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Ignoring the rest of the room—the onlookers who weren’t sure what had just happened—Vann braced his hand around her, scrunched one hand in her hair behind her head, and devoured her with a rich kiss.

Lust surged. She kissed him back and climbed him like a pole.

Vann scooped her up in his arms, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He should be exhausted after the exchange. Only hours ago, he’d hardly been able to carry his own weight.

The room erupted in cheers, the tension instantly erased.

Everything was fine, great… for now.

Even a second apart was too long. Eryn kissed his jaw, his neck, pressed her body tight against him, as he carried her back to the bedroom.

“You mentioned horny was a thing in demon hunter weddings…” she said between kisses.

“Yup,” he answered, kicking the door shut behind them, and carried her across the room and lowered her to the bed. “Consummation seals the bond. Instinct pushes us to—”

“Or maybe I just want you.” She bit her bottom lip and beckoned him to join her on the bed.

Smiling and watching her, he stripped off his shirt and tossed it somewhere. Pants gone, he didn’t hesitate. Stripped it all off.

On top of the blankets, Eryn scooted out of the simple cotton dress.

Before she got to her underwear, Vann lowered over her and ripped them off, and tossed them aside.

His mouth was on her.

Eryn bucked against him and erupted in a desperate, thrilled laugh.

A long lick over her first, and he settled his tongue flat, firm and swirling over the hot center of her. Thrill surged through her, overheated, riding the rush of sensation.

Angling, hungry and obsessed, he vibrated his tongue over her, licking hard, fast, and thoroughly.

Aroused as hell before they’d even made it to the bedroom, Eryn gasped and moaned, needing to make noise, to move and to feel.

Vann filled her with his tongue. Thrusting and circling, until her temperature rose to feverish.

His fingers plunged inside her as he shifted his mouth up to focus back on her clit. Harder, faster, he made love to her with his mouth, his fingers, and she came off the bed with a surge of untamable climax.

As he sat up, about to climb over her, Eryn sat up to meet him.

Breathless, no words coming out of her mouth, Eryn hooked her legs over him, around him, needing to meet eye to eye.

Everything was in his look. Curiosity and affection.

On his lap, Eryn reached between them and stroked the length of him.

She craved a taste, as he had. Impatience begged her to ride him, now, but she wanted to give him the same loving torment.

Gently, she flattened her palm over his bare chest, and pushed him to lie back.

A question in the curl of his smile.

She nipped down his torso, and then up his rigid cock.

He grasped the bed and groaned.

After a long, tempting lick, she encased him with her mouth.

He hissed in satisfaction. She worked her mouth over him, lips and tongue, then a hint of teeth as she smiled around him.