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I have to fight to speak. And my voice still scrapes out like gravel. “Suck.”

Her cheeks hollow.

Warm blood coats the head of my cock inside her mouth.

“Nixy—” I try to warn her. Try to prepare her.

But she moans as she swallows. And I’m done.

Holding her still, I grunt as my release pours across her tongue.

Chapter 88

Nix

My jaw aches deliciously as Volik helps me pry my fangs from his spent cock.

I catch the last drops of blood on my tongue, then collapse back onto my butt.

Or I almost do, but I hover an inch above the ground before I slowly lower the rest of the way.

“Thanks.” I grin up at Volik.

“Do not dare to thank me, Ma Fleur.” He’s blinking. His chest is heaving. And his hands look uncharacteristically clumsy as he stuffs himself back into his pants.

A breathless laugh leaves me. “I think we did that in record time.”

“Da.” Volik lowers himself to the floor, then leans back against the wall. “Come here.” He pats his thighs.

I hold my arms out. “Carry me.”

He smirks.

Without lifting his head, he holds his arms out toward me. And I lift off the floor.

His gravito lifts me evenly, so I stay in a seated position as I move through the air to Volik.

He stops me before my knees bump into his chest, then he grips my hips and turns me ninety degrees before tugging me down and releasing his power.

I lean my cheek against his chest.

“How do you feel?”

“Awesome.” I smile as I say it.

Volik chuckles, shaking my body. “Good.”

“Seriously though.” I tip my head back so we can look at each other. “I feel like I’m a little drunk. Like my blood is buzzed.”

Volik hugs his arms around me. “That is from drinking your mate’s blood.”

“That super-charged blood thing?”

He nods. “I think so. We will find out more on Friday.”

I sigh. “You know I’m just going to be stressed out until we get there, right?”

“They will cherish you. This is a celebration.”