He liked it a lot.
I kissed his wing, my warm breath bouncing back. “You feel that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” he answered. “Yes, I feel it.”
I turned my body, dragging the swell of my breast across the surface. “And this? Can you feel this?”
That moan ended, leaving him to tremble. My smile and excitement grew. I was going to enjoy finding out what made him tick…and whimper. The thought stilled me. My breaths deepened as it took hold. The words held all the promise of a future. One outside this cave. I shifted, pulling my hand up to cup his cheek. “Dregon.”
“Yes, Mine.”
My body bloomed at that word. I wanted it far more than I would admit. Words might’ve made this too…real. It was that realness that consumed me now. “What are we going to do?”
“Well, that depends on you.”
I stiffened. “How?”
“Do you wish to have me as a mate? Do you want…me as I am?”
A pang tore across my chest. I didn’t have to think, the answer booming as loud as my heartbeat. “Yes.”
“Then it’s simple, whatever it takes.”
I cupped his cheek, marvelling at how it took the entire span of my hand. “Whatever it takes.”
He cupped my ass in those massive hands and lifted me until my legs wrapped around his waist once more. “Yes, Violet. Whatever it takes.”
It wasn’t the answer I wanted.
But it was the only one that mattered.
“Then will you kiss me?”
“Yes, female,” he said, then stiffened.
I unleashed a chuckle, pulling his head down to mine. “I’ll let it slide…for now.”
Warm lips consumed mine. I gave myself to him. I was already falling for this…beautiful creature. Toppling head over heels into love.
He broke the kiss long enough to stare into my eyes. “Your heart is racing.”
“It is,” I whispered. “Because of you.”
Those big lips curled into a smile. “I like that.” He turned, carrying me deeper into the cavern and for some reason, I wasn’t frightened about that. Nothing frightened me…except the outside world and everyone else.
I pushed that aside as he bent, laying me down on the ground, still cradled by his arms and the softness of his wings. His mouth found mine, kissing me softly this time, then he moved lower, kissing under my jaw. I titled my head up, consumed by the rush of his warm breath and the brush of his mouth. He moved lower, pulling his wing away just enough to give him access.
“Mother of Night, you are perfect.”
I reached for him as he looked down, his big fingers sweeping over my breast, until his thumb caught the hardened peak. My body trembled with the contact, shuddering even more when his mouth followed.
“Mine,” he murmured. “My mate.”
“Your mate,” I repeated, knowing those words meant something important to him.
He kissed my breast, his tongue circling my nipple as he reached between my legs. A soft, sure stroke of his fingers made me open my thighs. I held onto him as he sank lower and lower. It must’ve ached keeping his wings high around me. Still, he never gave so much as a moan.
That sound came when he kissed the top of my slit, his fingers pushing deeper to find the edge of my clit. I realised he saw everything, even in the pitch black cavern. The darkness might terrify me, but it was his home.