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He inhales again, and his chest rumbles.

Then I’m on my back, cushioned by a cloud of smoke.

My clothing disappears.

Vameer presses his mouth to my core.

And I lose myself all over again.

His tongue. His long licks. The warm, wet pressure.

Time warps. And moments, or many minutes later, I’m coming again. Gripping his horns. Holding his face tight against my body.

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With the taste of us on my tongue, I crawl up Rune’s body and push back into my mate once. Twice. Then I pull out just in time to coat her belly with my cum.

Her eyes are squeezed closed when I collapse next to her on the bed of gravito.

I’m tempted to lick myself off her, just for an excuse to have my mouth on her skin. But instead, I heat my palm and glide it over her flesh.

Just like the blood from before, my essence turns to ash and dances away on the breeze.

Eyes still closed, Rune smiles up at the sky. “You could’ve done that the first time.”

I hum, agreeing that I could’ve.

On my side, I watch as her brows furrow. “What are you thinking of?”

Rune opens her eyes and turns her head to the side, looking at me. “I’m not on the pill.”

I push up onto my elbow as I watch her, waiting for more. But when she doesn’t continue, I admit, “I do not know what that means.”

Her brows lift. “The pill?”

Slowly, I shake my head.

“Birth control?”

“I’m not…” My own brows lift. “Pregnancy?”

My gaze trails down over my mate’s deliciously naked body, and a quiet purr thrums through my chest.

I would like that.

My purr fades. “You are not old enough.”

Her mouth opens, and she blinks. “I just turned thirty.”

I brush my thumb over her cheek. “I’m unsure about human-vampire pairings. But vampire women don’t become fertile until seventy.” I drag my thumb over her lower lip, taking in the glimpse of fang. “You are not entirely either at the moment, but vampire offspring are strong. And large. I do not think you can become pregnant until you are fully vampire.”

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Istare at him.