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“I knew you’d have fun.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“I can read between the lines,” I assured him, patting his forearm.

Theon huffed quietly, and I chose to interpret it as amusement.

Chapter 9

“Do you need to feed?” Verity asked as soon as we stepped out of the entry room, Wilder vanishing ahead in front of us to open the door.

Did I need to? Objectively, I did not.

Did I want to? My shadows shifted restlessly of their own accord, giving away my enthusiasm. Perhaps my twenty years of celibacy had been a mistake. My obvious eagerness was immensely embarrassing.

The corners of Verity’s turned up in a smile that seemed almost challenging, as though the events of this evening hadn’t already been immensely disruptive to the view I’d formed of her.

“What’s in here?” she asked airily, skipping past me to a small, dusty receiving room off the foyer that hadn’t been used in years.

Somewhat baffled, I followed her in, startled when she pushed the door shut behind me. Did she want to feed me? Or perhaps this was her way of demanding her own pleasure? I certainly had no objection to giving it to her.

Verity came around in front of me, her eyes sparkling with what seemed to be amusement. She was so much more… complex, than I originally thought. Layered. It made things very inconvenient for me.

“Are you going to drop those shadows for me, handsome?”

My shadows fell away, exposing my already hard cock, aching for her attention. Verity’s eyes dropped to it, her already sweet scent turning syrupy with desire. From looking at me? The idea seemed absurd.

“I’ve always wanted to try this,” she muttered to herself before shooting me a seductive grin. “Tell me if I do anything you don’t like.”

And then she dropped to her knees.

Before I could ask what it was that she wanted to try, Verity’s clawless fingers wrapped around the base of my cock, squeezing where my knot would swell before moving up my shaft. She wished to service me with her hands?

The sensation was certainly pleasant enough. And only a small trickle of power was passing between us, which seemed sensible. I would be very displeased if I accidentally killed my Hunter by taking too much from her.

I startled as Verity leaned forward, pink tongue darting out to lick the tip of my cock. I grabbed blindly for the back of the closest chair, my claws sinking into the upholstery. Verity leaned back on her heels, running her tongue over her blunt teeth with a wink as though to remind me how harmless her enchanting mouth was.

Then she leaned forward, parted her lips, and took my entire cockhead into her mouth. The sound of shredding fabric filled the room as my claws demolished the back of the chair. The hot, wet, sucking sensation of Verity’s mouth was almost too much to bear. I was going to humiliate myself instantly.

I sucked in a rasping breath, attempting to bring myself under control, but the moment Verity’s hands began moving up and down my shaft again, all hope was lost.

“I won’t… I can’t…” I gasped out, my vision going hazy at the edges. What sorcery was this? Verity hummed, attempting to take me deeper in her mouth, though my size was limiting her.

With just a few pumps of her delicate hands and the perfect suck of her delectable mouth, I was done for. I attempted to pull back, but Verity kept me in place, squeezing as my knot swelled, massaging it with her fingers as my cum filled her mouth. Some, she swallowed. Some overflowed, running down her chin, willingly painting her skin with my desire.

I’d never seen anything so tempting in all my life.

Verity pulled back, swiping at the cum on her chin with her thumb and licking it clean. I doubled over slightly at the acute wave of desire it sent through me. A strange sound rumbled out of my chest, stuttering to a stop as I straightened in panic.

“You purred for me,” Verity said, looking at me in wonder as she climbed to her feet. “No one has ever purred for me before.”

I narrowed my eyes, wondering which Shades I needed to kill for not appropriately responding to my mate, before shaking off the errant thought.

“Well, that was fun.” Verity bit her lip, wiping more of my cum off her chin. “No wonder you’re so fond of me,” she added with a wink. “See you tomorrow, pookie.”

She patted me on the chest as she passed, letting herself out of the room and heading upstairs, humming cheerfully to herself as she went.

Who was this woman I had tied myself to?

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