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them, pulling tenderly with a slow motion that felt as though it went on without end.
    "Yes, Claire.  We have all the time we need.  All the time that is necessary."
    She marveled at the musical quality of his voice.  It was like listening to bells pealing, but without the harsh clamor that lined the edges of mundane bronze.  If in her childhood memory his skin had been of gold, she discovered that his voice was gilded as well and only heightened the passion that was building within her.
    Claire was not sure if she was still wearing clothes, but there seemed to be nothing between her and the touch of this being.  She felt hot breath for an instant before her nipple was enveloped in soft lips.  His tongue fluttered across the tip and Claire arched her back, her thighs slipping open without her being aware of it.
    The wind blew around her.  She was falling down a well with no bottom, and no longer cared as the weight of a man settled itself for the first time across her trim body. 
    Her hands leaped to his back.  His skin was smooth like that of a newborn, yet just underneath she could feel powerful muscles and sinew shifting with each of his movements.
    She cradled him between her legs, letting herself fall wide and felt the air slipping by, powerless to cool her down below where she had become heavy with wetness and heat. 
    "Shall I, Claire?  Is it what you want?  Do you choose this of your own free will?"
    Claire's body answered for her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
    "Yes," she said.  "I choose this...I want your cock inside me."
    The warmth of his body seemed to flare in intensity and then she felt the pressure of him against her folds.  Claire did not shrink away.  She did not hesitate.  Moaning with ultimate desire, she lifted up to greet him, to welcome him home as his member slid long and gentle into her depths.
    There was a burning sensation lined in a delicious, velvet pleasure that Claire had never known.  Deep, deep inside, her body cried out to receive his cock, to take it in and to hold him for an eternity as they rocked against one another in a pleasure that was divine.
    It was blasphemy, she knew, as she said, "Fuck me.  Forever and ever, take me."
    Strong hands seized her buttocks as he leaned back from her while driving his hard length deep inside.  Claire cried out as an electric jolt of delight blazed through her.  His cock slammed into her over and over, hitting her in just the right place, so deep inside.
    Then his hands curled around her ass cheeks and a single finger stroked across her anus.  She shivered at his touch.  It was at once so strange and exciting. 
    She knew she could have said no, but her body yearned to learn all there was to learn before it was too late, so she did not refuse the tacit question in his touch.
    With a steady pressure, all the while continuing his delicious thrusting, Claire felt his finger penetrate her ass, running in deep and coming to stroke up at the thin wall of flesh between his cock and digit.
    The sensation was overwhelming.  Claire lifted up, her body stiffening as every muscle answered his call. 
    With a strangled cry, she felt herself shiver from one end to the other, then deep spasms rippled through her pelvis.  Muscles contracted all around the thick cock encased in her pussy while the muscles of her anus seized in tight around the finger inside her.
    Then, she felt him lose his rhythm for the first time, then came a second stutter in the long strokes that made his muscles ripple under her hands.
    A sound rose, then.  There were trumpets and drums.  There was the low roll of thunder that could shake mountains.  There were bells sounding in brazen notes that rang without end.
    Claire heard it all and then felt the heat that blazed out from him, pouring into her as he came in thick gouts that filled her most profound depths.
    His voice roared with the sounds of majesty and all that was righteous as Claire convulsed in a