He tugged aside her collar, then grazed his fangs along her bare shoulder. “I’m not human.”
Her core went molten, and he let out a sharp hiss as she squeezed his cock. Sweet Amatu, he was so fucking big. A tiny ember of fear blinked to life within her blaze of passion.
He reclaimed her mouth, a fierce, soul-searing kiss, then hoisted her up onto the table. The wood creaked and popped beneath her.
She tore her lips away. “Careful. Don’t want to damage Leonard’s table. Not after he was so kind to let us stay here.”
“I’ll buy him a new one,” Cael growled, hiking up her skirt and kneeling beneath her. He slipped his fingers into her panties, then pulled them down over her stockings. She opened her legs, baring herself, and he groaned. “Fuck, I’llbuildhim a new one.”
She braced her hands behind her and the table squeaked another protest.
Cael trailed his nose along her inner thigh. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this again. Haven’t been able to get the taste of you off my tongue since Rhamnos.”
She stared down at him, wide-eyed and breathless. “I thought about it all the time. About how good your mouth felt on me. About how much I wanted you, too.”
“You have me,” he confessed, unblinking. “Always. Any part of me.”
She grabbed his shirt, trying to tug him upwards. “I wantallof you, Cael. No more waiting.”
Resisting her tug, he grinned, a fang glinting in the waning sunlight. “Sorry, Blondie. You’re going to have to wait a little longer.”
He spread her thighs apart, then licked her from base to apex. A long, slow glide. Stars bloomed in her vision.
He shuddered a breath against her bare flesh. “Fuck, I could live off your taste.”
Xenia threw her head back, rolling her hips as Cael licked and suckled her. Teased out her pleasure. Flicked his tongue through her flesh. Her thighs trembled, and staccato whines parted her lips. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and she nearly bucked off the table.
“Cael, please,” she moaned, needing to be filled by something. And though she very much preferred his cock, right now she was desperate enough for his fingers, his tongue.Anything.
He huffed an arrogant laugh, licking her again slowly. Content to take his time. He circled his tongue over her clit, then speared two fingers inside of her, and her toes curled inside her stockings.
She gripped his shoulders with her heels, using the leverage to grind herself onto his fingers. He pumped them in and out, slow at first, then faster, lapping her clit in rhythm.
She fought against her rapidly approaching climax. She didn’t want to come this way. Had been dreaming about coming on his enormous cock ever since she’d seen it gloriously in the flesh in Rhamnos.
He must have read her mind because he removed his head from between her legs, his lips swollen and glistening. He helped her out of her dress—but left her stockings on. Of course. He removed his own shirt and pants and then there he was. Towering above her with his sole wing kicked out. Utterly naked and breathtakingly beautiful.
They stayed like that for a moment, staring at each other. Studying each other. Wearing matching incredulous grins like they couldn’t believe their luck.
She wished Cael could havebeen her first. She tried not to remember the last—and only—time she’d done this. But thoughts of Jaz the scholar, of that miserable experience back in the Temple library, brought a frown to her face.
Cael leaned down to kiss it away. “No thoughts of the past. It’s just you and me. Tonight, and forever after.” He fisted his cock, then dragged the blunt head through her wetness.
“Oh, is that so?” she teased, quivering with pleasure. “Not sure I’ve agreed to forever yet.”
“I don’t share, Xenia,” Cael snarled. “You’re fuckingmine.”
Her entire body throbbed at his possessiveness, and all she could manage was a strangled, “Yes.”
He grabbed her thighs again, spreading her wider, then notched himself between her legs.
She sucked in a breath. The head of his cock felt double the size of her entrance.
There was no fuckingway.
Cael looked down between their bodies, ash-brown waves tumbling into his eyes. His muscles tensed and his brows furrowed adorably. As if he’d come to the same conclusion.
“You’re gonna have to breathe through this.” He recaptured her gaze, his lips curling into a sinful smile. “You ready?”
