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It seemed her tone could not be argued with for Elwood wasted no time positioning himself behind her to begin thrusting against her once more. Fin once again released whatever inhibitions she may have had and thrust backwards against him with each feverish push of his hips. When finally their coupling came to a close, the Blackthorn sank to her belly along with her lover, rolling so that her spine was pressed against the curve of his stomach.

Words failed her as she fought to steady her breath beside him. To be honest, that fire in her belly was igniting yet again, but her muscles were twitching from the exertion if their former antics, and so she simply scotched even nearer to him and heaved a happy sigh.