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Zane's POVMoans, cries, grunts, skin hitting skin, Freya's wet white hair sticking to her skin that was slick with sweat.Her claws had scratched me every part of my skin she could find. The resulting pain only served to sharpen the raw pleasure that bloomed thick in me….and if I wasn't careful, would burst prematurely.She was too intensely aroused. And this is me putting it mildly. Very very mildly.Her pussy juices were leaking out of her in gushes and dripping down onto my study desk. This was making her slide up and down the desk, her perfect tits bouncing in my face.I watched her go. Her glossy blue eyes were rolled backwards so properly only the whites remained while I railed her without mercy. Gods, she was incredibly beautiful.I pinched her swollen, hard nipple just a little but it was hard enough to send her eyes flying open and her gasping. This soft action contrasted sharply with how hard I was fucking her. "You're forgetting something, sweetheart. Do you remember what
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Freya's POVHe didn't move to kiss me at first. His whiskey orbs ping-ponged both of my eyes like he was searching for something. I always wondered what he wanted to find whenever he looked at me this way. My mind flashed back to our first intimate moments that happened in his brooding nest after meeting in the woods that fateful night I tried to escape this castle. I wasn't his mate then. Just Darius's sex slave.He looked at me the same way he was looking at me now. Hopeful? Maybe. I wasn't sure. It was almost as if he was convincing himself to face the reality–which was no longer brutal or haunting but….me, his mate– and let down his defenses. That it was okay. That I was here. That he didn't have anything to worry about. That he didn't need to hide from me. That he was never going to go rabid as long as I was by his side.I watched him for a moment then I let out a little sigh. I figured I needed to make a bolder move to initiate sex. So, I unlaced my fingers from his neck and ste
