Compilation Of Short Stories
There was a sharp, burning sting of adjustment, but it was quickly consumed by the overwhelming rightness of it, the feeling of a lock she never knew she had finally finding its key.
He began to move, a slow, deep, relentless rhythm that stole the air from her lungs. Each thrust was a deliberate, powerful surge, hitting a place deep inside her that made her see stars. The friction was exquisite, the feeling of his skin against hers, the smell of their coupling mixing with the scent of the forest, it was the most primal, most intensely erotic experience of her life.
“You are mine,” he growled against her ear, his hips pounding into her with increasing force. “Your courage is mine. Your fire i