Page 42 of The Witch Queen of Halloween (Immortals After Dark 20)

Hedrew the pouting point between his lips, wetting it and flicking.Thenhe turned to her other nipple.Tothe music of her breathless moans, he suckled.

“Rök. . .more!”

Justlike his fantasies.Theyshared a look over her breast.

Releasinghis suck, he kissed down her body to nuzzle the fire-red hair on her mons, luxuriating in her scent and the delights he’d soon enjoy. “Iwant you so fucking much,Poppy,” he rasped. “Allof you.”Butfirst they needed to burn away the worst of their lust.Beforehe claimed her, he’d tell her the truth.You’remy mate.Shewould listen once they’d found some relief.

“Yes.Iwant you too,Rök.”

Itwould happen this very night.Sheerjoy swept him up, and he smiled against her curls.

Untilshe added, “Imeant whatIsaid—you don’t have to worry about me summoning you.Iwon’t act on any pact we make.”

Heleaned up with a scowl. “BecauseI’mnot romantic partner material?”Justas he’d been warned—she was his, but he wasn’t hers.Theidea filled him with aggression. “ThenI’mgoing to eat you like you’re my last godsdamned meal, make you come so hard, you’llhaveto summon me every night for the rest of your life.”

Hefitted his splayed fingers around the globes of her ass and pressed his mouth to her sex.Theluscious, slick bliss that greeted him ripped a growl from his chest.

Shemoaned, “Kissme, demon.Kiss. . .”

Hertaste was a beacon, signaling his demonic instincts.Lave.Drink.Feast.Hispointed tongue made contact with her clitoris.

“Ahhhh!” she cried, already on the verge.

Helightly licked her bud.Flickflick.Notenough to bring her off; just enough to madden her.Nuzzlingand licking, he demanded, “Youlike your demon’s tongue?”Flickflick.Heeased lower to spear her opening for more of her tantalizing nectar.

“Ah,Hecate, yes!”Shewetted his lips with her own.

Ashe kissed, his hips rocked, grinding his length against the quilts.He’dnever been so hard.Soweirdly emotional.Aftermore than a millennium of waiting, he was pleasuring his mate!Atlong last . . .

Evenif she never wanted him to again.

Hercries grew needier. “Finishme!”

Hiscock threatened to go off spontaneously; still, he bit out, “Ah-ah.MaybeIshould torment you to distraction.”Heworked a finger inside her wetness, leisurely fucking her with it as he tongued her clit. “Icouldmakeyou want more.”

“It’salready torment.Demon,Iache so bad!”Herhead thrashed. “Thisis even better thanIimagined.”

Hejolted. “Didyou fantasize about me, witch?”

Lost, she nodded.

Helashed her bud harder, praising her. “Didyou finger this sweet pussy to thoughts of me?”

Herlids fluttered. “Idid.Ido.Alot.”

Asavage thrill pierced him like a surprise sword strike.

“Moredemon!Ineedmore.”

“AndI’llgive it to you once you promise me?—”

Sheseized his horns and yanked him closer.

“POPPY?”

Buckingto his mouth, she took her climax.Tookhis sanity.Hiscontrol.

Herscream of rapture echoed as she writhed and writhed to wring her pleasure.

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