her legs wrapped around his narrow hips She could feel his erection, hard and heavy against her thigh, as he rubbed against her gently, teasing her
"Duncan," she whispered, pleading But he wasn’t ready to give in to her pleas Not yet One hand ca over her nipple until it was full and hard He bent his head to nip lightly at the plump flesh
"I worried about you, E at the sa harder until she cried out, her legs tightening around his hips as her sex clenched in need
"Me, too," she gasped, grabbing a handful of his wet hair and tugging "For you, I rinned, his hips never ceasing their th of his cock, so close, but not where she wanted it, not where she needed it
"Duncan, so help , he plunged his full length deep between her legs, stretching her wide despite her readiness, sla forward until their hipsher as she struggled to catch her breath, as her body softened to accommodate him
"If I don’t what?" he asked silkily
E him into a breathless kiss It arue while below, her inner muscles flexed around his shaft with the same rhythm Duncan hissed as his cock jerked in response, and E the curve of his , "I love you, Duncan"
Duncan an a slow, steadyas his hips thrust forward and back between her legs, his erection a shaft of warm stone sheathed in satin as he repeatedly withdrew until only the very tip remained inside her, then slid deep into her body once lide of flesh into flesh E hiers threaded through his hair Duncan’sher eyes, her jaw and down to her neck His tongue was cool against her overheated flesh as he licked the sweat and water froular vein E she’d have a hickey in the roaned with arousal as his fangs pierced her vein, as the first powerful orgas her breasts Every stroke of Duncan’s rigid length produced a fresh jolt of incredible sensation, wave after wave of pleasure, as if her nerves were bare and his cock a brush of silk against the hi to feel that e with her
His fangs still buried in her neck, Duncan groaned The sound vibrated against her skin and raced through her veins, rus to shiver along the length of his cock He lifted his head, and his tongue lapped quickly at the small puncture wounds before he crushed histhe taste of her blood Eet closer to hiy when she felt the war the rush of heat that ca her against the wet tile, protecting her with his arms around her back as he slaht the tiles would surely crack under the strain Snarling hungrily, he lifted her higher, changing the angle of his penetration, going even deeper than before, his thickness tor the sensitive flesh of her inner walls until her body was tre for release Duncan slid the fingers of one hand along the crease of her ass, caressing the strip of skin stretched taut with his penetration, before dipping his finger into the tight pucker of her star E her nerves, ju from the touch of his hand to the thrust of his cock and up to her swollen breasts, which were crushed against his powerful chest She bit down on his shoulder, trying to s the screaed up her throat, overwhel every inch of her body Her sex claainst her, his hot release coating her womb as her teeth broke the skin of his shoulder, and he lifted his head to howl his cli her up as rip of his hands on her sweet ass She’d wrung hi against his back, ainst his chest Her arms were loose over his shoulders, her ankles still locked around his hips, while her eager little tongue continued to lap the blood froainst the back of her head, encouraging her The hter the bond would be between them His shoulder pulsed as he rerinned She was a wildcat, his Emma And she was his
As unlikely as it seeain He’d loved his wife dearly, though the memory was so old and distant, it was as if it had happened to someone else But he could still recall the scent of her powder, the touch of her hand as she rubbed his shoulders after a hard day She’d been a good woive her And far better than the end he’d brought her to
But he wasn’t that man anyain Eht to the death to protect her Of course, Ehts She wasn’t a shy flower to stand behind and let soht her battles No, she’d want to stand at his side and fight their eneether And that was better Because the world was a terrible and treacherous place, and it comforted him to know Eht