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He doesn’t hold back. With a growl, he fucks into me like a feral beast, his hips slapping against my ass in an erotic symphony. The smell of our bodies joining fills the room, musky and thick, slightly humid. It’s heady. It’s addicting. I wish I could bottle it up and wear it as the best-smelling perfume.

“I want to look at ye when I claim ye,” he pants, pulling out of me completely. A wet, bubbly pft comes from my lady bits, and a blush settles across my face. “She needs to say excuse me next time.” I roll onto my back, gaping up at him. “What? It’s only good manners.”

With that, he slams back into me. My back arches off the floor, the carpet digging into my shoulder blades as his trouser snake slithers through my fertile garden.

“Plant your seed inside me!” I scream it like a battle cry, clawing at the dirty carpet, stirring up dust and pet hair from a pet I don’t even have.

“I never want this to end.” His words are accentuated with each punishing thrust, and my hand moves to my love button. It moves in a blur as I stroke myself, causing my body to tremble with desire.

Our eyes lock as he saws in and out of me. Sweat coats every inch of his skin, dripping and sliding in thick rivulets. Reaching up, I drag my finger through the perspiration and suck it into my mouth.

His salty deliciousness coats my tongue, and my eyes roll back. His flavor is enough to shove me over the edge, and I cry out as my release barrels right through me.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

And he doesn’t. He doesn’t stop fucking me, as if his life depends on it. His unrelenting thrusting drags my orgasm on longer than it’s ever gone before—so long, I’m positive I’m seconds away from blacking out. But then he screams, high-pitched but still manly, and stills.

“Fill me up!” I cry. “Fill my canal with that baby juice!”

His spunk dribbles out of my overstuffed hole, sliding down my pussy lips and onto my asshole. He stares down at me, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath.

“For a virgin, you’re really good at that,” I tell him, breathing heavily. He laughs as he drops forward, hovering above me and pressing his lips against mine.

When my eyes flutter open, I smile up at him. I don’t know how I got so lucky falling in love with a man like him—well, no. I don’t know how I was so lucky that a man like him fell in love with me.

A split second passes and I jolt upright, shoving him away. My mouth falls open as I take in his full form.

“What?” he asks, sounding alarmed. The only thing I can do is lift my hand and point at him. He looks down at himself, patting over his chest and chiseled abs. “What?!”

“You’re…”

“What!”

“You’re…whole. You’re not see-through anymore! You’re not a ghost!” An excited laugh bubbles out of me, and I launch myself at him, hugging him tightly. “Oh my God! You’re here forever! You’re mine!” I pepper his face with kisses as he holds me against his chest. “You’re whole!”

“I’m whole. I’m here. I’m yours.” He kisses me again, letting his lips linger against mine. I rest my forehead against his, smiling.

“Mine.”

“Forever.”

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