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Scales rippled under his hands as she fed, and he sensed when her clavicle healed as well as the slashes in her wings. The deep pull of her mouth at his throat filled him with a dark need, and he slid his hands to her back encountering the stems of her wings. He gripped them, ignoring the lance of pain as their sharp edges sliced his hands. She shivered and bucked on top of him, releasing his neck to stare into his eyes. Tehdra’s darker than midnight gaze, he caught the wickedness he always sensed lurked there. Now, she no longer hid it from him.
A black mark, stark against the pale beauty of her skin, curved up her neck, caressing her left cheek. The blackest of chakra still contracted around her, stroking his skin and leaving hot streaks of pleasure in its wake.
Her head lowered and the long hot swipe of her tongue lapped his wounds, knitting and healing the savage tears she’d made. Hands that curled into claws pierced her neck, and she bared her throat to him. It was a starkly submissive gesture.
Ajali was not sure why he drank. A dark compulsion rode him, fuelled by the sheer carnality of her.
Xian’s distant scream barely jolted him. He absorbed Tehdra’s sharp pleasure as he licked at her neck, tasting her blood. The pain at the withdrawal of her wings from his shoulders barely penetrated as the lust that hazed her mind reflected his needs.
Her back quivered, and the scales and wings disappeared, leaving her naked to the gaze of their audience. He rolled with her, covering her body as desire rode him hard and deep. He did not flinch as darkness blanketed him, taking him under as they roiled with it, traveling with the shadows to his bedchambers.
Fangs pierced Ajali’s chest, creating the sweetest of rapture. The need in his veins had him tumbling Tehdra on the massive divan. Her thighs clamped around his hips, and he reveled in her strength. She would be able to handle him without restraint. There would be no worry about hurting delicate bones.
He thrust two fingers deep inside of her, groaning at the heated wetness. Her soft growl rumbled against his chest as she fed on his blood, arousing him further.
More, hissed against his mind in sensual hunger.
He grabbed a padded cushion and stuffed it under her hips. Ajali stared at the sensual picture she presented, and his cock grew impossibly hard. His blood sparkled on her lips like red rubies. That mouth. That beautiful, pouting mouth. It begged to be taken, bruised, fucked.
“Ajali,” she cried, raising her hips in entreaty.
He held her legs wide, bent and licked her pussy in one heated swipe before drawing her clitoris in his mouth and sucking hard. She screamed, shivered, and pulse liquid fire. She tasted like sin and all that was forbidden. Tehdra whimpered, and it was a sensual plea for more.
She bucked and, in a blur of speed, had him pinned and straddled. He chuckled, loving the display of strength. He gripped her midnight hair, winding it around his fist and tugging her down for a lascivious kiss.
A sharp rip shredded the air as he lost his clothes. She removed them with claws—claws that sank into his back, creating the most delicious sting. Chakra whispered over his chest, glided over him as if it were hands, leaving fire in its wake. Ajali inhaled harshly as chakra caressed his cock, stroking and teasing, mimicking her lips. He roughly ran his lips to her neck, where he bit hard, nuzzling her collar bone and capturing her nipple with his mouth.
Ajali…
The need in her voice rasped against him, urging him to fuck her.
He spun with her, placing her underneath him, lifting her hips, and thrust deep.
He groaned in ecstasy.
Her hoarse scream slid over him. The tight clasps of her muscles had Ajali gritting his teeth as the hottest of pleasure speared his cock. Sensations rolled from her mind to his, burning them, enslaving them to passion.
More, blasted in his mind filled with the overlay of her beast. It only aroused him deeper, and he tilted her hips and plunge his full length inside of her. Ajali had never felt anything so good in all his years.
He withdrew so only the tip of his cock nudged her entranced, and then slammed inside her again. He fucked into her over and over, strong and sure. Claws raked his chest, creating a blood trail. She lurched up running her tongue over the lines of blood her claws left. The wet heat licked over Ajali’s nerves. He snapped his hips hard, eliciting a raw moan from her. He felt the lash of sensual pain biting into her as well as the need for more that lit her veins.
He gripped her ass, seating her fully onto his cock and standing with her wrapped around his body like a second skin. With an almost brutal move, Ajali snapped his hips, burrowing his cock past the tightness of her flesh. Ride.
Her hips swiveled, glided up and down, undulating on his cock with exquisite torment. A claw slashed, piercing skin and letting blood.
Drink of me, mate.
His tongue swirled, licking at her essence. Her taste was hot and sublime, containing the erotic flavor of blood and a tumultuous storm. The need that bled from her was powerful and darkness rippled through him. He spun, slamming her back against the wall. Ajali gripped her as he fucked her almost violently, the plunge and retreat of his hips synchronizing with her moans and short screams. The raw, stark pleasure of her pussy clamping and squeezing his cock drove Ajali to ride even harder, secure in the knowledge that she could match him stroke for stroke, strength for strength.
She tightened on his length, shivering, as bliss that flash liked lightning along their link burned her. She screamed and bit into his neck as waves of orgasm swept through her. She tightened on him, drawing forth the release that he wanted to prolong. Ajali groaned as fire raced up his balls, and the darkness of pleasure blasted through him as her fangs pierced his neck deeper. She drank his essence, shivering around him.
Residual ecstasy had her spasming around him. He flashed with her to the bed so that she lay on top of him. He looked into obsidian eyes heavy-lidded with contentment. He rimmed the sexy poutiness of her lips, the lushness of it hardening him further inside of her.
Again, mate?
Said so sensually and with relish, he smiled. His desire for her was an aching hunger he feared would never be sated.
We have only just begun…. And after the longest of pauses, he whispered…
