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kind, not just a practitioner. A little bit of earth spirit somewhere back in the bloodlines.”
     
    “Mmm. Earth and stone. No wonder we fit together so well.”
     
     
     
    He wasn’t kidding. No man had ever filled her as perfectly as Damien did. The broad head of his cock went deep, nudging the entrance to her womb with every thrust. He was so thick her tissues had to stretch to accommodate him and he curved just enough to fit her pussy like a key into a lock. His weight on her lower body was heavenly and what he was doing to her nipples with the necklace was so far beyond the sensation of her silver clamps that she couldn’t begin to compare them.
     
    He kept fucking her with the same deliciously unhurried pace, even after he had her squirming and moaning beneath him. His balls slapped audibly against her ass and his pelvis ground down on her aching clit each time he pushed inside. Her nipples were so hard they hurt and every rasp of the gold chain was like a lightning bolt zinging straight through her body to her core. Unbelievable tension coiled in her womb and tightened her spine. And still he kept stroking, hard, deep and excruciatingly slowly.
     
    She lay splayed on the lounger like some sort of primitive virgin sacrifice. Her feet hung over the edge and her hands fisted in the cushions. Her hips rose to meet his with increasing need.
     
    “Damien!” she cried out, her body trying to crest a peak that was just out of reach. She leaned up and tugged one of his flat nipples into her mouth then bit down just enough to get his attention before she fell back against the lounge.
     
    “Is that what you want?” he asked. “You want my mouth on you?”
     
    “Please.” Her voice came out as shallow gasp. “Suck me, Damien. Please!”
     
    “With pleasure, mon ange .” He wrapped the gold chain of her necklace around one nipple and tugged it tight, then leaned down and took the other sensitive peak between his lips. He didn’t waste time, just did exactly what she wanted and drew hard, pulling her breast deep into the warm recesses of his mouth. The pressure was precisely what she liked—firm and steady and just this side of pain.
     
    At the same time he pulled at the chain, stimulating the other nipple as well. Then he quickened the pace of his hips, driving faster and unbelievably deeper into her. When he added his teeth and bit down, she screamed his name and came, her inner walls convulsing around him as a fresh rush of cream coated his shaft. He nipped again and rammed himself up inside her channel, then held himself deep while she felt the hot gush of life-giving seed fill her womb. She pulsed around him as he spurted, the contractions caressing him and prolonging the pleasure for them both.
     
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    “Well, do you think we can make it all the way off the roof this time?” They lay on their sides on the lounge, facing each other and fighting for breath.
     
    “Umm-hmm. Assuming I can manage to stand.” Katie raised a hand to caress the rugged line of Damien’s jaw. “How about you?”
     
    “If there’s any possibility of a snack down there, I think I can convince the muscles to work.” Damien toyed idly with the ends of Katie’s hair. His stomach rumbled loudly, punctuating his response.
     
    “Well, if gargoyles don’t mind grilled cheese or tomato soup, I think we can arrange that.”
     
    “Sounds fine to me. And no, we don’t eat gravel or sand, or anything like that.” He stretched then clambered to his feet before reaching out a hand to help Katie off the lounge. They gathered her basket and his clothing then turned off the hot tub and the lights before descending the staircase.
     
    Once they reached the kitchen, Katie drew her loose cotton robe out of her basket and slipped it over her head while Damien pulled on a pair of supple black leather pants. He set the matching heavy boots and bomber jacket aside while she turned to the refrigerator.
     
    “Do you