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“Zodak,” he said, his hungers ramping up too quickly.

The door opened to his smiling angel. She grabbed his arm and pulled him in. He looked around at the suite, impressed with the immaculate décor. They spared zero expenses. He turned and froze at finding his angel naked. “Zeen,” he gushed as every kind of chemical and need flooded him.

She came before him and he stared down into her upturned smiling face, his muscles hard as stone. She reached up, her little hands barely reaching his neck. “Hold me,” she whispered, bouncing on her feet, excitement in her blue eyes.

His body didn’t need a brain to obey what it craved, closing his hands around her waist and lifting her onto him.

She laughed as she wrapped her legs around him, hands tightly around his neck now. “It’s like I’mridingyou.” Her face suddenly sobered as she stared at him. His fears surged when she grabbed his face and pulled his mouth to hers, bravely kissing him, her passion sending him in search of the bed. He’d had a million fantasies of making love to her slowly. Carefully. But the second he sat on the bed with her she pushed him back and fought to remove his clothes, her whimpers of need burning up all caution.

“I need you,” she begged, pushing him back down when he was naked and rubbing her body hungrily against his. “Please,” she begged, moving her pussy on his shaft between them till he was at the edge of reason, his hands on her ass, grinding her against his cock.

“Zeen,” he gasped as the heat sparked through him, filling his balls and mind. He leaned up and kissed her, his hunger overtaking his fears.

He put her beneath him, grunting when she captured his cock and moved it along her boiling slit. “Oh yes,” she pled, arching her back, pushing her tight tits against him. He palmed the bed next to her head and lifted enough to see her. His eyes shot between them where she held his cock and moved the head on her pussy, flicking her hips.

“Fuck, Zeen, yes.”

“I need you to fuck me,” she begged, placing him at the entrance of her tight heat then raising her arms above her head. “Fuckmesogood, Zo.”

He claimed her wrists and kissed her as he shoved inside her, growling at the scream she gave in his mouth. The back of his mind blared with warnings as he watched his cock move in and out of her body, slowly then quickly, pounding without mercy then slowly again, then more hammering till her perfect tits jerked to his furious passion.

His climax bit deep into his muscles and mind like a blackhole of ecstasy sucking him under. He held on to the feel of her body and the sound of her voice in his ear as he spun in the aftermath, his new hand humming and...

Zodak flew off the bed staring at it at, winded as the feeling slowly faded. Zeen. Terror shot his gaze to the bed where she watched him, her beautiful face pinched in worry.

“Zo?” she whispered.

He hurried to her and wrapped his arms around her, his breaths coming in bursts. “You’re okay,” he gushed, his muscles trembling from the panic of accidentally killing her again.

“I’m so perfect,” she said, her arms wrapped around his neck tightly as she pressed her herself into his chest. “It wasso goodZo,” she said in his ear. “I’ve never felt anything more amazing. I hope...it’s okay if we do it again?”

He pulled back, holding her face and kissing her. Softly. Slowly, his joy surging through his veins and turning his breaths thick with every emotion he’d never allowed himself to feel. “I need to go slowly with you Zeen. Help me,” he whispered.

“I’m not breakable,” she promised. “I like it when you...takeme so hard like that.”

His blood thickened in his cock. “Maybe I’m the breakable one,” he whispered on shaky breaths, petting her head and body softly. “I want... to explore every inch of my angel with a perfect precision. To slowly taste what I have craved so very long.” He took her face in his hands and stared deep into her eyes. “I want tosee you,Zeen.I want toseeevery bit of you when I have what I never dreamed I ever would.”

She lay on the bed and held her arms out to him. “Come, my King. Do everything you never dreamed of doing. Do it slowly and perfectly. And I will try not todiefrom it.” Her eyes got wide. “That was a joke,” she whispered.

He crawled over her and lowered to her mouth, kissing her. “A very bad joke.”

She gave a small giggle. “You know what I think you need? More than pleasuring my beautiful body with your beautiful body?”

“What is it, my hah-beeb?”

“I think you need...to laugh!” She dug her fingers into his ribs and he raised his brows at her.

“I’m not ticklish, Zeen,” he informed, raising up and eyeing her ribs now.

She pressed both hands on his chest with wide, sparkling eyes. “Don’t!” she warned in a squeal.

He moved his hands slowly over her body. “Don’t?”

“Zo, donot!” she warned.

He straddled her body with his legs when she attempted to escape then held her down with his hands, fingers at her sides. She kicked and screamed, bringing his laugh.

“I haven’t even tickled yet.” But now he did and her screaming, thrashing laughter brought his. “Seems my laughter comes when I tickle you, Zeen.”

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