My orgasm hit me like a freight train, overriding every other function of my body. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Every single sense was so overwhelmed with passion, pleasure, and bliss that there wasn’t room for anything else. It should have been torture, but it wasn’t. It was the most delicious existence, and I was rapidly growing addicted to it.“Shit, Felicia, the way you’re squeezing me…” Cas groaned. Somehow, despite the neural storm going on in my head, I felt him empty into me and it ramped up my climax. Everything grew more intense, and it lingered for what had to be nearly a minute before I collapsed into my mattress, Cas falling beside me.“Holy shit…” I muttered once I was capable of speech, which was either a few minutes or a few years later. I couldn’t really tell.“Holy shit, agreed,” Cas answered, and I did feel the tiniest inflation of my ego that he sounded equally spent. Surely wearing out a shifter had to be some sort of badge of honor. Again, probably not som
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