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I kissed her until we both ran out of oxygen. I filled my hands with her flesh and my arms with her person. It was so good to hold her, to caress her without boundaries. Claiming one of her breasts, I kneaded it gently in my hold, thumbing her nipple and strumming it until she groaned. Then I relinquishedher lips and flicked her erect bud with my tongue before I gorged, filling my mouth with her flesh.

She arched her back and mewled, reminding me how sensitive her nipples had always been. In the name of fairness, I turned my attention to her other nipple. I loved the feel of it as it rolled in my mouth, hard like a pebble, but also pliant to my lips.

When I returned to devour her mouth, her fingers ringed my areolas and teased the pricks of my nipples. They slid down the center of my body, then detoured to trace the squares that defined my abdomen. Her touch burned through me, inflaming my desire. My dick stood even taller.

“Open your legs,” I said. “Lift your knees.”

Her pupils contracted into tiny dots, small circles floating in her pale irises as her eyes shone with diamond speckles. Her breasts pushed against my chest and her soft belly rubbed over my hard stomach at the cadence of her quick rasps. She unfolded her legs from beneath me and wrapped them around my waist.

Rolling my hips, I smeared my tip on the generous pool moistening her entrance. No latex between us, just me, her, and her juices. “Fuck, Thena. You feel so good.”

The sexy moan that came from her throat almost destroyed my control. I pushed in, only a little, widening her opening right before I retreated.

“Stay,” she whispered. “I need you. I swear I may die if you don’t fuck me right now.”

“Now we’re playing fair.” I gave her a little more.

She hissed then curled her hips, taking in more of me.

I gasped at the feel of her tight walls squeezing around me. “Easy now.”

“Fair is fair.” She smiled up at me and tightened her inner walls again. “It’s my turn to tease you.”

I laughed and groaned at the same time.

Gliding deeper inside her, I found her tight, warm, anddrenched, eager and ready to be loved the way she deserved. She felt beyond amazing, exquisite. Her eyes closed and her body replied to my every movement, no matter how slow I kept my explorations.

“I want Dash, unleashed.” Desire smoldered in her eyes. “I want us, the way we were.”

“Well, then.” I pumped my hips and, gliding on her arousal, dove deeper. “Who am I to deny my goddess’s wishes?”

***

Thena

I gasped and arched beneath Dash, enjoying his full return to my body. I loved feeling his thickness and length as he traveled inside me, advancing and then retreating at just the right rhythm, sometimes slow and deep, sometimes fast and shallow.

The stars framed his face as he hovered over me, and yet all the light in the world radiated from his eyes. With each thrust, his brown irises lightened into a kaleidoscope of whiskey hues. His brows drew together, and his mouth straightened, a gesture of concentration I remembered well.

His body tensed, a display of gorgeous masculinity. Braced on his elbows, his biceps thickened at the flex. I ran a hand over the lovely muscles of his back and settled my other hand on the chiseled perfection of his glutes. He reacted to my touch, pumping harder.

Buried inside me, the vibrant feel of his flesh replaced the emptiness that had haunted my life for three years. His strokes sent bliss careening through my body, unleashing the most extraordinary sensations. With every slide, he claimed my depths and challenged my grip, rubbing against that special spot that made the stars flash like novas.

How had I lived without this? Without him? How had I survived?

He pushed deeper, harder. My nerves sparkled withintimate sensations. His touch was all that mattered. My walls tightened around him, unleashing spikes of pleasure everywhere.

He was one man making love to me, but he was also so much more. He was the ardent young lover who’d waited to learn pleasure with the young woman I’d been. The college student who visited every weekend to inflict his body’s delights on mine. The Marine who once snuck out of training to break his own record of Thena orgasms in the back of a rental. The Raider who traded war for pleasure in my body every time he returned home from a mission.

He was all facets of his life contained in one powerful body, the amalgamation of all his befores, the complete, updated Dash. I’d loved him in all his iterations, and now I loved him even more in his latest version.

My erotic high had my body rocketing through layers of pleasure. His mouth captured mine, a desperate meeting of lips and tongues. He slid his mouth down my neck, kissing, licking, and tickling my skin with the very edge of his teeth. The shade of his beard rasped softly against my skin. I writhed and rocked my hips, meeting his thrusts, whimpering his name, urging him to take his pleasure with me.

“Yes,” I whispered when he sucked on my nipple. “Oh, yes,” I cried out when his pace quickened. “Dashiell Dagger, you’re mine.” The ferocity in my voice shocked me even as I raked my teeth over the spot where his neck joined his shoulder. “You’re my man, built for me, only me.”

“Athena Astor, I’m yours,” he rasped in my ear, pumping harder and faster. “I’ve always belonged to you. My life is yours. Everything I am is yours. My heart lives only inside of yours.”

The climax struck me. In his arms I rediscovered pleasure, infinite and timeless, roaring through my body, rushing to fill my soul. Reaching for a bliss as pure as Iremembered, I knew that never again would I deny myself the man I loved.

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