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of the door would know what they were doing.
She barely managed to open her eyes, and Tor had never looked more intent. He
watched her, his creamy white skin flushed while his lips formed a thin line and dark
eyes glowed almost black. Thick hair framed his face, falling to curls that bordered his
thick neck. She stretched her fingers over his shoulders, dropping her gaze to the thick
muscle that twitched as she touched it.
He lifted her, allowing room to move inside her, while his fingers dug into her soft
ass. She held onto him, her legs wrapped around his waist. His cock stroked her pussy,
reaching depths she didn t know a man could hit. Something about the way Tor looked
at her, he knew he created sensations that rippled with every movement he made. He
knew he brought her to a point she hadn t been to before.
He gritted his teeth, moving slowly, swelling and throbbing inside her. God, he had
to have a cock larger than any other man.
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A vein popped in his forehead, a dark thin line. He wouldn t last much longer. The
movement was slow, but so damned intense she swore the room spun around them.
Everything was a blur but his face.
You re going to come with me, he growled, muscles in his arms bulging as he
increased movement.
His cock stroked her harder faster. Heat built between them, fire coursing through
her while his face turned red.
Holding on for dear life, she no longer focused on the perfection of his body.
Focusing on his hard packed muscle was impossible. He took her over the edge with
him and all she could do was hold on, pray she didn t pass out. Never in her life had
she experienced such a ride.
Tor, she cried out, forgetting about the world around them.
Light flashed before her eyes, the wall stopping her head from falling back as the
dam broke inside her. Tor gripped her, grinding hard and fast into her while a growl
ripped through him ferocious enough that he sounded like a deadly animal.
She collapsed against roped muscle, desperately trying to catch her breath. She
didn t realize he carried her away from the wall until he slowly slid out of her. Then she
slid down him, her feet submerging into cool water.
Somehow, he whispered, brushing his lips over hers. Our worlds will accept
each other.
Hopefully, she agreed, although at the moment she d probably agree with
anything he said.
He ran water from a silver stem coming out of the wall and washed water over
them before getting their clothes.
One thing she knew, she wanted this man around for a long time. Never had she
been more fulfilled, more satisfied, and at the same time craving more of him.
Two people sat with their backs to them when Tor led the way through the control
room. The large cave, with its cool, damp rock floor, seemed like something she d seen
on old movies that she used to watch as a kid from the windows of video stores. But
this wasn t fiction.
When they reached the tunnel of water, Tor jumped in, but then surfaced quickly,
brushing hair from his face and looking up at her. She jumped in next to him, relishing
how the water soaked through her pores, which had barely had a chance to dry out
while in his office. What a life it would be to have water like this at her disposal all the
time.
He pulled her down with him. More than aware of everywhere his hands touched
her, she did her best to focus on swimming. He moved under the water so much easier
than she did. Trying to match the way he kicked, the way he moved one arm while
holding her to him with the other, she finally gave up. He kept her pressed against him,
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gliding through the dark tunnel with the ease of someone who d obviously done this all
his life.
It was as if he sensed when her lungs began burning. His hair floated around his
strong face. His eyes wide open in the dark tunnel, he studied her, and then raised his
hand to reach behind her ears.
The way he stroked her gills, a simple movement, was like bubbles rushing through
her. He had a way of touching her, caressing the sensitive area, a small motion with one
finger, yet it made her tingle to her toes.
Maybe she was giving him a funny facial expression, but he smiled, a sincere
friendly grin, while little bubbles rose between them in the water.
He pulled his hand away the second her gills opened, tucked her against him again,
and rushed through the underground water. He moved quickly, keeping them centered
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