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little pussy and feel her
tighten around him as he gripped her ass and pounded into her. But she was
innocent, her body ignorant of the demands he wanted to make. Not that it was
any hardship to pleasure her body. Just the opposite.
    Everything about her, from her kiss-swollen lips, to her
wide eyes, to her restless hips, had him hypnotized.
    His conscience, that annoying voice bitching inside his
head, warned him away from her, told him that a Vitca innocent like Azure would
not and should not want anything to do with one of the leaders of the union
movement. Associating with him was dangerous, and the last thing he wanted to
do was to place his intimate in danger.
    Yet down to his bones—hell, down to his cells—he knew they
were meant to be.
    He sucked her little clit into his mouth and flicked his
tongue against the peak. She shuddered and groaned. Her hips came off the bed
as she rocked against his mouth, completely within the moment, completely
within his hold.
    She was his, this wide-eyed innocent with a backbone made of
steel. Oh yes, he could feel her tenacity, her resolve. She was here on a
mission and he, her intimate, might sideline her temporarily, but in the end
she would meet her goal with or without him by her side.
    Knowing this, Lone was more determined than ever to please
her completely, to make it impossible for her to dismiss this, their first
bonding. He may not earn the bonding of her heart or spirit any time soon, but
he’d be damned if he left this bed without a full bonding of body.
    His intimate would not, could not have the ability to bond
with anyone else when he had finished with her…and neither would he.
    With renewed resolve, he spread her legs wider and ate at
her pussy. He took her higher and higher with tormenting little flicks of his
tongue. He tasted her with long, slow licks from her sweet lower lips to her
clit.
    Her head thrashed, her hair lashing her face as she arched
off the bed, crying out in delight.
    Azure’s reaction enthralled him. Lone seized their body bond
as he slid his middle finger outside her tight little pussy while continuing to
torment the tight bud that was her clit and explore every inch of her soft
womanly folds.
    Heat radiated from her as he brought her body to its peak of
pleasure.
    She screamed, went rigid, then convulsed again and again.
    Removing the tip of his finger from the grasp of her pussy,
he lapped up her sweet juices.
    Nothing held more value to a male intimate than the taste of
his female’s pleasure and Azure’s virgin climax was the stuff of poetry. The
first few lines of a poem he’d learned as teenager invaded his mind.
     
    The sorceries of the virgin bond:
    Her intimate has no refuge
    No escape from the shelter of her lustful body
    She trembles like a tree
    Whose fruit he takes into his mouth.
     
    Finally he understood what the poem meant—he had tried to
deny his intimate but he couldn’t escape the primal need to bond with her, the
female who matched his trinity-of-being. And the taste of her “fruit” made him
aware that he would die or kill for Azure…and wasn’t that a surprise?
    After his mother had abandoned the family, he had decided
that no female—especially a Vitca female—was worth the pain she’d caused them.
But now as his intimate’s sweet juices filled his mouth, as their body bond
solidified, he knew without doubt that he would die or kill for her, take upon
himself any torture, any pain as long as she remained by his side.
     
    Azure couldn’t think past the pleasure pulsing through her
trembling body. She had come, this much she knew. And the body bond was now an
arc of electricity joining her to Lone.
    Her intimate. Her lover.
    In a daze, she looked down the line of her sweat-slicked
body at Lone, who remained between her legs, lapping at her cum, tweaking her
clit, sucking her lower lips into his mouth for a kiss that had her sinking her
fingers into his incredibly soft hair.
    She jerked his head up,