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Heat burned my cheeks, but I was much too curious and eager to protest.
“Like this?” I asked, my tone pitched high, when I settled my knees around his face, careful of his shoulder and his wings. And his horns, but that was more for my sake, I knew as I eyed the sharpened tips.
“Perfect,” he whispered, and I let out a deep sigh when I felt that word drift between my thighs. Lorik’s arms came around my hips, holding me down. “I want you to let go.”
When the wet heat of his tongue registered against my pussy, I gasped. I didn’t know what he’d meant by those last words until my thighs began to shake and I realized he wanted me tolet go. Togive into every sensation and every lick and lap and every tease that inched me closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.
“Lorik,” I moaned. The grip on my hips tightened with his name, and I reached back to steady myself on his chest so I didn’t fall right over. But the position only opened me up to him more.
His tongue felt like it was everywhere all at once. Hot and slick and delicious and wicked. The muscles in my legs were trembling. The moans tumbling from my lips seemed to fill the air until I could hear nothing else.
Right when I was on the edge of an orgasm, Lorik pulled back.
“No!” I cried out, my eyes flying open.
He grinned between my thighs, those eyes practically as feral as that smile. His lips were shining with my slickness, but I couldn’t find it in me to be embarrassed.
“Greedy little witch,” he said. His voice was unrecognizable, deep and rough with his desire. The edge of his finger teased at my opening when he moved it from my hip. I bucked against his hand, desperate to be filled by something.Anything.
When he thrust a finger into me, my lips parted and my head lolled around my shoulders. His thumb pressed against my clit, but the thickness of his finger inside me felt even more perfect.
But then…I felt his fangs skim my inner thigh. I gasped and looked down. Only when I met his eyes, realization making mine widen in anticipation, did he bite down.
Healing him,came the wild thought. This was what he’d meant.
The prick of his fangs registered as his venom flooded the small wound. Whatever chemistry we had, whatever reason—whether divine fate or magic or mere biology—that made his bite feel orgasmic, I didn’t question it. I only enjoyed it.
Lorik groaned, deep in his throat in between his pulling draws of my blood.
Every suck made my eyes roll. He’d had me on the edge of orgasm already with his tongue and his touch. This? It felt like Icouldcome merely from this.
“Lorik,” I groaned, his name edged with panic and pleasure. I was frightened of how good it might feel to come like this, but I thought I’d never be the same if I didn’t experience it.
He dislodged his fangs briefly, and I nearly cried with frustration.
“Look at me,” he purred, wedging another finger deep, joining the first and making me shiver. “Look over your shoulder and see what you do to me, Marion. See how hard you make my cock. See how much I fuckingachefor you.”
Right when I did what he ordered, I felt him bite down again.
My lips parted when I saw his cock. Thick and hard and bobbing with need. A pool of pre-come had settled into the rigid lines of muscles lining his abdomen. The veins were even more prominent, and I wanted to lick every last one.
Gods, the sight of him like that was sexy. So incredibly arousing. I wanted to lap at his shimmering, silvery pre-come off his belly and make him moan.
“Mmmm,” he hummed against me, no doubt feeling the gush of slickness between my thighs at the sight.
“I love that,” I breathed, greedy for him. Reaching back, I took his cock in my hand, so hot it felt like it could burn me if I wasn’t careful. So hot that for a moment I feared his fever might’ve returned if not for the coolness of his skin beneath me. “I love that I make you like this.”
He groaned when I stroked him, his deep draws of my blood even more pronounced, and my thighs tightened around his face. My body was beginning to shake, the sublime pleasure from his feeding nearly overwhelming.
Let go,I remembered.
I let out a choking gasp, my hand tightening around his thick, perfect cock as I began to orgasm.
Lorik felt the change, felt me clamping down on his fingers like a vise as I cried out and bucked. His other arm held me steadily in place, his other hand working between my thighs.
And he never stopped his feeding.
“Oh gods,” I choked, the air in my lungs being tugged from me as if it could be tethered to a rope and pulled. My belly contracted, my moans filled the air as the best orgasm of my entire damn life unleashed in me. The outlet I’d needed. Therelief.
