Page 245 of Halfblood Deceived

Zeydan chuckled, double canines flashing. “You are doing wonders for my self-esteem.”

“And you for mine,” she confessed.

He winked at her. “Good to know.”

It’s weird that we’re talking right now, isn’t it? Aella wondered. She almost asked the question aloud, but Zeydan kissed her and delivered a firm, hot lick, and most of Aella’s brain functions were deactivated.

She took a fistful of his hair, urging him closer-now-please, and Zeydan responded by circling his tongue in a mind-bendingly delicious way.

“Zeydan, gods,” Aella murmured.

His shifted eyes sparkled with satisfaction. She could feel him smile against her. And then he opened his mouth wider, sucking her in…

A low cry left Aella’s mouth. Her eyes closed automatically, and her back arched against the wall. She had both hands in Zeydan’s hair now, and it was all she could do to not pull at the thick, silky strands as he… Well, as he devoured her, just as he’d promised.

The now familiar tension in Aella’s core tightened more than ever before. She was vaguely aware of the whimpers and moans escaping her lips, entwined with Zeydan’s name. She couldn’t focus on much aside from the firm grip of his warm hands on her thighs. Her entire world narrowed down to the way he feasted on her as if he’d been famished, and nothing but she could satiate him. Her breath sawed through her teeth, her hips pushed against him without her permission… and then her climax ignited.

The explosion of blissful pleasure was overwhelmingly powerful. Stronger than when she couldn’t resist the temptation to touch herself when she got into bed after spending hours in Zeydan’s company. Stronger even than the previous times that Zeydan had used his expert fingers on her.

Aella barely recognized the throaty, needy sound that left her mouth.

Zeydan didn’t stop the caresses of his talented mouth. He extended her pleasure with light, teasing flicks of his tongue and then built it anew. He paid special, exquisite attention to her sensitive bundle of nerves, sucking firmly but gently. Aella’s whole body shook with tight anticipation, and she was lost again. Her second orgasm was longer and even more powerful than the first. Bright spots exploded in her vision. She arched her neck so suddenly that she banged the back of her head against the wall, but she felt no pain at all. Idly, Aella hoped no one but Zeydan could hear the low, long, cry that dropped from her mouth.

Zeydan ran his hands up and down her thighs in a soothing motion as he licked her clean. Aella all but mewled. The aftershocks made her shiver. She couldn’t resist the temptation and looked down, finding Zeydan breathing as hard as she was. His breath was deliciously warm against her sensitive skin.

He wiped his chin with his thumb and forefinger, then took both to his mouth and licked them without breaking eye contact. “I’ve never seen something more beautiful in my life than your face when you came in my mouth, Aella.”

Aella groaned, half wanting to hide said face in her hands. She ran her fingers through his hair instead. “Thank you.”

Zeydan grinned, canines flashing. “You are very welcome.”

He carefully lowered her legs to the floor and stood, wrapping an arm around her waist to help her stay upright.

Aella’s curious eyes roamed down to his impressive erection, barely hidden by the fabric of his black trousers. Something tightened hungrily in her core even as apprehension shook her stomach.

She felt lightheaded when she met his gaze again. He placed a lock of her red hair behind her ear and examined her.

A cold sweat broke over her shoulders and back.

Which was… odd. She hadn’t perspired until now.

Zeydan’s brow furrowed. “Aella? Are you alright?”

Aella swallowed hard. “I need a moment.”

Zeydan stepped back. “Of course.”

He held her by the elbow until she was inside the bathroom.

Aella closed the door, flinching at her naked reflection. She quickly put on a fluffy bathrobe, tied her hair in a knot, and then splashed her face with cold water. The lightheadedness worsened. She held onto the counter so as not to fall.

Red drops fell on the white granite.

It took Aella a moment to realize that the red drops were blood, and that it was pouring out from her nose.

But almost as soon as she did, warm blood flooded her mouth.

Aella coughed it out, holding onto the counter for dear life. A low, terrified whimper escaped through her lips.

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