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Again he struck her in that spot, bringing out another cry. It seemed that Dhiate had figured out his rhythm, working to make her cry out. It was difficult to not do so with his aim stroking her so, making her putty in his arms. He stroked along her arms, and Amy nuzzled her head into him. A soft kiss on the cheek had her turning towards him. He seemed to see so clearly, despite the fact that she was clearly washed away on the pleasure he gave her.
Just like magic he managed to go in even further. He hit a spot rarely touched. Jerking in surprise Amy curled forward. Her teeth flashed as she leaned in to bite him, jaw closing over his shoulder with pleasure. Her teeth touched flesh, she could feel the warmth of blood beneath the skin, and Amy remembered who this was. Shuddering she drew back off him, wishing that he would finish before she scarred him for life.
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