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could do to her body, grew unbearable. Until…
    Her pussy clenched and tightened around his invasion, milking and grasping him in a rhythm that only her cunt could instinctively know and create. She came, a ball of blazing light and scales. And then, when she thought she couldn’t burn hotter, a sudden blinding pleasure enveloped her clit. She squeezed her eyes shut against the shattering of her body, a silent scream caught in her throat.
    Djimon gave three final, powerful thrusts before he too succumbed to the immeasurable pleasure of orgasm, freezing above her. He slumped over her, his weight a welcome feeling on her chest. His warm breath fanned against her neck, cooling the sweat on her body. She stroked his back, soothing him without words until he rolled and pulled her close, cradling her with his arm. She rested her head against his shoulder, her hand covering his heart. Content. So content.
    And then she realized why.
    “You gave me back my scale.” Cilla rolled on top of him, legs straddling his hips, breasts hanging down over him. She didn’t care. Didn’t give a damn that this gorgeous man was getting a very good look at all her rolls in all their glory. “You.” She poked his chest. “Gave.” Poke. “Me.” Prod. “My.” Double Poke. “Scale.” Poke, poke, poke.
    “Of course I did, bella .” He snatched her hand, opened it and pressed a soft kiss to the palm before pressing it against his heart. “I swore I would, and I always keep my promises. I wish only to love you, Cilla. That’s why the Harpy brought us together. She knew we would be a match unrivaled. She also knew you were stubborn.”
    “I’m not stubborn.”
    He chuckled and she gasped, his stomach stoking the embers of their lovemaking. She lowered herself further onto him, rubbing her clit on his lower stomach in tiny, sparking circles. His hard cock nestled between the cheeks of her ass. He gripped her hips, forcing her down even harder onto his abdomen, and she moaned with the increased friction. “Not stubborn, bella ?”
    She shook her head. “Not.” Cilla kept making the small circles with her hips and turned her attention to the man beneath her. His chest was as wide and chiseled as she’d imagined. His stomach was worthy of a statue dedicated to him, carved muscles rippling just beneath his skin, dancing and shifting with each breath. She ran her hands down his chest, her fingernails digging in and leaving red scores.
    He groaned. “Again, bella .”
    “Cilla.”
    “Wha—”
    She scratched him again from chest to hips. “Call me Cilla in bed.”
    “Cilla. Sweet Cilla.”
    Sweet? She almost snorted. But he didn’t think of her as “Silly Cilla” like the Harpy. She had to remind herself that she wasn’t bound to Djimon any longer. She had her scale and could leave at any time. Shift and fly away, but…but something in her wanted to stay and discover every inch of this man, this vampire. Cilla shifted even further back onto his hips, increasing the pressure of his cock against her ass. How wonderful would it feel to have him sink into her forbidden entrance? Stroke her dark passage until she came…
    He hissed at her, fangs distended. “Quit teasing.”
    “I am a tease, Djimon.” She leaned forward, brushing her lips against his and lifting her hips until his cock no longer touched her needy flesh. “Tell me, what do you want?”
    “You, always you. I’ve dreamt of you, Cilla. Dreamt of being inside you.”
    “Mmm… Maybe I should give you what you want…” She adjusted her position until the tip of his cock just kissed her soaked pussy, pulling away when he tried to push deeper and doing her best to drive him wild.
    “Please…”
    “Begging?”
    “Always. I’ll always beg for you.”
    “Ooh. Right answer.” Cilla adjusted her weight and sank onto Djimon’s cock, easing herself down inch by agonizing inch, extending and drawing out her pleasure while tormenting her lover. Teasing him while