“Maybe” was all I managed. My mouth had suddenly become dry, all the moisture in my body seemingly being syphoned to between my legs.

“I dampened my senses, Lex.” His voice was low and guttural. “I thought it would be best when we weren’t on our own. But if your thoughts are as wicked as I think they are, you’re going to have to set your boundaries now, my little witch.” Lochran took another step, placing a hand on the tree above me. He loomed over me, blocking out the moon, shadows swirling around us. “Because once I release my incubus side, I won’t have time for questions.”

“Touching!” I blurted out. Touching was what the plan was... but the way his chest heaved in anticipation had me picturing him turning me around and pressing my chest against the tree as he pushed my dress up, his shadow talons shredding my panties before running through my folds and realizing how wet I was for him. The thought of him sheathing himself in me in one smooth, claiming movement—

“Fuck, Lex,” Lochran groaned. His arm quivered above me as the sound of wood splintering filled my ears. I glanced up to see his shadow talons embedded in the bark. “Your wicked thoughts will be the death of me.”

Lochran took a deep, steadying breath before raising his free hand to my face, a long finger hoveringwithin reach of my cheek. “Just touching.”

I couldn’t tell if it was a question or a reminder to himself. In answer, I pressed my cheek to his finger. His touch was electric, sending a spark so powerful to my core that I let out an unconscious moan.

Lochran’s finger traced lightly over my cheek and down my neck. “When you first came down the stairs”—his fingers slipped under my cardigan—“and this was draped off one shoulder”—he pushed the cardigan off said shoulder, the material pooling in my elbow—“I thought you were the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen in my life.”

Naw.

“Now show me where you’re aching to be touched, my wicked little witch.”

My succubus roared inside me as I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and guided his hand to between my legs.

Lochran hitched a breath as his finger glided over the damp material of my panties. “You’ve been drenched for days, Lex.” His voice was a low grumble, his lips so close to my neck that every syllable sent a spark to my very core. My body rolled in tandem with his strokes, a silent beg for more.

“I should tease you, my little witch. I should draw this out until you beg me for your release.”

“Please.”

Well, that didn’t take long.

Lochran’s laugh was a low, possessive grumble as his finger looped underneath the hem of my panties. “I love that you’re so ready for me,” he said as his finger circled my entrance. He pushed the tip of hisfinger inside me, and—fuck—I wasn’t going to last long.

My voice was nearly a whimper as I begged, “More.”

Lochran stroked inside me just the once, slowly feeling every contour of me, before adding a second finger. The stretch wasincredible.

I barely noticed that he’d brought his head down to my ear until his hot breath brushed over me. “I’m going to make you come as quickly as you made me, my little witch.”

With that, he plunged his fingers deep inside me, his thumb rolling over my clit with every quick, powerful thrust of his hands. The tip of his tongue flicked at my ear before gliding down my neck. Heat pooled in my core, and I barely had the sense to realize that his tongue was inhumanly long as it licked up the length of my neck.

The image of his long tongue pulsing inside me had a fresh wave of dampness coating my mate’s hand, and he growled in pleasure.

Fuck.

My mate was making good on his promise to make me come as quickly as he had last night.

The sound of wood splintering barely registered as Lochran racked his claws through the bark above my head. Suddenly, his arm was under me, lifting me off my feet, pushing me higher up the tree and—

Deeper.

He could thrust his fingers inside mesinfullydeep at this angle.

“You like it quick, don’t you? I saw the flash of desire, the way you wanted me to rut you. To pin you against the tree andclaim you—”

“Lochran!” I cried out.

“Come for me, witch.” Lochran’s fingers curled inside me, stroking that glorious spot as his thumb rolled over my clit. On my mate’s command, I came.Hard.

My orgasm was so powerful that I only barely remembered Lochran licking his fingers clean before he pulled me against his chest, spread his shadow wings, and flew us home.

Yup, I came so hard that I didn’t even have the mental capacity to be awestruck that my mate’s shadow wings weren’t just for show. He could actually fly.