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"Stay," Xander grumbled. They were in bed the whole morning and now it was afternoon and still, Xander wasn't letting her out of the bed.

She blushed to recall how he made love to her the whole night without even stopping for a break. He didn't even let her sleep until it was morning.

He was a beast.

A gentle one.

Thanks to her baby that Xander was gentle otherwise he intended to fuck her to oblivion.

Last night she realized that he was full of stamina. The man won't even get tired after three consecutive rounds whereas Emma was barely hanging to her consciousness after so many bone-crushing and soul-sucking orgasms.

Her face was red and deep in her thoughts she was drawing circles in his chest.

She kissed his chest once and then twice and hugged him more tightly.

"Baby you wet for me?" He rasped out and her heart stuttered at his words.

What was this man? A sex addict?

She giggled softly and shook her head, earning a growl from him.

"Fuck! You're lying." He grumbled.

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