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feel him plunging deep.
    “Are you protected from pregnancy?”
    “Yes,” Megan answered.
    Garfor added his hand to hers, and Megan sighed loudly when together, they freed his heavy cock. He repositioned, using his knees to further spread her thighs as he moved on top of her. Supporting himself on one arm, he guided his penis to her opening. She grabbed onto his shoulders and drew her feet up until her soles were flat on the bed. He placed his other hand on the mattress, stared into her eyes and slowly flexed his hips forward.
    The combination of his size and her lack of sexual activity in longer than she cared to remember had her digging her fingernails into his skin and whimpering. She let her eyelids fall and tried to help by lifting her butt a bit.
    “Be still,” he whispered, pulling back ever so slowly. “So tight, so hot.”
    Garfor lowered his upper body and slid his arms beneath her shoulders, cradling her close to his chest. Megan wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her heels to rest on his hips. With short, careful strokes, he pumped back and forth until his balls rested against her ass.
    “Oh my God!” she cried out as another, more powerful orgasm took her by surprise. Her inner muscles contracted, and she quivered from head to toe. He’s not even moving anymore , she thought with wonder.
    A sound, somewhere between a moan and a growl, was her only warning that things were about to change. Garfor’s grip tightened, and he set a fevered pace. Slow and easy was definitely over, and Megan was more than ready to take all he wanted to give. He pounded back and forth, stretching and filling her. She held on with both arms and legs and soared on wave after wave of glorious sensation. When he stiffened and came with a shout, Megan gasped for breath and prayed she didn’t lose consciousness as she flew apart again.
    “I’ve dreamt of this for so very long,” Garfor said after settling on his side facing her and smiling. He trailed a finger from her shoulder down her arm.
    “Yeah, I bet lots of guys probably fantasize about a woman begging them for sex.” Her embarrassment grew in direct correlation to the clearing of her brain from whatever sexual haze had consumed her. She was conservative, level-headed and definitely not a slut. “Believe it or not, I’ve never done anything remotely similar to this in my life.” Megan attempted to put her clothes into some kind of order. “I’ve only had one lover, for God’s sake, and I married him before sleeping with him.”
    Garfor stopped her fidgeting by taking both of her hands in his. “The Slaterine soul bond is legendary in its intensity.”
    “I’m one hundred percent Earthling, but thanks for trying to make me feel less trampy.” She mustered a small grin.
    “Race is immaterial, and the soul bond is about so much more than the physical, Megan. Can you deny that you felt a deep connection with me from the moment we met?”
    “No, but, I was scared and—”
    “Can you deny you were also drawn to Rork and Loban as soon as you saw them?”
    She didn’t hear anger or jealousy in his voice. Megan stared at him, searching for displeasure in his expression and found none. “No, I can’t deny either, but both things really freak me out.”
    “Rork, Loban and I are also soul bonded, but we don’t have intercourse with each other. We’re destined to share one woman, our swaya; you.”
    He leaned forward and tried to kiss her. Megan turned her cheek and shimmied up into a sitting position.
    “So you’re telling me that your soul mate can come from any planet in any galaxy?”
    “Yes.”
    “Must be damn hard to find her.” Megan hoped he caught her sarcasm.
    “We are certainly blessed by the Gods to have found you. Many search their whole lives, to no avail.”
    “What happens then? I’m not buying that guys like you live without the, um, company of women for any length of time.” Her face, and other parts of her person heated as