Page 74 of Shadow's Heart

Taking pity on her, he sealed his mouth around it. Tongue flicks turned hungry, and he took that nipple as if her body contained the secret of life. He only released her to blow on it.

Her body shivered, breasts quivering. “Silt!”

He turned to her other nipple, hardening that point as well, suckling it with a snarl. He edged the tip with his teeth, just shy of bringing blood to the surface.

She gripped his hair roughly, an aggressive vampire in the throes. Between breaths, she demanded,“More.”

“I’m going to torment you first.” He spoke with all the arrogance of a practiced expert, yet everything about this interaction continued to feel unfamiliar.

Kosmina’s pleasure was paramount—vastly more important than his own. Not for the first time with her, he had to wonder:What’s happening to me?Uneasiness simmered but was overrun by need.

Lids heavy, she said, “Then show me where this swagger comes from. You promised to take care of me. To make me wonder how I ever lived without you.”

Bold claims, but based on her initial responses to him, he said, “As good as done.” He descended her body, planning to eather up then claim her fully. He frowned as he tongued her navel.Claimsounded permanent. Immortals had to tread carefully with permanence. “You’re about to benefit from my extensive experience.”

“Demonstrate. Please.” She parted her trembling thighs, revealing a glistening pink heaven.

Her scent swept him up; only the pain in his cock kept him tethered to this plane. He leaned down and inhaled her soaked curls, gone lightheaded. “Stunning female. With her sweet pussy.” His length dripped for it.

He bent his head, and his lips met hers. Pliant folds greeted his tongue, coating it with dew. A lost groan rumbled from his lungs as he drank from a spring of perfection.

She writhed. “Sorcerer . . . your tongue is wicked. Make me climax with it.”

He palmed her breasts to hold on, pressing her down into the couch. He wanted to build her pleasure. She demanded itnow. So he flicked her little clit.

“Ahhh!” She dug her heels into the cushions and bucked to his mouth. Slippery flesh parted even more for his kiss.

“Mina!” He buried his face between her thighs and rimmed her tight entrance as he’d fantasized. But no fantasy could come close to capturing this. With his stiffened tongue, he claimed her core. Soon to claim her completely.Mine.

Stray thought: How could any pleasure exceed what he experienced now? Would he surrender revenge for more of it? Surrender smoke for more of it?

Yes.

Every night of the millennium.

Light drew his gaze upward as sorcery danced in the air. Whorling power enveloped them as his power sparked—not as it once had, but maybe this marked a beginning. The connectionbetween him and Kosmina was like air and tinder, combining to feed a flame of magic.

He returned his kiss to her clit and replaced his tongue with his finger. Supple tightness gloved it as he slid it home. He added a second one, increasing the fullness.

“Release me, Silt!Please. . .”

He couldn’t deny her anymore. He thrust his fingers, screwing them inside her. When her channel tightened around his plunging fingers, he met her shocked eyes. Pumping his hand, he leaned down to suckle her clitoris, but he kept his gaze on hers.

“Ahhh!”Expression staggered, lips parted, she wouldn’t look away . . . holding his gaze . . . holding it . . .

Ecstasy seized her. She screamed in abandon.

He tongued and thrust, wringing her orgasm and snarling for more.Hewas the vampire, frantic to devour her.

Her eyes rolled back in her head when nothing could hold her anymore.

Thirty-Four

Mina’s body slowly returned to her control, altered forever by Silt’s bone-melting kiss. As she lay sprawled, he slid his fingers from her.

Seeming unable to help himself, he sucked them clean with a shudder. Noticing her riveted attention, he avoided her gaze.

“Sorcerer? What is it?” She was amazed by how steady she sounded when he’d just delivered even more revelations.

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