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The room seemed to pulse with a primal heat, the only light a faint amber glow that caught the sheen of sweat on two intertwined bodies. His hands, large and dark, moved with a possessive certainty over the pale, yielding landscape of her back, tracing the delicate ridge of her spine down to the generous curve of her hips. A low, guttural murmur escaped his throat as she arched agat him, her own fingers digging into the powerful muscles of his shoulders, anchoring herself to the raw strength of his frame. The air thickened with the scent of their union, a heady mix of salt and desire, punctuated by the soft, wet sounds of their passionate collision. Her head fell back, a cascade of fiery hair brushing the sheets as a shuddering sigh was coaxed from her lips by the deep, rhythmic cadence of his movements. Every thrust was a deliberate claim, a conversation spoken in the ancient language of flesh meeting flesh with a force that was both punishing and reverent. Her cries grew louder, more urgent, weaving a tapestry of need that wrapped around them, shutting out the world beyond their tangled limbs. He watched her unravel beneath him, his dark eyes holding a fierce intensity that promised both conquest and surrender in the same searing glance. In that suspended moment, they were nothing but sensation, a single entity burning in the crucible of their shared, escalating ecstasy.
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