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fingers into the top of her dress and ripped it down the middle, Amy jerked at the sudden violence of the movement, but even that was not enough to pull her out of her sensual daze. All that existed in her world was heat and pleasure, his touch and the weight of his body over her.
    Her bra and panties suffered the same fate as her dress, and then he slithered down her body, releasing her wrists to cup her breasts in both of his big hands. His mouth latched on to her nipples, first one, then the other, making Amy cry out at the sharp, pulling pressure. Her hands, finally freed from his restraining hold, somehow found their way to his head, and she clutched fistfuls of his silky hair, not knowing if she was trying to push him away or bring him closer.
    He moved up over her then, covering her with his huge, naked body, and she realized that his clothes were gone too, though she didn’t remember seeing him remove them. She didn’t have a chance to ponder the mystery, though, because everywhere their skin touched, her flesh tingled, as if electrified. Opening her eyes, she met his gaze and saw the same desperate hunger reflected on his face.
    He wanted her.
    He wanted her, and he was going to take her.
    His knees wedged themselves between her legs, spreading them open, and Amy’s breath caught as she felt the smooth, broad head of his cock brushing against her inner thigh. Though she couldn’t see it, his erection felt massive, and her muscles tensed with a purely feminine fear. Would he hurt her? What if their species weren’t as sexually compatible as she’d heard?
    It was too late to worry about that, however. Before Amy could say anything, he kissed her again, claiming her mouth with devastating expertise, and guided himself to her entrance.
    His penetration was slow and careful, giving her time to adjust to his girth. Nevertheless, Amy felt almost painfully stretched as he worked himself in, inch by thick inch. Her hands tightened in his hair, and she would’ve cried out, but he kept his mouth on her, distracting her with delicious, drugging kisses. It wasn’t until he was all the way inside her that he let her come up for air, and all Amy could do at that point was stare at him, panting, her body full and overtaken, completely overwhelmed by his possession.
    He stayed still for a moment, holding her gaze, and then he began to move, his strokes leisurely at first and then gradually picking up pace. After a few moments, Amy’s discomfort lessened, replaced by steadily growing heat. Her eyes closed again, and her hands slid down to his sides, clutching at them as the tension inside her intensified, every thrust sending her spiraling higher and higher. She could hear her own cries and gasping moans, and her knees came up, her legs folding around his hips, bringing him deeper into her. The sensations that rocked her body were so intense, she felt as if she would fly apart . . . and finally she did, the orgasm rushing through her with unbelievable, shattering force. Her body convulsed, her inner muscles contracting around his cock, and she heard him groan, his cock jerking within her as he reached his own peak.
    It was over, she thought dazedly, too stunned to move. Tiny aftershocks of pleasure still rippled through her body, and she felt as if her muscles had turned to jelly. Her hands were still grasping at his sides, her nails digging into his skin, and she forced herself to lower her hands to the mattress—or to whatever comfortable surface she was lying on.
    Then she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Vair.
    He was propped up on his elbows, staring down at her. His breathing was heavier than normal, and his somewhat softer cock was still buried deep inside her body. As their eyes locked, she saw that the heat in his gaze had cooled only slightly—and much to her shock, felt him stiffening within her once again.
    “Are you all right?” he asked softly, and Amy nodded automatically. Her body still pulsed from