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Soon she was panting, her skin flushed and dewy. A moan escaped her as the now silent head of the vibrator probed her dewy gate. With little warning Nate began pushing and twisting it against her heated flesh. Her body arched, her pussy gripping the narrow length as it slid up inside of her. Her breath caught and her body stiffened as it began to buzz between her spread legs with a jolt. Pulsing shocks of incredible sensation tore through her. She had never experienced anything so intense, like lightening shooting through her pussy. Nate leaned over her, licking and suckling on her breasts, he took his other hand to her second breast as he take the other in his mouth.

She could feel the magic spreading — into her breasts, down her spine, even into the sensitive skin behind her knees and along the back of her neck. By the time she turned the fourth page, every single letter in the entire library had become an erogenous zone. The simple act of remembering the title of any book on the shelves made her clit throb. Reciting the Dewey decimal system in her head made her nipples ache. The tentacles celebrated her total corruption.

Irreverent need when the levy finally breaks. When all the sensations shatter into the stars I see mid-day. And the pain I’ve always known is washed with the colors of Wonderlight. I ride the sensation. The Demon’s mouth with reckless abandon, half expecting to find horns on either side of his head with the sounds he’s making. I swear Sai’s impossibly long tongue reaches the core. The pinnacle of everything I thought I knew. Stabbing it. Ending the notions impossible. Incapable as he sucks every last drop of the climax flooding from between my trembling thighs.

"I think you'll like this even better." The sensation was intense, filling me in a way I hadn't anticipated. It wasn't uncomfortable, exactly, but it was... different. More dynamic. I could feel it shifting slightly with each breath I took. "Fuck," I hissed, my fingers digging into the rough bark of the tree. "What is that?" "Ah ah," Sebastian admonished, giving my ass a light swat. "No questions. Just feel." I bit my lip, trying to focus on the sensations coursing through my body. The metal balls in my pussy, the clamps on my nipples and clit, and now this new intrusion in my ass – it was almost overwhelming.

She felt like she was drowning in sensation, in him. Her head fell back on her scream, landing on Apollo’s shoulder. His other hand glided over her sensitive skin. Over her stomach, up her ribs, through the valley of her breasts to the line of her throat. Her skin burned wherever he touched, her body opening under his hand like heated wax. Each slow stroke deepened her need, twisted it tighter, made her tremble uncontrollably.

It was a cascade of warmth, softness, and an inexplicable wetness that enveloped him wholly, catching him in a mesh of astonishing sensations that left him without comparison. Each inch he delved deeper brought forth waves of astonishing sensations, her inner walls caressing and clinging to his cock with a strength that was intoxicating. It was more than physical, it was a spiritual elevation, a journey through corridors of warmth and affection that only intensified as he sunk further into her enveloping softness.

The sensation sends waves of pleasure through my entire body. His fingers join the play. They slide along my folds. They tease my entrance. I squirm on the desk. My pussy throbs with a desperate need for more. He pushes one finger inside me. The stretch burns in the sweetest way. My walls clench around him. He pumps slowly. His tongue circles my clit at the same time. Both sensations make me whimper. His eyes gleam with romance as he looks up at me. The connection feels deep and unbreakable. He adds a second finger. He stretches me wider. The wet sound fills the quiet room. I rock my hips. I meet his thrusts. I coat his hand with my juices. He groans. The vibration pushes against my clit. It

Her breaths rushed from her nostrils and then, not able to suck in enough air through her nose, she gave up and gulped in mouthfuls, her chest heaving against the mattress as she fought the bombardment of divergent sensations. Pain. Pleasure. Fear. Arousal. Powerlessness. Strength. Unrelenting pleasure. Safety. Comfort. His possession. “I’ll take care of you afterward,” he murmured as he leaned forward, his cock stroking through her distended opening. “This is for me.”

His golden eyes flicked up to mine, burning as his mouth moved faster, his tongue pressing harder, his lips sucking until I thought I might lose my mind. The one behind me bent his head to my neck, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he whispered, “So sweet… so eager… you’re ours.” His hot breath made me shiver all over again, my core clenching around nothing as I squirmed helplessly in their hands. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. All I could do was drown in the sensations they gave me, every stroke, every pinch, every lick sending me higher and higher until I felt like I was about to break apart completely.

“Alive. Desperate for more. For your hands. For your approval.” He closed the book with a soft snap. “Good.” He stepped closer, shadow falling over me. “Describe your body right now. Every sensation. Truthfully.”