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    frightening how hungry they were for each other. Candice ached all over as desire started to spin out of control.
    He deliberately pried open her mouth and delved inside, plundering her. He took nibbles of her lower lip as if she were a noontime snack. Blade licked, she moaned, and both of them shook with need. He intoxicated her. He could do nothing she wouldn’t enjoy.
     
    Blade raised his head until he was a mere breath away and devoured the sight of Candice Warner. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her tits flushed and trembling.
    She looked like…sex. Candice pulsated with life, and her body was so fucking lush, Blade couldn’t stand taking it slow. She was all that a woman should be, and more.
    Her tousled hair and rosy cheeks were the prettiest things Blade had ever seen. Her lips, devoid of any lipstick, were as succulent as ripe peaches. He could eat at them for hours. He’d never be able to slake himself of Candice’s sweet honey.
    There was something else Blade spotted. His mark. He stared at the purple bruise of his bite on her neck and something inside him snapped. A floodgate opened, and a primal, fiery need to mate came over him.
    “Candice.” His voice was a scrape of gravel in his throat. Blade sat motionless on top of her and waited until her eyes fluttered open. “Turn over,” he demanded.
    He rose up on his knees and moved back, allowing her enough space to do as he bid.
    When she was lying on her stomach, he simply grabbed her waist with both hands and raised her up on her knees. Once she was on all fours, he had a perfect view of her round ass, but her legs pressed shyly together.
    “I won’t hurt you, baby,” he said tenderly as he placed a kiss to her sweet, heart-shaped bottom. “Open for me.”
    Blade slipped one hand between her thighs, beyond pleased when she spread her knees apart. She was completely exposed to him now. Blade groaned like an animal in pain.
     
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    Her pink pussy was swollen and ready. Her pretty, dark pubic hair was a dense, protective covering, as if it defended some precious gem.
    God, she was magnificent.
    Blade reached out and covered her mound with his hand, cupping her. “Mine,” he commanded, and he plunged one finger between her already wet labia. Candice’s back arched and she fairly purred. He stroked her inner muscles and felt them tighten around his finger. Even after three orgasms, she was still so responsive. Over and over, Blade stroked, building the fires higher. It wasn’t until he reached around her hips and took her clit between his finger and thumb, rolling and squeezing, that Candice flew apart, screaming and bucking against his hands.
    As her body came back down to earth, Candice collapsed onto the bed. Blade smiled in triumph. Her body would be a tight, slippery heat now, and he couldn’t wait another second to be inside her.
    Blade pulled up her bottom, placed a fat feather pillow under her hips so that her ass was in the air, then covered her with his body. Anchoring his arms on either side of her ribcage, he ordered, “Look at me.”
    When she turned and stared at him, her eyes at half-mast, he reached one hand between their bodies and positioned himself against her entrance. Holding her gaze, Blade slipped slowly into her for the first time. Candice threw her head back and moaned long and deep in a mixture of both pleasure and discomfort.
    “It’s too much, Blade.” She whimpered.
    Candice was much too tense, and her inner muscles clamped around him hard. “Just relax for me, baby. You’re too nervous.” He pushed the heavy fall of her hair out of her face and kissed her cheek. “I need you to calm down. Let’s not forget who you’re with.
    It’s just me, baby. You trust me, right?”
    When she hesitated, Blade moved his lips lower, kissing the long, elegant

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