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I searched her eyes. She wasn’t talking about the fighting pit.

“You don’t want to be a Prize anymore,” I said.

“I never wanted to be anyone’s ‘Prize.’ I’m okay with belonging to someone. Because then you belong to me too.”

She ran her fingers through mine.

“Is there a way we can be together without having to be here? A way for us to escape?”

“There’s no way out of here. Many prisoners have tried. Some even succeeded and got outside the walls but they’re always found dead a few days later. No one can survive outside.”

She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. It wasn’t just a regular kiss. It was full of heart and passion and I succumbed to it quickly.

She drew me down on top of her. She smelled so good—even when we used the same soap and water. She felt good too. So soft and warm beneath me.

“‘Are you sure you can do this?” I said.

“Are you kidding? I need this.”

She pulled my T-shirt off over my head and smiled as she took me in. She ran her hands over my muscles.

“Better than a fat tub of lard?” I said

“Much.”

I pressed down on her and kissed her cheeks, her neck, and worked my way down to her breasts. I could never get enough of those things. I nibbled at them between my teeth and flicked them with my tongue. They turned hard almost immediately.

I kissed down her feminine body to her delicate folds and strummed it with my tongue.

She groaned. After our previous few times practicing, I knew exactly what she liked. Within five minutes, she had her first orgasm. She bucked her hips the way she always did when she came, and rode my fingers as I rubbed her back and forth.

Her clit was always very sensitive after the first orgasm, so I slipped my finger inside and worked her g-spot instead. A good thing the Lord saw fit to build her with two buttons for me to push. I could work one and then the other, back and forth for as long as either of us could stand.

I was already hard as a rock when I pulled my pants off and lay on top of her. I looked down at her spread beneath me.

So soft and ready… and waiting.

I could already feel her wetness on my thigh.

I took my cock and placed it at her opening.

“Kren,” she said, winding her fingers through my hair.

“Mm?”

“I want you to finish inside me.”

“What?”

“I don’t want you to come in your hand this time. I want to feel you inside me.”

I looked away from her.

“It doesn’t matter where I do it.”

“It does to me.”

What she was asking me to do… I shook my head.

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