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She moaned, the sound breathy and carrying no farther than the alley. Her legs shifted restlessly as she strained to get just a little bit more pressure, just a tiny bit of friction, to her aching clit. Cream coated her labia, soaking her panties.
When his hands went to her breasts to tug and pinch her hard nipples, the spiraling pleasure gathering within her spun out of control. Her sheath clenched, grasping for something to fill its emptiness, and she wailed into his mouth. The racking shudders went on and on, spurred by the slide of his erection against her cleft.
When the shivers finally faded, he drew back and rested his forehead against hers, his breath coming harsh and deep. He braced himself with hands planted flat against the brick wall on either side of her shoulders.
Leilani stirred. She wondered at the immediacy of her response but, as his lips pressed softly against her temple, she let the thought go. She'd always been like this, as if he put her under a spell.
She knew that wasn't it. It was partly her own greedy desire, partly the love she still felt for him, and partly those damned dragon pheromones of his. With a softly muttered epithet, she pushed at him.
He pulled away only far enough so he could gaze into her eyes.
"Why are you here?" she asked, her voice not much more than a rasp.
His eyes glittered like glass lit from within. "I'm here to claim my woman."