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“I’ve told many lies in my time. I cannot deny that. Truth has not always been my friend. But when I say this to you, it is meant with more sincerity than I can rightly express: you are the most beautiful female I have ever seen.”
“Yes,” Arc said. “Scream for me, Samantha. Let the whole city know you are in the throes of ecstasy.”
White-hot pleasure burst inside her. She came with a guttural cry that quickly turned into a scream as his fingers and tail quickened. Heat flooded Samantha, and her body spasmed, locking up tight. She squeezed her eyes shut, arched her back and reared her head, gritting her teeth as rapture tore her apart and pieced her together again. It was ruthless; it was blistering; it was sublime.
“Once your clothing is in tatters, I’m going to run my tongue over every centimeter of your body. I’m going to taste every bit of you, and when I thrust my tongue between your thighs, my flower, your body is going to gift me your sweet nectar. I’ll drink my fill of you, and you will beg me to take ever more.”
“And only when your need is so great that the only thing you can do is cry out my name in a desperate plea will I bury myself deep inside your body and claim you as mine. But even then, I’ll take my time, because you are my prize. Each deliberate stroke will drive you mad, and when I finally deign to grant you release, you will shatter against me.”
“Even when I was a slave, I never belonged so wholly to anyone as I do you.”