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stared boldly at the large perfection of his naked cock. “I want you, Marrok,” she told him, her voice throaty. “No stopping this time. If you can't give it all to me, walk out of that door now. If you get in this bed, though, I expect to feel every hot, hard inch inside of me as soon as humanely possible.”
    Marrok leaned over and pulled at her shorts. Her clothing disappeared in a matter of seconds.
    He stared down at her body, his eyes an interesting shade of red and black. “Then we might have a problem,” he bit out, his voice controlled, but thick with desire. “There's nothing about me that could ever be considered anything as sedate as human. You've done toyed with the wolf now, and I hope you're prepared for what he's fixing to bring to the table.”
    “Please,” she whimpered sexily, spreading her legs wide. The lust within her was beyond
    anything she could have ever dreamed of experiencing, and she wasn't above begging. “Please
    Marrok.”
    “You're so damned beautiful, your body complete perfection. I don't think a man alive could
    resist you lying in front of them with your slit wet with need. I'm going to have to take you,” he muttered, his eyes locking onto the area between her legs with a naked intensity. “I needed to prepare you better, but the heat between us is too strong. I've waited so long for you that I can't wait another moment to possess you.”
    Lowering himself down on the bed, he slid in between her legs. Marrok's hair swung over her,
    the tips teasing the nerve endings in her skin. Underneath his muscular body, Taylor felt delicate and sheltered.
    He glanced down, his expression rueful. His cock extended well over her mound, making her
    clench deep inside in anticipation. “It's going to take some work to get all this in that sweet, tight hole.”
    His dick swelled even larger at the thought.
    She groaned at his words, as she slid her fingers down and pulled gently at her lips. Marrok's dick was huge, far larger than anything she could have ever imagined. It looked to be at least nine inches, maybe more so. He was also extremely thick, his flesh smooth and tanned there as well.
    Blushing at her words, but unable to hold them back, she said, “Fuck me. The thought of you having to work your huge cock in just excites me even more.”
    Her passage convulsed at her words, her body demonstrating how much she desired him. A
    fresh wave of wetness oozed out of her core, preparing the way for him. Marrok watched it all intently.
    He moved his right hand between her legs, while stroking his length with his left one.
    His fingertips grazed her swollen flesh, and Taylor moaned at the contact. He smiled, pleased
    with her reaction. “You like that, huh? Let's see what you think about this.”
    Marrok dipped his thumb into her juices before moving up to her clit. Gently, he rotated it in small, circular motions as pleasure flooded her senses. “I'm so close,” she gasped out. “I don't want to come without you in me, Marrok.”
    His hand stopped as she whimpered in protest. “Believe me, you're not going to,” he replied, his voice harsh. “But I need you to know this. When I take you, Taylor, you're mine. I'm claiming you, and this means forever. There won't be any one-night stands between us. I don't care about the past, or what may or may not have happened. It doesn't influence this at all. At the first thrust it's you and me, no matter what. If you can't agree to this, leave now, while I still have some control left to me.”
    His words thrilled her. The years melted away, and she was that twenty-five year old virgin
    again, rescued by a hot male that any woman would burn for. For a moment, she was lost in the fantasy, before reality dropped down on her like a ton of bricks.
    Her time in captivity washed over her, completely eliminating the wondrous desire she'd found
    in his arms. What in the hell was she thinking? Taylor was full of shame and regret as her fingers fell away