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lick it, though. Oh, no. He couldn’t leave her with some semblance of control. Of course not.
    He fucked her ass with his tongue.
    Over and over again. Licking, biting her rear, and then fucking it again.
    “Hold your ass open for me. I’m making you come one more time before I fuck it.”
    Not. A. Request.
    As soon as her hands were holding her cheeks wide, his tongue was on her again, but his fingers weren’t idle. One or two, she couldn’t see how many, filled her sex and he thrust them downward toward the bed. Her G-spot—
    “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” she repeated as her back arched and she came again. Her legs bent at the knee and she strained.
    To get closer or move away, she didn’t know.
    She couldn’t process anything. Nothing.
    Everything was just…him.
    She vaguely remembered him moving and her collapsing in a heap on the bed. She tried to roll over to see him but he grabbed her leg and put her back on her stomach.
    Before I fuck it …
    His words came back to her. Oh God.
    “Zeke?”
    Then he was there, lifting her hips into place. His cock—thick and hard—pushing into her ass.
    “But I don’t have lube here.”
    He shoved her shoulders down and held her in place as she struggled just a little bit. “We don’t need it. You’re soaked. And I need in your ass. Let me in, baby. Let. Me—”
    The last word didn’t come because he pushed inside.
    She cried out and tried to elbow him, but he caught her wrists and put some of his weight on her.
    “Take me, Aslan. I need you.”
    I need you.
    Those words. His strained voice calmed her more than his hands did.
    He fucked her ass as if it were her pussy, and that’s when she realized it. Him getting in had shocked her, surprised her, but it hadn’t hurt.
    Him fucking her ass as if he couldn’t help himself was like nothing she’d ever felt before.
    “I can’t stop. I need you.”
    She wrapped her feet over his legs and dug her knees into the mattress. When she tilted her hips up on each stroke, he was able to get inside her just a little bit more.
    “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” She tried to pull her hands free but he locked down on them. “Please let me have my hands. I need to touch you. I need to come.” So many things were firing in her head at once and she couldn’t focus on any of them.
    He released her wrists, she pulled her arms down, and he dug his arms beneath her and held her tight. “Come for me. I’m close. Come on my cock one more time so I can feel you.”
    One hand went back, so she could hold his thigh and the other moved between the pillow and herself to get to her clit.
    She had to come. Had to. But it wasn’t just coming. Not anymore.
    It was coming for him.
    It was giving him what he needed so he could come.
    She needed him to come. And she almost cried out in thanks that he hadn’t put a condom on.
    Remove almost.
    The moment her fingers touched her clit, she jerked and Zeke bit her shoulder. His control was a thing of the past.
    He was fucking beautiful and she couldn’t even see him.
    Their breaths echoed in pants of each other and she strummed her clit. Faster and faster as he fucked her ass.
    “Zeke!” she screamed.
    Her orgasm ripped through her and she cried out as her ass locked down on his shuttling cock.
    “Oh, fuck. Your ass just got so tight. So. Tight. I’m gonna—”
    Aslan screamed his name again as he jerked inside her.
    She could feel him claiming her, filling her.
    His arms locked around her and he fucked her in tight strokes. His teeth in her shoulder were directly connected to her clit as her fingers continued to move.
    Her mind floated away as he collapsed on top of her.
    Never had sex been like that before.
    Never had coming meant everything in that moment because of who she was giving it to.
    Never…would she be the same.
     
     

 

Chapter Three
     
    A little while later, after he’d removed her shoes, they’d showered and gotten back in bed to snuggle. Zeke wound his fingers