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herself on the
rigid shaft, felt the head of his cock inch its way into her wet
passage. He withdrew slightly and plunged against her again,
gaining ground. As he withdrew once more, Lana planted her feet
flat against the ground and heaved upward to meet him.
    His cock was so big, so hard, so hot. She
couldn’t get enough fast enough, bucking against him with each
fresh assault until she felt him imbedded to the hilt inside of
her, felt him grinding his pubic bone against her own, and a heady
rush of passion scoured her.
    Gasping for breath, groaning with the
delightful friction of his hard cock thrusting in and out of her,
Lana gripped the cheeks of his ass, forcing him into a hard,
furious pace as she felt the tension inside her body tightening
toward an explosive release. He resisted, tried to hold himself in
check, but the pace she set sent him careening out of control.
    As she felt his body jerk with imminent
release, she slipped her hand between them and massaged her clit.
Within moments, she felt her body convulse. A jolt hit her and then
another, and then ecstasy exploded in fiery waves throughout her
body. She gripped his buttocks, burying her face against his neck
to muffle the cry of completion that scraped from her throat.
    He shuddered, groaned as his own release
thundered through him, slamming into her over and over until the
spasms of his climax began to dissipate. Finally, still wracked by
random shudders, he caught her thigh and pulled her with him as he
rolled onto his side, gasping for breath.
    Lana lay limply beside him, basking in the
warm glow that suffused her entire body in the wake her of release,
struggling to catch her breath. Slowly, her heart returned to
normal, and her breathing, and the warmth began to disperse. A
shiver went through her with the loss of internal heat.
    Dragging in a deep, shuddering breath, she
reached up and patted his cheek. “It was as good as I’d hoped,” she
said smiling faintly. “Thanks.” Untangling herself, she got up and
moved down to the small creek to clean herself.
    Corin was sprawled beside the fire,
regarding her curiously when she returned. Ignoring him, she went
to her pack and withdrew a towel to dry herself off before she
retrieved her breeches and stepped into them once more. She
discovered once she’d dressed that Thantos had parked his oversized
carcass on her bedroll. Planting her hands on her hips, she gave
him a look. “Uh—that’s only big enough for one.”
    His brows rose, but after a minute he moved
off of it.
    “ You didn’t bring one?” she asked
disapprovingly.
    He eyed her frowningly for several moments
and finally got up and disappeared into the brush. When he returned
several minutes later, he was carrying a bundle slung over one
shoulder. Yawning, Lana settled on her bedroll, pulled her cover
over her shoulders, and composed herself for sleep once more.
Within a few moments, she drifted into oblivion.
    Light was just beginning to filter to the
forest floor when Lana woke. Generally, the moment she woke, she
got up, but a vague sense of well being made her reluctant to give
up the dregs of sleep entirely. She lay for several moments with
her eyes closed, allowing herself to come slowly to full awareness
of her surroundings.
    She felt more relaxed than she’d felt in a
very long time—warm, surprisingly comfortable—someone was breathing
on her neck.
    Fully awake now, Lana looked down at the
weight lying across her waist and saw that it was a massive arm.
She stared at it while memory of the night before flooded back,
wondering if she should’ve fucked Corin Thantos after all.
    She hadn’t stopped to consider the attitude
these barbarians had toward women.
    Shoving his arm off of her, she got to her
feet and went to her pack. Digging through it for the things she
needed, she headed down to the stream to perform her morning
ritual. On her way back to the campsite, she passed Corin heading
down to take care of his own