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I go still. “Is that a yes?”

“If it’s going to get rid of this sickness, Glaine, it’s a hell yes.”

That is all I need to hear.

I won’t lay Billie down on the ash. Without access to my shadows, I can’t conceal her in them or wrap her up in them. There is no one near so I’m not worried about others watching as I pleasure her. However, she doesn’t like being covered in the ash anymore than she has to, so I decide instead of grab her by her waist and lift her high.

With one command—“Take hold of my horns”—I settle her so that her legs are over my shoulder, and her cunt is right in front of my nose.

She has hair there. Curls the same shade as those on her head, though they’re not as soft I notice when I bury my nose past them, searching for the source of her musk, and groaning when I find that she is cool and slick and waiting for me.

Females produce a cream to let their males now that they are ready to be taken. I cannot mate Billie now, but I use my tongue to gather up as much as I can.

I growl against her skin. She is delicious.

Tugging my horns, Billie lets out a sound that is half-squeal, half-laugh. It is a mortal sound of delight, and when I dip the point of my tongue into the true source of her musk… when I find the entrance to her cock and attempt to mimic what I would do with my cock if she gave me the opportunity… she squeezes her legs around my head while panting, “Yes. Don’t stop, don’t stop.”

As you wish, Billie.

I would lick her, taste her, suck her for all eternity if I could. But, sooner than I hope, she writhes against me, squeezing my horns as her pants become soft little mews before she shudders and finally relaxes against me.

A few moments later, Billie taps me on the horn. “Okay,” she says, her voice breathless. “I’m good. You can put me down now.”

I don’t want to. She has found her release and, in it, also relief from mate sickness. If I could spend the rest of my days with my face between my mate’s thighs, I would. I hunger for her taste… but, more than that, I want to show her that I can be an honorable male.

So instead of licking her cunt again, I nuzzle her curls, then set her back on her feet.

Billie wobbles. I catch her, and preen when she doesn’t shove me away.

“Are you okay, my mate?”

She nods absently, and I’m even prouder that I licked much of her sharp tongue out of her. If that’s all it takes to tame my feisty mortal… I look forward to giving her as much pleasure with my mouth as she will allow.

But then, lifting her hand, gesturing at something behind me, I discover that it is not because of me and my prowess that she is so distracted.

“Hey, Glaine. I thought we had another day to go to get to Nuit.”

“Yes.”

“And we’re not near any other villages, right?”

I purposely led Billie away from other demons in case they warned Duke Haures we had been past. “We are not.”

“That’s what I thought. So, uh, what’s that?”

I follow her point, and my heart sinks.

In all my existence, I’ve only ever come across that den before. It was during a routine patrol through the shadows, and a young, inexperienced Glaine knocked to make sure it’s inhabitants were in no need of one of Duke Haures’s guards.

It was the first time I came face to face with a pair of demon twins—and the last.

Until now.

CHAPTER 12

DOPPELSEERS

BILLIE

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