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“Fuck,” I bellowed.
“Fook,” he mumbled in reply. “Fook eff.”
His fingers stroked through my folds, making me drip with anticipation. While he kept gliding his tongue inside me, he slid his fingertips up to my clit.
I barked a cry and bucked up to meet him, nearly dislodging his tongue. That would be a true shame. He braced my body with one arm while the other tended to my clit, rolling and teasing it until it throbbed with need.
“You,” he snarled before pushing his tongue deep within me once more. “Taste,” Another thrust, “Incredible. I tried to . . . hold myself . . . back, but I . . . can’t any longer.”
Hunger throbbed within me, an aching need only Aizor could fill. Completely lost and crying out loud enough to wake dormant crystal gods, I jerked my hips up to meet his mouth. I rode his face while he growled, nibbled, and licked, his tongue deep within me before sliding out to drag across my clit.
His fingers joined the party, thrusting inside me along with his tongue.
Whimpering, I clung to the furs before latching onto his hair, holding him close to my core.
When I came, he twisted his tongue inside me, driving me even higher. I crashed in heavy waves, my body shuddering. He kept moving his fingers inside me, alternating with his tongue, until my body was so sensitive, I couldn’t stand it.
Then he rocked back onto his heels and licked his face clean. “Rest, my pretty mate, because now that breakfast is finished, I believe I’ll devour my lunch.”
Chapter 26
Aizor
There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to sink my cock deep within Vanessa. But I was waiting for her to give me a sign that this was what she wanted more than anything. It would be wrong to just . . . do it until she told me it was what she needed.
With only two days left, I didn’t know what else I could do to convince her she belonged by my side. I’d talked with her, teased out her smiles, taken walks with her, and even helped her feed Franklin.
I hadn’t given up. Soon, I’d show her my surprise. That might make all the difference.
I kept dreaming . . .
She’d tell me she wanted everything. I’d spoken with Muzzire and he’d reluctantly agreed she could prepare one meal per week. Once I told her, she’d say she’d be quite happy working with the god beneath our dining area. She’dexpereemunt with herressapees. No, those weren’t the right words, but I couldn’t remember exactly what they were.
If she felt complete here, she’d never want to leave.
After I’d made sure she came three times, we left our home, heading toward the dining area.
Franklin slunk along the edge of the woods, watching her.
“See?” She pointed to him. “He likes me.”
“He likes what you feed him.”
“He’s letting me touch him all the time, now,” she breathed. “You saw that yourself. One of these days, he’ll climb onto my lap.”
“And bite you.”
“Nah, not Franklin. This isn’t all about food. He craves affection as much as anyone else.”
As much as me?
“I’m going to keep working with him.” She glanced up at me, frowning. “No one will mind, will they?”
“Why would they?”
“You don’t have pets here.”
“We have our hepadons.”
