My pussy twitches, knowing exactly how deep he’ll hit, how wide he’ll stretch, and how fucking satisfied I’ll feel the moment I lock into his soul and give him absolutely everything he needs.
Shit.
This Sentinel needs Guide-sex.
I want to be the one to give it to him, but only when I’m fully in control.
Not here.
Not now.
Definitely not ass-deep in kobold sludge.
I need to stabilize this guy and drag him to the base.
Also,findthe base.
And maybe get his name?
“Let me see your face,” I whisper.
Finally, the Sentinel melts for me.
His flames peel back in layers, revealing sharp, but rapidly softening features. The red tint of his skin fades to pink as I comb through his silks, trying to cool his heat.
The color is golden brown when his face appears out of the smoke.
The devilish Sentinel has pink-tinged lashes and a sexy mole beneath his right eye—on the same side as his single horn. The horn is tall and slightly twisted, rising from a nest of dark raspberry-colored hair. It shrinks as his monster features morph back into human ones, leaving behind a few curved inches that end in a blunt tip.
“There you are.” My tongue darts out, wetting my mouth to prepare.
The things I have to do for my job.
I can feel his thoughts flickering, slowly becoming more human. I tense, ready for the push-away when he realizes we don’t know each other.
There’s a ticklish realization of something in that head, but it’s not rejection. The Sentinel weaves our silkstighter.
“Guide.” He twists to sniff my fingers. “My Guide.”
“I’m not your?—”
His eyes flash to mine, swirling the same tiger pink as his hellfire.
Eye contact jump-starts the soul connection.
My stomach flips as I feel what he feels.
The pain is there, but his hunger hits stronger.
He eats up the threads of my soul like he’s fucking starving. The craving goes beyond the need to devour me. He wants me to want the same thing, and he offers himself to me with zero mental defenses.
It’sintoxicating.
And it’s way too much, too fast.
“Easy, Sentinel.” I breathe through the rush of sensation, overwhelmed in the sudden bond.
His pain.