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NIRVANA

Our mating was complete. His emotions rushed through me unimaginably, like an ocean, like a freight train barreling down on me. His presence in my thoughts crushed in like an avalanche.

Convulsions of pleasure rippled through me and went on and on, and I felt like I was in the Milky Way.

His mouth returned to where he marked me, running his tongue through the sensitive flesh, his hips rolling. He picked up the pace as he growled and thrust and thrust until he stilled, roared like thunder, and his body shook around me.

I felt like freefalling as the aftershock eased. My eyes fluttered close, catching my breath, and he helped me lie in his arms.

“Can you feel me?” he whispered in my ear. My skin was still sensitive. My body still hummed after the orgasms he gave me.

I cracked my eyes open and stared at him. “I feel you everywhere. How is this possible?”

“Close your eyes and open your thoughts. Let me in.”

“How do I do that?”

“Just relax, Nirvana.” He ran the back of hi