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withdrew almost
    completely and then slid back in, keeping his pace slow.
    A moan rose that she fought to contain as she pressed her lips tightly together. She
    couldn’t decide what felt better—Ice fucking her slowly or when he took her hard and
    fast. Both brought her immense pleasure as he continued to pace his hips leisurely,
    taking his time to enjoy the feel of them together. She knew with all certainty that she
    preferred him without the use of a medicondom. The sensations were better, he wasn’t
    constricted at all in one of them, and the texture of skin against skin was heaven.
    “Put your hands on the mattress higher at your shoulders,” he ordered.
    She released the edge and did what he said. Her palms flattened on the messed-up
    bedding and her arms locked to hold herself still as he moved against her. Ice’s other
    hand wrapped around her as he bent over her, pinning her. He balanced his body by
    bending his knees slightly, and his hips moved faster, his hand bracing on her hip so
    she kept them both from falling forward. His hand slid between her thighs, pressing
    against her clit as he fucked her harder, faster, drawing the level of rapture higher.
    The moans tore from Megan now, unable to hold them back as he pounded his hips
    against her ass, his cock driving in and out of her, hitting every nerve ending inside her
    pussy in a way that had her fighting to keep her legs locked. Her knees wanted to
    buckle, the sensations that intense from the double stimulation of his cock inside her
    and his thumb rubbing her clit.
    The climax gripped her and Megan cried out loudly. Her elbows gave way and she
    found herself pressed tightly over the bed. Ice shouted out behind her right as he pulled
    his cock completely out of her to spill his release on her thighs then collapsing down on
    her back, his weight nearly crushing her but she could gasp in air.
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    Touching Ice

Chapter Five
    When they both got their breathing under control, Ice didn’t move away. He had
    her pinned over the side of his bed. His thumb, still against her clit, moved though and
    he rubbed her slowly. She didn’t think she could handle him touching her oversensitive
    clit but she was wrong because ecstasy shot through her system at his mere touch.
    “What is your directive, baby? Tell me,” he ordered softly.
    She tried to lift her head but he released her hip, lifting his chest from her back a
    few inches, but keeping his other hand firmly against her clit. He pushed her head back
    down, pressing her cheek against the bed again. He held her there firmly, not allowing
    her to move.
    “I don’t understand,” she panted the words, still trying to recover.
    “I can do this for hours.” He leaned over her so his weight pressed against her ass
    and his still-hard cock ended up trapped between her thighs. “I’ll fuck you over and
    over. Tell me what you want or need from me, Megan. How much can you take before
    you break? I want you to answer me.”
    Her thoughts were jumbled with him rubbing her clit. “I―”
    A bell sounded loudly in the room and Ice cursed, he straightened and moved
    away.
    “Get under my sheets now and cover up. Someone is at the door.” He sounded
    irritated.
    Saved by the bell , she thought, shaking as she did what he told her. She fought the
    covers free of the jumble they were in and moved under them, covering her body as she
    turned to face him. Ice had his back to her as he jerked up his pants and fastened them.
    He walked the few feet to the door, slapped his palm on the scanner, and it swished
    wide open.
    She couldn’t see who stood there with Ice’s big body in the way but she could hear
    just fine.
    “We have company. The Bridden just docked with us. The council contacted them
    and they were still close by.” The male’s voice wasn’t one Megan recognized. “They
    sent Blackie here to deal with the problem.”
    “That’s not necessary.” It was clear that anger ruled Ice’s emotions. It