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She grabs a fistful of my hair and tries to pull me up, but I just look up at her, shooting her a serious look as I say, my voice low and rough, “I don’t think you understand what’s going on right now.”

She frowns.

“You won’t be giving me fifteen minutes for a quick fuck and a little chat afterwards.” I pause to make it sink in. “You’ll be spending the night with me. So right now, do you know what I want you to do?”

“What?” she asks in a breathless voice.

“I want you to come for me, love,” I whisper to her, “so I can make you come again.”

And I see her eyes glaze over and her breathing turn even heavier, but to my surprise, she doesn’t lay back.

She pushes herself up a little and starts crawling backwards, slowly, as she keeps her eyes locked with me and her legs spread. I get on the bed with her, the thrill of the anticipation making me hold my breath as I crawl after her.

As soon as her head touches the pillow, my nostrils flaring and my breathing ragged, I stop and I grab her by the thighs and I start lowering my head between her legs again, only to have her click her tongue at me and take me by the upper arm to pull me closer.

Looking deep into her eyes, I nestle myself between her legs. And I kiss her, the touch of her lips and the strokes of her tongue making my mind go blank.

But then I feel her slide her hand between her legs and I break the kiss, my eyes darting down to see her fingers start to play with her clit. Fuck. My dick starting to throb, I look up at her only to find her already staring at me with this indecipherable look in her eyes.

“Fuck, yes,” I breathe out, “touch yourself for me.”

And I see her bite her lip and the next thing I know, she’s using her other hand to get me inside her.

It makes me grit my teeth and curse out loud again, when I feel her pussy close around me and she lets out one of those delicious little moans.

Keeping myself propped up on one arm, I start sliding myself in and out of her, using the other hand to stroke and squeeze her all over, my gaze hungrily darting between her eyes and her fingers playing with her clit.

It doesn’t take long for her moaning to grow louder, especially once I up the tempo, but what makes me really lose it is when the hand she has on my back starts grabbing blindly, as if she’s starting to lose control of herself.

I’ve never gotten her this close, I think as my own desperation rises. And I pull myself out of her, making her frown at me, and I grab her by the thighs to drag her closer and put her legs on my shoulders.

And I give each a ravenous little bite, delighting in the sound it makes her produce, before I slide myself back inside her and start thrusting at the same time I start working her clit with my thumb.

Almost instantly, I see her eyes roll back and I hear her mutter, “Oh fuck, Dahrian.”

At that, my mind goes blank for a second. Then I let out this low, desperate groan, but I keep slamming myself inside her until I feel her get pushed over the edge with me, my pleasure only intensifying at the sight of her face flushing and the feel of all her muscles tensing up before they finally relax. I get out of her, still hazy and breathless, and I come to lie next to her naked body, taking her in my arms and starting to kiss her all over.

To my surprise, she rolls over so she’s in my lap, she puts her palms on my chest and she gently bites her lip, obviously wanting to say something, but hesitating.

“What is it?” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her.

Her eyes dart to my lips before she asks, “Have you ever heard of—”

“Yes,” I cut her off as soon as it hits me she’s talking about the kiss. I swallow roughly. “And yes, I want it.”

Her eyebrows shoot up, but it turns out I wasn’t wrong, because the next thing I know, her eyes are glazing over again and I see her draw her fangs out a little to bite herself on the lip, a drop of blood appearing on the delicate skin.

Mesmerized, I let her kiss me, my hands hungrily dragging up and down her body as she presses herself closer to me, her kisses turning more aggressive. Fucking hell. It makes me so hard, when I finally feel the bite, the taste of my blood mixing with the taste of hers.

I sense her pull away, the flood of pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever known making me slower to react than I’d usually be.

But the very next moment, I’m grabbing her by the waist and flipping her over, my excitement only growing when the look in her eyes tells me we really will be having a second round.

Chapter 35 - Nyx

It’sdeliciouslydarkandwarm, where I’m lying, and there’s this voice drifting to me that makes me squirm softly, letting out a content sigh. And in the darkness, there’s the fox watching over me, so big yet lying curled up like a pup. Where have I seen the fox before, I start wondering, but that only makes me get all jumbled up, my eyebrows pulling down as my eyes start fighting to open.

As soon as they do, I see he’s pushed himself up a little and I’m lying nestled into him, one hand on his chest and one leg thrown over him as he keeps me pressed tight with his arm around my back. And it’s his voice that’s been stirring me from sleep.

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