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  Her eyes widened at his crude words but she couldn’t ignore the twisting of her stomach and the heat between her legs.

  Leaning forwards, he pressed her back against the bed. Stalking over her, he reminded her of the warrior men but his expression was far darker and more dangerous.

  “H-Harry, what are you doing?”

  His hand snatched her towel and ripped it away suddenly. She squealed and covered herself but one hand wrapped around her wrist and pressed it back against the bed as the other dipped between her legs.

  “You’re wet,” he growled.

  Gulping, Georgina nodded. Who the hell was this man? This wasn’t her sweet, gentle Harry. This man seemed more a warrior than Tai’s entire tribe put together.

  His fingers entered her suddenly and she gasped as he worked her pussy vigorously. Withdrawing his hand abruptly, he hauled her up and dragged her over to the console table. He chucked her onto it and yanked down his suit trousers.

  Before Georgie could comprehend what was happening, he rammed his cock into her. Harry fucked her roughly, one hand in her hair and the other on her hip. His pulled her head back and kissed her fiercely, swallowing her cries. The lamp on the desk rattled as he hammered into her and her cunt clamped down on his cock as a sudden orgasm overtook her. He released her hair and brought his other hand to her hip, thrusting them under her arse and brutally plunging into her several more times before groaning and shooting his hot load into her.

  Georgie flopped against Harry and they remained locked together, their breaths coming heavily. Eventually Harry scooped her up and placed her gently onto the bed. He watched her for a moment and she curled her knees up against her chest, looking at him warily.

  Sitting next to her, he pressed his lips to her forehead and she relaxed into him.

  “Jesus, Georgie, I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

  She snapped her head up. “You have? But you were always so…so gentle.”

  “I thought that was what you wanted.” He snorted. “Guess I was wrong.”

  “So…you’re not mad at me?”

  “No, I’m still mad,” he stated simply. “If I thought I wouldn’t get killed, I’d hunt down this tribe and beat them senseless. But, in some twisted way, the thought of you being fucked like that turns me on.”

  She giggled, more out of relief than anything as she burrowed into his neck. “I’m glad it happened in a way. I was so bored of our sex life and I never saw you. I…I was thinking of calling off the wedding.”

  “Jesus,” he muttered.

  “But this made me realise how much I love you and how much I wanted to work to make things better.” She eyed the console as she recalled the way Harry had driven his prick into her needy cunt. Oh my God, what an orgasm! “Guess we won’t need to work as hard as I thought.”

  “Things will be great, Georgie, I swear.”

  Georgina gazed into his eyes and grinned. “I know they will.” Stroking a hand through his hair, she chewed at her lip. “Harry, I don’t suppose we could come back here next year? “

  The End

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1: Lost and Alone

  Chapter 2: Meeting the Tribe

  Chapter 3: Initiation Ceremony

  Chapter 4: It Begins

  Chapter 5: Taking their Turn

  Chapter 6: Two against One

  Chapter 7: The Ganbang Begins

  Chapter 8: Back to the Real World

  Chapter 9: Confessions