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  He wanted every nerve in her body to be on full alert. Pleasure needed to course through her whole being. Touching her everywhere at the same time, he made sure she enjoyed this as much as he did. All she could do was moan and tremble beneath him as her pussy throbbed with a need to be fully filled by his thick cock.

  He felt a heady rush of power course through his veins as he worked her body into a frenzied state of desire. Kissing her full lips, he spread her legs wider with his knees. His fingers kept her nipples in a steady state of arousal.

  She groaned into his mouth when he tickled her swollen clit with his feathered wing. Seeing how her body reacted, he did it again. Her body shook hard. Knowing she was on the ragged edge, he continued touching and stroking her as he ran the ends of his wings over her clit firmer and firmer with each stroke.

  Anya’s breathing turned harsh, her breasts jutted upward, and the swollen jewel hidden within her pink folds trembled in need of sweet release.

  Duncan’s dick pulsed with desire. He was so turned on by her heated response he couldn’t wait any longer. His wings stroked the sides of her body as he rubbed the flared tip of his cock up and down against her moist folds, pushing her flesh open then touching her sensitive clitoris over and over again. Her body arched in pleasure.

  A groan came from deep in his throat. In her deep state of arousal, she was more beautiful than ever. Her moaning was intoxicating. His dick pulsed harder and screamed for release. Sliding the tip of his cock down from her clit to the opening of her little pink pussy, he inserted his throbbing dick just a little.

  She was so warm and wet, her body jerked and flexed around his cockhead. He thrust forward and buried himself to the hilt in her wet, trembling sheath. He growled in pleasure. She felt so fucking good.

  Dick thrusting deep into her pussy, wings fluttering down her body, lips on hers, fingers plucking and rolling her nipples, he consumed her. Anya couldn’t handle it anymore, every muscle in her body tightened. She screamed as her body convulsed in ecstasy. Her eyes glazed over. Her body jerked, and she cried out as her eyes fluttered shut, and the world around her totally disappeared. He made sure all she could do was focus on the waves of ecstasy humming through her body.

  The tight squeezing of her pussy muscles drove him wild. His whole body continued to caress hers, dragging out her orgasm unendingly as he rammed his thick cock into her quivering cunt. Blood rushed to his balls. He slammed into her one more time. Stars danced before his eyes as his creamy seed left his body and entered hers. Ecstasy had him moaning and shivering in bliss.

  When the stars quit dancing in front of his eyes, he smiled at the dazed look still in hers. His pride soared with the knowledge that he had given her that look. It was a look he wanted to see on her lovely face every day for the rest of their lives.

  Duncan willed his wings away. The soft white wings disappeared, and the tattoo reappeared.

  He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers. Her dark chocolate eyes cleared.

  Duncan smiled. “Welcome back, baby.”

  She smiled tiredly. Her satisfied body snuggled into his embrace, and they both drifted off to sleep.

  * * * *

  Giggling softly to herself, Anya looked down at her adorable sleeping husband.

  Husband! She couldn’t believe how much her life had changed in such a short amount of time.

  Anya ran a soft feather down Duncan’s cheek, he brushed at it. Restraining a giggle, she tickled him with it again. She was sitting astride him. Her moist pussy was pressed into his ever-growing dick. After hunching her hips a few times, she stopped and waited to see what he’d do. He moaned and opened his eyes.

  Passion instantly blazed in his blue gaze. Her hair was loose and flowing down her body, her milky white breasts peeked through the golden strands. She giggled impishly and then expanded her wings, happily showing off her new talent.

  “They are the most splendid wings I’ve ever seen. The feathers are pure white except for the last row. I love the way the last row has feathers of pure gold with a small line of black that divides the gold from pure silver tips. I’ve never seen anything like them. They are beautiful! By the gods, baby, you are truly blessed.” The awe in his voice let her know he was telling the truth.

  Smiling, she purred. “Let me show you what I can do with them.”

  She teased him with them, running the soft feathers up and down his body while she ground her pussy into his hard cock. Her feathers were extra soft. They would set his blood afire everywhere they touched, and she made sure they touched him everywhere.

  Leaning forward, she kissed his lips as her fingers rolled his nipples.

  Duncan growled as the heat surging through his body became a raging inferno. His glowing eyes gave his feelings away.

  Showing him mercy, she stopped playing with one nipple long enough to guide his pulsing cock into her throbbing, moist heat. Continuing to stroke him everywhere at the same time, she felt the same power trip he’d felt last night. It was exhilarating. Running a few of her feathers over his inner thighs, she smiled when he groaned loudly. Moving up, she stroked his balls with the tips of her feathers while she rode his cock hard.

  Beautiful sensations coursed through her body. His hard cock stretched and caressed the silken walls of her cunt. Loving the feel of him impaling her tender flesh, she rode him hard. Moving her feathers away from his balls, she glided them along his legs and hips.

  The wings added so much to the experience. She could feel through them. Every jerk of his hard body vibrated through her wings and shot fire to her core.

  His muscles rippled under her hands. “Oh, yes, that’s it, Duncan. Fuck me harder.” She encouraged in a silky smooth voice.

  “Stroke me some more first. Then I’ll think about it.” Mischief twinkled in his eyes.

  He laughed at her scowl then moaned when she leaned forward and nipped his nipple. A loud growl replaced the moan when she started stroking his balls with her feathers again. Four strokes in, she felt his cock grow even longer and stronger. He filled her completely.

  He looked so handsome as his body writhed beneath hers. Wanting him to go where she’d gone the night before, she became more aggressive. Pinching his nipples with her fingers, she lightly swatted his balls with her feathers at the same time. His cock pulsed as it tunneled in and out of her wet heat.

  He was in such a state of nirvana now that he was crying out incoherently. The sight of her big, strong angel in such a high state of arousal made her natural juices start to drip from the edges of her cock-filled pussy. Her feathers were absorbing all of his need, making her desire for release grow out of control.

  Anya groaned then shuddered in pleasure when he started bucking his hips, raising them both off the bed. His hands grasped her butt, rolling her back and forth, grinding her clit into his body with every forward roll.

  Arching her climaxing body into his, she tightened her inner muscles and moaned loudly as pure pleasure washed over her. Duncan cried out wildly. Then with one last high arch of his back, he raised them higher off the bed then growled as he filled her with his hot cum. They both spiraled blindly up, up then slowly back down rapture’s star-lit path.

  Body still quivering in delight, she watched with lustrous love-filled eyes as he slowly came back to reality.

  Anya smiled and stroked his body softly with her wings and hands as she whispered, “Welcome back, baby.”

  For the rest of the day the newly bonded couple happily explored their new erotic abilities.

  Anya’s life felt complete for the first time in her life. A lot of people loved her. She was no longer a freak of nature. Shopping for feminine clothes suddenly seemed very appealing. She knew Duncan would be thrilled by that thought.

  Best of all, love had wrapped her and Duncan in its silken bonds, binding them together for all time. Happily ever after was truly hers, and she knew she’d cherish it forever and ever.

  THE END

  DAKOTADAWN5@YAHO
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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Reading romance has been a passion of mine for a long time, I usually don’t have a clue what’s on TV or at the movie theaters. When people are shocked that I don’t know what’s playing I just smile and tell them I live in a cave. ;)

  A love of mine is bringing joy to others through the tales I weave of dominatingly sexy men, witty women, good friends, and scorching scenes that get your juices flowing.

  Characters pop into my head, I grab a pen and the journey begins. The trip through fantasyland to happily-ever-after is always a fascinating ride. Thank goodness it is a ride you can take over and over again.

  Also by Dakota Dawn

  Siren Allure: The Most Exquisite Gift

  Ménage Amour: Blessed Times Two

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