Page 214 of Red Ruin
This motherfucker is still here???
Azrid sneers.
Turns are for fucking go-karts, not for sharing my wife.
Shit. The clock.
The second I blink, a shadow steals my spot.
Azrid tilts her head. Those creepy fucking shadow tongues take her mouth.
I’d crush his skull, but when Iris twists, she flashes her long, pale throat. My knees go weak.
I suck her collarbone.
Her hips buck.
That’s all me.I smirk.
Kissing up her neck, I use my whole mouth, rubbing her with my nose and sniffing her skin. Sweat and a little smoke add a sexy fucking edge to her minty sweet core.
Fucking addictive.
I could bust a happy nut from licking her ear. She wiggles when I tease her earring chain on the tip of my fang.
More.
I slide a hand around her shaky thigh, pushing Azrid out of the way to stroke her hot, honeyed clit.
She yelps a muffled, “Vnnnn!”
Obviously, that’s my name in tongues.
I tease through her pants, tugging the fabric hard. “Is this how you like your clit rubbed?”
Her soul-silks latch into me, all glowy, likefuck yeah I like it!
My cock and fang throb to the same beat.
It’s not their time to unload.
“I’ll make you come on my fingers, then on my tongue. Then you can ride my fin and edge me until I’m fuckingbeggingyou to take this cock and let me fill you. I’ll be so good and patient for you, Firefly. And when you’re ready for this fang, I’ll?—”
“Time’s up.” Smug as shit, Azrid drags Iris through the shadows.
Bound before I can blink, I fall sideways. Instead of tasting her ear, I catch a mouthful of sheet still warm with her body heat.
Fuck!
I claw the shadows out of my face. At the foot of the bed, Iris leans against the bat bastard. Her uniform hangs all fucked up. Her eyes glow bright with sex and magic, and her heaving throat glistens thanks to my tongue.
I crawl across the mattress, hard cock swinging painfully between my thighs. At the edge of the bed, I reach for her. “Five more minutes?”
Iris straightens her uniform. “We have to go.”
Her hands shake.
