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against his mouth, wanting – needing more. Her legs moved restlessly beneath him. She was on fire and he was the only one who could even begin to douse the flames.
    “I…,” she choked out before the words died on her lips as his fingers moved to where she was aching so badly.
    “ Gods! Jo, you ignite my blood,” Manota muttered as he buried two of his thick fingers into her. “You make me burn until I can think of nothing but you.”
    “ Yes…,” she whispered as she felt him stretching her.
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    Manota groaned as he felt Jo’s surrender to his touch. He was walking the same delicate tightrope that she did when she performed. The only difference was, he knew he was about to fall. He could feel his control slipping as her response to his touch became more frenzied. He had held on to his tightly controlled emotions for too long. Now, stretched to the maximum, he could feel the primitive urge to claim, possess, and conquer washing over him. It was almost the same feelings he had when he was about to enter battle.
    He pulled his fingers from her, bringing them to his lips to taste her sweet nectar. She was a part of him. She was the piece that was missing in the emptiness that had been eating away at him. The piece of his life that brightened the darkness that threatened to smother him.
    His body was tight, hard after so many months of holding back. His biggest fear was he would hurt her. It was that fear that helped him keep the small, fragile thread of control he had against the ferocious need eating at him.
    The small thread that snapped when she wrapped her hand around his straining cock, ripping a loud hoarse cry from his lips. He pulled back, wrapping his large hand over hers. He intended to pull it from his hard shaft but her tentative stroke drew a shudder from him that rocked him to the foundations of his soul. Never – never had he felt the cascading emotions crashing over him as he did at that moment.
    “Jo,” he moaned, closing his eyes.
    “ You are so beautiful,” she murmured in awe.
    She gently stroked his hard length in her hand while she ran her other over his chest. He stared down into her eyes. Eyes the color of purest blue. Eyes that never left his face, staring at him as if she wanted to memorize every line, every scar that told the story of the battles he had faced and lived through.
    As if in slow motion, he lowered his head even as he aligned his body with hers. Her hand released him as his pulsating shaft slid into her slick vaginal channel. He rested his weight above her, pressing her legs farther apart as he settled between them. His jaw was tense, the muscle in it pulsing as he held himself still for a fraction of a moment. His eyes held hers captive as he slowly began to enter her.
    “ You are mine,” Manota gritted out. “Say it. Tell me that you belong to me and only me,” he demanded hoarsely. “Say it.”
    Jo ’s eyes widened as he began to push into her. She could feel his thickness, his heat, the silky hardness of his cock as he began to penetrate her body and couldn’t help but wonder if he would totally shatter her. She knew there was no stopping what was about to happen – no going back. She accepted that she could no longer continue denying the fact that she loved him - needed him with every fiber of her being.
    “ I am yours,” she whispered, staring up into his midnight eyes. “Only yours.”
    “ Only mine,” he repeated hoarsely as he thrust forward, burying himself, falling into her.
    Jo ’s sharp cry filled the air at his possession. Her body stretched, all her barriers broken – conquered by him as he stormed the defenses she had erected. Defenses that he knew she had fought hard to keep intact.
    Manota could feel her body ’s resistance to his invasion. He fought to hold still long enough for her to adjust to him but the hot, silky feel of her channel closing around his shaft drove him into a frenzy. His mind shattering and his body consumed with