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He stroked her vulva, with his fingers, and noticed how wet she was, how ready for his cock. He pressed himself into her, not giving his cock a chance to go soft.
"Oh!" she cried out.
"Yes!" Amelia cried out and pushed back against him, taking his cock even deeper. "Please, I need you!"
Something feral in him wanted to take her fast and hard, not caring about her pleasure, just using her body until he climaxed. He wanted her to take all of her, he wanted to mate with her and breed her and possess her. But he forced himself to take a breath, letting go of his grip on her shoulder. He moved his hands to her hips and began to move inside her.
She was so warm and wet and tight. He made myself slow down, made myself rock back and forth with small, gentle movements, buried deep inside her. He would make this last. He would bring her to her own brink, wouldn't let himself go until he felt the rhythm of her release.
