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Clemmons watched carefully as the woman removed her helmet, but he wasn't sure whom to watch more carefully.

The woman-warrior was nothing less than staggeringly beautiful. Short, blonde hair made a perfect frame for the lovely face. Her chin was narrow and covered with tanned skin he knew would be soft and supple to the touch. Clemmons fought the urge to reach out and stroke his hand down her cheek.

He stared, but he couldn't pull his gaze from her eyes. Once, many years ago, Clemmons had seen a deep spring near a town, and the lizards had claimed the spring for their own, thus leaving the village without a water supply. He led a regiment to secure the spring for the men. The spring wasn't round but an elongated oval, shaped much like nuts imported from the western parts of the kingdom, and one end had a slight twist toward the north. He imagined that from the perspective of a dragon flying high overhead, the spring would have looked much like a man's eye. The locals didn't know how deep the water of the spring was, and some said it was bottomless. Clemmons knew such ideas were nonsense, but he had seen the water for himself. Still and a deep blue with swirling flashes of white, the depths could have gone on forever. The eyes of the woman now standing before him and Landis had that same look—deep and infinite, a blue that grabbed a man and held his every attention, mindless of all else around him.

Her body, details hidden by the black armor she wore, was delicious. Large, firm breasts sat high and pointed on her chest. Her legs seemed to go on to the same infinity reached by her blue eyes. Between tits and legs resided a playground of delectable curves, ridges, and valleys of feminine flesh.

She had a beauty to rival that of any of the women at court, and yet this woman was clearly a warrior. She gave orders to the men who accompanied her, and the attitude of the men was such that Clemmons fully understood she was more than capable of defending herself. Such women were exceedingly rare, and he couldn't recall any in his past.

But as fascinating as Clemmons found the woman, he also noticed how Landis stared at her. His lover's face held a strange, dreamlike expression as his gaze flowed from the woman's pretty face, down her chest, across the flat stomach, and played down the shapely legs to her feet before moving back up her form.

Sometimes, when Landis spoke of Anna, his face held that same, faraway look.

ADULT EXCERPT

His fingers dipped into her wetness, and his thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing and flicking the hard button. He pinched her nipple with his other hand. Shane knew her passions were high, and his actions had pushed her far along the way, but she didn't expect that when Landis bit firmly on her other nipple her orgasm would hit her so fast.

She screamed out loud, just a string of incoherent noise, as her back arched high off the floor of the woods and her body jerked in the spasms of her climax. As she writhed, Landis fingered her pussy ever deeper, and he chewed gently on her nipple. As he pressed his hand hard on her clit, Shane's hips bucked against him, and her vision clouded with bright lights that seemed to swim in and out of both existence and focus.

When he pulled his hand from her flowing pussy and released his grip on her nipples with his hand and mouth, Shane flopped back to the ground, her breath racing from her throat in gasping pants. He reclined beside her, and his hard cock pressed firmly against her hip. Shane pushed him onto his back and leaned over him, her tongue tracing the length of his cock from his balls up to swirl around the bulging head. When she sucked the head into her mouth, he flinched and he wrapped his fingers in her hair.

Instead of forcing her head down onto his dick, Landis pulled her away, his cock making a wet popping sound when it slipped from between her lips.

He took a deep breath and smiled. "No, not like that."

Landis gripped her hips and lifted her from the ground, only to lower her onto him, straddling his hips. His hard dick rubbed delightfully between the lips of her pussy, and Shane leaned forward to kiss his lips. The wonderful explosion of his flavor again filled her mouth, and she flexed her hips slightly. The head of his cock slipped over her clit, making her jerk, and then he entered her, his girth spreading her wide and his length filling her fully.

She sat up, taking him deep inside her pussy, and Landis moaned softly. Rocking her hips, Shane rode his cock and her moans joined his.

His eyes fluttered closed, and he tensed under her. Landis grasped her hips tightly in his hands, and he thrust up, slamming his balls tight against her ass.

His cock twitched and pulsed in her pussy, and his hot cum exploded deep inside of her. She bounced on him as he climaxed, his hips moving like a bull trying to throw a rider, but she stayed in the saddle and rode him until Landis collapsed back onto the floor of the forest with sweat pouring from his body and tremors rocking him.

She leaned forward again and kissed him softly, his softening cock slipping from her pussy. Shane rested her head on his big shoulder and kissed tenderly at his neck.

His arms slipped around her shoulders, hugging her closely to his chest.

"I didn't want that to happen so soon." Landis sighed a little. "It's been more than seven years since I was with a woman."

"Hush." She put her fingers on his lips, and he kissed them. "You have nothing to explain or be sorry about."

Shane knew she was, like all Marines, a bundle of trained reflexes and nerves. She couldn't turn off the reflexes, not even in the afterglow of making love. A small noise, maybe the snapping of a stick under a foot, or perhaps the scraping of dry leaves against a boot, caught her attention, and she reacted instantly and without thought. She rolled from atop Landis, getting her bearings, only to realize too late her weapon lay under the pile of her jumpsuit eight meters away.

She glanced at Landis, and he sat calmly on the ground, staring past her. When she followed his gaze, Shane saw Clemmons standing at the edge of the small clearing, his eyes wide as he stared at her and her lover, who also happened to be his lover.