Claiming Cassidy
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But Rune had learned discipline from harsh teachers, so he clamped down hard on his control. He’d damn well bring her before he went over.
As if reading his mind, Cassidy wrapped her endless legs around his waist and began to hunch her hips in short, teasing strokes that tested his control. “How long do you think you can hold it, stud?”
He gritted his teeth. “Longer than you.”
“I don’t think so.” But to his satisfaction, she was panting.
Tits of the Goddess, he liked her. Liked her defiance, her determination to win, her intelligence.
And of course, he loved her lush little body, from those snapping green eyes to those full breasts to the tight, creamy cunt and long, long legs. She was everything he’d ever wanted. And he was damn well going to claim her.
So Rune reared off her, scooped her long legs up, draped her calves over his shoulders, and slid back into her again. Just to make sure she got the full effect, he thrummed his thumb over her hard little clit.
She might be stubborn, but so was he.
Cassidy caught her breath as delight drove up her spine like a spike.
God, he was good.
She could see how close he was. She knew she could have forced him over, but in this position, Alrigo was in firmly in control.
And he felt like a beamer cannon in her cunt – thick, hard, merciless. Every single stroke maddened her, an effect heightened by his thumb circling her clit. She fought to hold her climax off, determined not to give in until he came.
Then he rose up on his knees, leaned hard against her, and ground. “Come,” he rumbled, with a single devastating stroke across her tight pearl timed for just the right moment.
Her climax came boiling out of nowhere, savage and irresistible. With a cry of mingled ecstasy and frustration, she came, her back arching with the frenzy of her orgasm.
“Yes,” he growled. “Yes!”
Alrigo threw his head back and slammed his hips against hers, circling hard, pounding deep. Spurring her climax to jolting new heights as he roared and came, the tendons standing rigid on his muscular throat, every muscle in stark relief.
The sweet, dark pleasure was merciless, a luscious firestorm that went on and on. By the time it retreated, Cassidy felt drained and boneless, sprawled beneath Rune’s hot weight in the leaves.
With a groan, Alrigo dropped her legs and collapsed over her, fists braced on the ground. Panting hard, he grinned into her eyes. “I’ll have you yet.”
Cassidy snarled at him even with her nervous system still jolting from the ferocity of her climax. “Fuck off.”
He laughed, a long, rolling boom of delight and anticipation. “I never said it would be easy.”
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The End.
(This e-book will be release in its entirety Dec 2005)