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He catches s it to his mouth A s his torso as I sith the enie of dark excitement deep within his body I see the fever-thirst coers on my hips They are like flaainst his chest, and s His reaction is intoxicating—he reels me in suddenly so the base of my side is pressed into the rod of hot flesh My liainst hs, muscles, sinew, tendon and bones, all melds with me

In response, I move my buocks away from his body and slide my hand between us I palm his hardness and curl my hand possessively around the hard shaft It responds by twitching and growing harder still

‘Impressive,’ I whisper

He chuckles, a dark, possessive sound ‘The better to fk you with’

His hands roam my body, fros

‘Oh yes,’ I gasp, gently stroking the bulge, wanting the brutal force of his thrusts and the agonized sound of my name on his lips as he floods me with hot cury, the taste of salt and tequila, a sparkling shock My eyelids flutter closed We are ravenous creatures in the desert He lifts his head, breath coet inside es The air fills with drums

He wraps his thick and sinewy ar me off my feet, swirls e silk bed My weight crushes the flower petals In dying they gasp out their sweetest scents They mix with the oily scent of the candles

He kneels down His scent is different: he is as fragrant as the hot sand He catches hs, sinks his fingers intohis hand, I hold his fingers deep inside me I close my eyes and savor the delicious sensation ofaround him, as they anticipate release

My hands fall away as his fingers curl inside in to stroke slowly He knows exactly where to rub to make me explode

‘God! I’m so crazy about you,’ he rasps, as his h It burns me He sucks the other deep in hisit further, until it…hurts I whimper

He stops and looks at me with heavy-lidded eyes

‘Don’t stop,’ I whisper hoarsely ‘Take ht in a market’

His smile drips with dominance and lust ‘What kind of a captive would you be?’

‘What if I am an enchanted slave who is spellbound to her owner by dark s she can’t resist?’

‘A bewitched slave who can’t say no My, ers pierceat the end of my hand’

I arch helplessly

‘And I own every inch of this purchase’

‘Every inch,’ I croak I grab his silken hair and pull his mouth down

‘So you want to be taken as a erously soft

‘Yes,’ I say, still only frustratingly iers