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“Nox!” I screamed, right as I shattered beneath his touch. “Yes. Fuck, yes.”

He didn’t stop, just kept licking, thrusting, swirling his tongue. Pushing me further, higher, until my body was taut, and drowning in bliss. My pussy gushed and my eyes roll backwards as images of galaxies dance behind my eyelids. My muscles jerked and my pussy clenched around his fingers as an electric zing zipped across my skin, drawing something from me.

I looked at Nox, his head buried between my legs and his eyes were impossibly bright with little sparks of lightning flashing in the blue irises. It was so hot watching him feed off my pleasure.

He gave me one final long lick from my opening to my clit, sending another shockwave of pleasure through me. “Absolutely fucking delicious. I don’t think I’ll ever want to feed on anyone else ever again.”

He hummed in satisfaction, his chin dripping with my juices. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and then licked it clean as if he couldn’t waste a single drop. Totally fucking hot.

Then he jumped to his feet and handed me my leggings. “Come on. I want to see what the others made of your screams.”

A flush crept up my cheeks. Fucking wanker.

Chapter Sixteen

Casimir

“Nox!”

We all heard her scream her release and I had to adjust myself in my pants. She was so fucking loud. I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole of Infernium heard her scream his name.

I gritted my teeth and felt the muscle in my jaw tick as I restrained myself from walking into the training room, throwing her over my shoulder and taking her to my rooms. I wanted her screaming my name. Not his.

I growled in frustration, running my hand through my hair. This was fucked up. We were supposed to chasing souls, not indulging.

“What’s wrong with you?” Rook asked, his green hair pulled into a knot on top of his head. It pissed me off that he also had the glow of someone who’d been thoroughly fucked.

“Nothing,” I snapped.

“Ah,” he said slowly. “I see.”

“See what?”

“You’re jealous.”

Hell yes. “No.”

Rook laughed, a deep throaty sound of mirth and I suddenly wanted to punch his throat.

I pulled my phone out and started to re-read the list from Hades. It wasn’t as long as I expected it to be, but it was still extensive. Whatever was going on over at G.R.I.M couldn’t be good if we were being roped into help. We weren’t Reapers.

Fucking hell. Just looking at the list was pissing me off.

“What’s the matter with you?” Korbin asked as he stepped into the lounge, instantly seeking out Rook.

“We have more important things to do than listen to throaty moans and screamed names.” I waved the phone at him.

Rook looked at Korbin with a smug grin. “He’s just jealous because he’s not with Raevyn.”

“Ah,” Korbin said with a smile that had me grinding my back teeth together. I was so close to letting the other guy out and these two were just pushing the right buttons to open the lock he was kept under.

“We need to make a start on this list,” I growled. These souls weren’t going to reap themselves.

“And we will,” Korbin placated, his voice doing that smooth as honey shit. “We just can’t take Raevyn without knowing if she can take care of herself.”

“Then we’ll leave her behind,” I huffed.

“You know we can’t do that,” Rook said.

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