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“You’re injured and just as drained as I am.”
“Your confidence in me is breathtaking.”
He caught my wrist before my fingers could reach the next button, though his hold stayed loose. “I don’t know what giving me more will cost you.”
“Neither do I.”
“That concerns me.”
“It concerns me too.” I turned my wrist inside his hand until our palms met. “I don’t want to stand here and watch you split your body open trying to prove you can stand.”
“I can stand.”
“You’re leaning on the dresser.”
His gaze moved toward the hand braced against the wood. His thumb moved over my palm. “You will stop the moment you feel weak.”
“I’ll stop before then.”
“Liv.”
“I’ll stop.”
I rose onto my toes and pressed my mouth against his. Lux froze beneath the first touch. His hands hovered near my waist, waiting.
“Hold me,” I whispered. His palms settled against my hips. The bond opened. His power waited on the other side, dark, damaged, and vast enough to make my newly awakened hunger rear up with greedy enthusiasm. My body wanted to pull until nothing remained. The instinct had no patience or concern for the current state of his organs.
I drew in a shallow thread. Heat spread over my tongue and down my throat. Lux’s breath caught against my mouth.
More. My fingers tightened in his shirt.
“Liv,” he gasped.
“I want more.”
“I know.” His hands flexed against my hips.
I pulled another careful thread from him. Hunger sharpened through my stomach, urging me to open wider and drag him empty. My tongue slid into his mouth, swallowing his moan.
“Enough,” Lux said, breathless.
I stopped. It took effort. More than I wanted him to know. The bond carried the truth to him anyway.
“Now give it back,” he murmured. “Don’t force it. Let your body decide what shape it wants.”
“That is terrible instruction.”
“I’ve never trained a succubus.”
“Amateur.”
His mouth moved against mine. “Give it back, Little Flower.”
The growl beneath the words dragged heat through my entire body, and apparently, my tail agreed. The heart-shaped tip slipped beneath the waistband of his boxers before I understood what the traitorous thing planned. It curled around his cock and gave one firm stroke.
Lux bit my lip.
His eyes turned feral, red nearly swallowed by his pupils. His hips drove forward on instinct, forcing another stroke through the tight grip of my tail.
