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people used the shells of nuts. At last she was undressed and her small breasts were free. Being such a slight build she did not need the bindings women of his culture wore. No, her lovely, coral-tipped buds sprang free and open for his taste.
    Ariana sighed and turned her head. Her eyes were still closed, but her lips wore the bright hue of desire. That innocence and trust sent him nearly over the edge. To think, they had never met before the sun crested over the treetops and now she lay nearly bare beneath him.
    His injury throbbed, but he ignored the pain. Once he’d been bitten by a shark, but he controlled his agony long enough to seek aid. And he’d not let this moment slip by due to the careless twist of an ankle.
    Andreus dipped his head to her shimmering skin. Lapping the tight knot of her nipple, he felt her shift beneath him. Her hips slid sideways, then jerked upward.
    Pleasure. She would feel it, know it, crave it before he was through with her. This angel from the trees would not return to her foolish lover to be used in such a crass manner. No, all women, no matter their size, had bodies made for worship.
    He moved to the other breast, swirling the peak with his tongue, nipping it between his teeth. She cried out, arched her back.
    Heat flooded his legs, strained his cock. It leapt, restless for release.
    Darkness descended upon them in the make-shift hut. Lit only by the low fire and twinkling stars, Andreus still saw the flowing silver strands of her hair. She was beautiful. His little bird.
    She tasted like the sweetest fruit as he licked his way down her stomach. But it wasn’t until his lips rested upon the silky strands of her mound did Ariana’s breath catch.
    “What are you…?” Her voice cracked, then died away.
    The man who took her virginity showed her nothing of bliss. The only desire that night had been his. Andreus would take no pleasure of his own until Ariana had found hers.
    Without answering her question, he kissed the inside of her velvety thighs. She wriggled beneath him, igniting the fervor he tried to keep restrained.
    Plunging forth, he licked her mound, then thrust his tongue within the folds. She bucked her hips, but he wrapped his hands around her waist to hold her still.
    Insistent on her finding gratification, Andreus licked and suckled her sensitive pearl. He lapped her cream, oily and sweet like the toko tree nut, like a winged goddess should taste.
    Ariana clenched her thighs around his head, dug her fingers into his hair. He felt the tension in her rise, stretch. But he was relentless in his pursuit. He wanted this woman to have the ecstasy she deserved. Come morning, she would not want to leave his side.
    He rolled the glistening pearl under his tongue, bringing a cry to her lips. “Please…oh, please!”
    Andreus knew what she cried for. More than just his tongue within her damp folds, she yearned for fulfillment. His cock begged to be the one to assuage her need. It swelled, then pumped out a small trickle of fluid.
    But it was too soon for that. He wanted more control over his actions when he finally took her. Right now he was too rampant, too wild to last long.
    Instead, he pulled his mouth away from her and slipped two fingers deep inside her wet channel.
    Ariana’s sob echoed in the forest behind them. Her sheath convulsed, flooded his skin. Hips jerking, she rose up on her elbows, panting.
    Her flushed skin and swollen lips spiked a raging urgency.
    Unashamed, he reached beneath his cloth and stroked his cock. Her hot eyes watched him, heightening his arousal, pushing him harder, faster.
    Clenching his jaw, he jerked four, five times. Then with a tight squeeze of his fist, he roared into the night air and sprayed the pallet with his scalding fluid.

Chapter Three
    At daybreak, Ariana awoke. Even though nothing else had occurred after Andreus took her body in his mouth, her blood still hummed. Shivers skated along her spine.
    She glanced at him sleeping. His chest