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He added a second finger. Curved them. Found a spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes.

“Brevan, I can’t—I’m going to?—”

“Then come.” His mouth sealed over me. Sucked hard.

I shattered. The orgasm hit like lightning. My body clamped down around his fingers. Waves of pleasure rolling through me. I cried out. Didn’t care who heard.

My legs gave out.

He caught me. Lifted me easily. Carried me to the stone block and laid me down.

I was still shaking. Still feeling aftershocks.

He stood over me. Started stripping off his clothes. The shirt revealed gray skin marked with gold traceries. Lean muscle. Absolutely gorgeous.

Then he unfastened his pants.

His cock was thick. Hard. The broad triangular head already glistening. And along the shaft, those soft flanges that I’d read about but never imagined would look so...

I wanted him inside me. Now.

“Come here,” I said.

He moved between my legs. The head of his cock pressed against me. Hot. Ready.

“Look at me,” he said.

I met his eyes. Red. Dark. Full of want.

“I need you to understand something.” His voice was strained. “When I’m inside you, it’s going to feel different. Intense. Those flanges are designed to give pleasure. They’re going to move. Flex. You’re going to feel everything.”

“Good.”

“Carys—”

“I want everything.”

He pushed forward.

The broad head breached me. Stretched me. Fuller than I’d ever been. I gasped.

He paused. “Too much?”

“Not enough. More.”

He pushed deeper. Inch by impossible inch. The flanges dragged along my inner walls. Soft ridges that flexed and rippled with each movement. Creating friction. Pressure. Sensation that built and built.

When he was fully seated, I felt impossibly full. Stretched. Complete.

“You feel incredible,” he said. His voice was wrecked. “So tight. So perfect around me.”

“Move.”

He withdrew slowly. The flanges rippled and flexed on the way out. Stimulating nerve endings I didn’t know I had.

Then he thrust back in. Deep. The triangular head hit something inside me that made me see stars.

“Yes,” I gasped. “Like that.”