Page 55 of Volik

That purr builds in my chest. And she moans.

Nix moans, and I know she can feel it. The vibrations. Right where she needs them.

I grin against her flesh. “Do you like that, Mate?”

“I—Yes.” She cries the admission.

I preen as I suck her clit between my lips and purr louder.

Her sounds go straight to my cock.

Making my mate feel good is my purpose in life. I knew it would be. But now that it’s here, it’s more gratifying than I imagined.

“I-I need…”

Pulling my mouth off her sweet slit so I do not cut her with my fangs, I lift her hips higher. “I know what you need, My Flower.” Then I feast again. Starting lower this time. Licking all of her.

She wiggles.

She tugs harder on my horns.

She flexes her core against my tongue.

I tilt my head down as I lap at her special spot.

One of her hands slips off my horn.

A darker, deeper scent of fruit floods the air as she releases her other hand.

Licking my lips, I lift my head.

Nix is beneath me. Ass still in my hands. Glistening slit exposed. And she’s holding her hand palm up. Red line visible.

The newly extra-sharp tip of my horn scraped her skin.

It’s just a thin scratch. Hardly broke the surface. But there is a drop.

A single drop.

A buzz fills my brain.

The room blurs.

My mate is here.

Naked.

Open.

Willing.

Offering.

I breathe in, memorizing every inch of this moment.

“Nix…” Her name comes out as a hiss.

She holds my gaze.