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cool against her bare back.
    Stone grasped his cock and slowly stroked its impressive length. “Fuck yourself for me, Alyssandra. Let me see you.”
    Reaching down tentatively, she rubbed her first two fingers against her aching clit. Sensations and energy flowed through her as her own juices coated her fingers, lubricating her movements. Stone continued to stroke himself, and she imagined his cock filling her, stretching her, his hot come spilling inside her. “I’ve always wanted to watch you pleasure yourself while I masturbate.” The flower-scented breeze played across her ripe nipples heightening her arousal.
    Stone relaxed against the tree trunk, one hand cupped his balls, stroking his cock faster. Noticing pre come that glistened on the tip, she licked her lips and couldn’t wait to taste him again—hopefully when she could do it without blacking out. She rubbed her clit faster and with her other hand, rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and then pulled on the ripe bud, enjoying the fresh spurt of energy that surged through her. Her arousal continued to tighten inside her, energy flowing through her veins like lava. He stroked faster now, his breathing labored and uneven, matching her own.
    “Come for me, Stone. Let me see you come, push me over the edge. Please…”
    As if triggered by her words, Stone’s body shuttered and creamy fluid spurted from his cock. At the sight, her own orgasm broke over her in a rolling wave. Almost peripherally, she noticed he aimed to the side, so his essence wouldn’t touch her, and kept pumping, milking his cock until every last drop escaped.
    Her head swam as the energy flowing through her threatened to overwhelm her. She slumped sideways, lying flat on the grass, and closed her eyes. Her nipples and her pussy still tingled with delicious little aftershocks and her bare skin prickled with goose bumps as the gentle breeze teased her already sensitized system. God help me, he didn’t even touch me and that’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
     
    Stone pulled his T-shirt on over his head and turned to see Alyssandra pulling up her jeans skirt. “Well, witch,” he said with affection and smiled when she blushed. “It seems you’ve given us both enough energy to make it to the city and back ten times over, even with those orgasms.”
    Her eyes widened with shock, but then her face softened and a smile blossomed across her face. “Anything I can do to help. And what do you mean, even with the orgasms?”
    Stone knew she didn’t have much experience with compliments or praise. He planned to change that. “The sex helps you build your energy, but until you can harness it—until your coming-of-age ceremony, the orgasm drains some of it away again.”
    “At least now I know why you left me hot and bothered every night and dissolved away.” She sat on a nearby boulder and pulled on her cowboy boots.
    “Believe me, I would’ve liked nothing better than to finish what I started. I too was left ‘hot and bothered’ as you put it. But don’t worry, your ceremony will take care of that problem.” A mental picture of him sliding his aching cock inside her hot core sent a sudden flood of arousal straight toward his groin and he had to adjust himself inside the tight jeans more comfortably.
    “How am I supposed to remember all this stuff? I feel very out of my element.”
    The vulnerability in her eyes made him ache. This woman should have been raised as royalty, not treated like a pet for the Cunts. He fisted his hands at his sides, containing his anger. “You’ll learn, give yourself time.”
    She nodded slowly and combed her fingers through her hair, smoothing the mahogany locks into a ponytail. Before she could slip the elastic band in place, he snatched it from her hand, pulling her into his arms and fused his mouth with hers. Threading his fingers through the silky waterfall of her hair, the scent of honeysuckle surrounded him and he inhaled,