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hot. I could fuck you all night long and never get enough.” His sweat dripped onto her bouncing breasts, mixing with her own and sliding along her skin.
    Once, twice, and on the third thrust he buried his erection so far in her that his big balls slapped against her ass. Hannah could do nothing but ride out her own pleasure, and forced her eyes to stay open as she watched him come long and hard. He came inside of her, filling her with his cum, easing her heat, and leaving her sighing in bliss. Beau’s big body strained, and his cock twitched as he bathed her insides with his seed.
    “God, baby.” He wasn’t looking at her, and it was almost like he was talking to himself. His whole body shook, as he continued to come, continued to pump her full of his cum.
    Did all males come this long?
    “No, baby, just with you,” he groaned out, his words barely audible.
    A moan left her. Although his orgasm was quite possibly the longest one in history, he never stopped slowly thrusting inside of her. With one final groan he stilled.
    “It’s so fucking good .”
    She would never get tired of him saying that. It proved to her that he was just like her right now: uncontrollable lust consuming him. Beau was controlling, dominant, and had claimed her in a way she felt like she belonged to him now.
    He collapsed on top of her and the monumental weight of him pushed her into the mattress. She gasped for air before he mumbled his apology and rolled off. They lay side-by-side, their breathing erratic and identical. The sense of euphoria filled her, even as she felt his semen and her wetness move out of her and down the crease of her ass.
    Closing her eyes and just enjoying the sensation of not feeling like she’d die from the mating heat, the sudden chill in the air startled her. Ever since waking this morning, not knowing when in the hell she’d be able to find a male willing to take her virginity and ease her mating heat, Hannah had felt like she was dying with warmth and arousal. But now, now that she was lying beside him, relaxed and content, the last twelve hours seemed almost like a distant nightmare.
    The bed shifted beside her and she cracked an eye open and saw Beau standing and making his way over to the bedroom door. His muscles flexed, the sweat was starting to dry on his flesh, and she saw that he still had that animal stride going on. Before she could say anything, or ask if he was just going to be a wham-bam-thank you-ma’am kind of guy, he was striding back into the room with his clothes in hand.
    He stared at her as he dressed, never taking his gaze off of her, and making Hannah feel very on display. Hannah still lay on the bed, naked, sweaty, with their combined fluids seeping out of her pussy. But the aftershocks of pleasure still hummed through her, and she didn’t really care about much at the moment.
    When he was dressed he stood at the edge of the bed, not making it a secret that he was checking out her nude form.
    “You could have taken a shower here, if you wanted,” she said and pushed herself up on her elbows. Maybe she should have gotten her blanket and covered her body, but he had already seen every single inch of her.
    “I can shower at home.”
    She nodded, feeling a little embarrassed at the fact a small part of her had actually thought this male had wanted more from her than the sex. Of course she wasn’t a fool. She had been the one to ask him to have sex with her and ease her arousal, so she shouldn’t be a fool in thinking he would have wanted more. Yes, he had said things that had made her think he might share some deeper feelings for her. But the truth was she had known that he had just been in the moment. Feeling weird all of a sudden, she pulled the blanket up and over her, and stared at him.
    He wore his clothes so damn good, and she loved how his strength was so visible. But she knew her mating heat wasn’t quite over yet, and she could feel the arousal still below the surface. She was