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clenched greedily. She fixed her gaze on his sinful mouth as he tugged the folds of her clit upward and lashed the throbbing bud with his tongue. His fingers pumped inside her, increasing the sweet tension in her core.
    “Don’t stop...don’t ever stop...”she mumbled between gasps.
    He pushed deeper, curved his fingers up and found her g-spot. Hard, short thrusts. Sensations multiplied, pushing her to the edge.Meanwhile, his tongue continued its assault. Flick, flick, flick, swirl, swirl, suck. Her arms buckled and her fingers tore into the bed sheet. The onslaught of her orgasm began deep inside her, then that little bud shuddered with unbearable pleasure, multiple times. Her cries turned to breathless whimpers as she trembled long after the ebbing climax.
    Julien came up on his knees, his sexy mouth wet with her arousal. Finally catching her breath, she raked her gaze over him, her hands itching to explore his chiseled muscles. He touched his heavy cock, its tip beading with pre-cum. Her mouth watered. This angel would be her undoing.
    “See how much you turn me on, Lana?”
    A low purr unfurled in her throat. “Mmm...I want you, Julien.”
    He rose over her and took her mouth in a quick, hard kiss. The taste of her juice on him flamed her arousal. Then he shifted, scooped her breasts into his hands and pulled one aching tip into his mouth with a hungry moan. A cry broke in her throat as she arched into him and plunged her fingers into his dark hair. He sucked her flesh deep into his mouth, rolled his tongue over it, grazed with his teeth. He claimed the other tip, loving it with tongue lashes and nips until she writhed with pleasure.
    A predatory gleam flickered in his eyes as he straightened and closed his hands around her ankles. “When I first saw you, several thoughts and feelings hit me. One in particular was how much I wanted to fist my hand in that chestnut mane and take you from behind.”
    The next instant, Lana found herself on all fours, the full head of his cock pushing through her folds, the ends of her hair wrapped tightly around his hand. With one thrust, he filled her to the hilt. A frayed sound escaped her and she shut her eyes as a quiver arced through her. Exquisite. No other pleasure compared to Julien inside her. On instinct, her buttocks lifted, and with a growl of satisfaction, he smacked one cheek and drove into her with the fierceness of an angel warrior. She expected no less.
    Ripples converged and broke apart inside her, snagging her breath then pushing it out with a raw sound. The hard planes of his body pressed into her back as he caught one breast in his hand in a firm squeeze. His tongue laved the area near the pulse of her neck and she cried out at the unexpected bite.
    “You’ll bear my mark for several days,” he growled. “No other male will touch you.”
    A delicious shiver went through her and he drove the remaining coherent thoughts from her mind. She came apart with his name on her lips and felt him pulse inside her seconds later. In her erotic haze, she sensed her body collapsing, his strong arms tucking her against him.
     
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    The stroke of his fingers on her arm brought her out of a light sleep. She blinked, looked into the darkness of the room and nuzzled her face into soft feathers. Mmm...heavenly. With a start,she jerked her head up. “Julien, I’m lying on your wing.” Her voice was husky with notes of sleep and sex.
    “Shh, it’s fine.”
    When she realized it was the injured wing, she made to rise but his arm curved around her waist and pressed her body to his.
    “You’re not on the wound. Lie back down,” he urged.
    She rested her head back on the thick down and exhaled a content sigh. A gentle breeze stirred the curtain at the window, and she noticed the low ledge through the sheer material.
    “Do you fly out of that window?”
    “Occasionally, when I don’t feel like going up to the roof.”
    She linked her fingers with his. “It must be