The possessive words should have bothered her. Instead they made heat spike through her so intensely she came on the spot, her inner walls clamping down around him like a vice.
Kai followed with a roar, and they collapsed together in a sweaty, satisfied heap.
But the relief only lasted minutes before the need built again.
At some point....Maya lost track of when. Kai made her eat and drink water.
"You need fuel," he insisted, feeding her pieces of fruit and bread. "Heat burns insane calories. If you don't eat, you'll pass out."
Maya ate mechanically, not really tasting anything, just desperate to get back to the main event.
When she'd finished, Kai pulled her into his lap, his cock already hard again and pressing against her entrance.
"Ride me," he said. "Take what you need. Set the pace."
Maya sank down onto him with a groan of relief. From this angle he was so deep she could feel him in her throat.
