Page 161 of Invoking the Blood


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Faye moaned her agreement, arching her back harder to lift her hips for Rune.

He didn’t think he would find sharing Faye pleasing but watching the Ra’Voshnik take Faye’s mouth— Knowing this excited his queen. Darkness, it made him ache.

Rune took himself in hand, sliding the head of his cock through her sex. Wetting himself with her desire. Faye whimpered rolling her hips in invitation. Rune pressed down on the small of her back and eased himself into her.

Faye moaned, and the Ra’Voshnik’s head fell back. Her claws dug into the creature’s waist as she took more of Rune’s considerable length.

“This isn’t going to last very long if you keep moaning around my cock.” The Ra’Voshnik grated.

The corner of Rune’s mouth lifted as he leaned back, watching his length slide into her. He growled, driving into her harder. Needing to possess her, to hear her scream his name.

Faye cried out and the Ra’Voshnik clenched his jaw, his muscles going tense. A look Rune knew well. Keeping his rhythm Rune leaned over Faye, brushing his lips over the nape of her neck.

“Swallow your Voshki’s spend for me,” Rune purred at her ear.

Faye moaned, her little claws drawing blood as she tightened her grip.

The Ra’Voshnik drew a ragged breath as it tensed, going still. The creature’s brow lowered as it bared its fangs. Faye worked him, moving in time with Rune.

Faye lifted her head, pushing herself up from the Ra’Voshnik’s lap. Faye kissed the creature, wrapping her arms around its neck.

“Thank you,” the Ra’Voshnik said as Faye lay her head on its shoulder. “Are your wings sensitive?” It brushed the back of its finger down the outer membrane. Then the next. She cried out when he stroked the innermost part of her wing where it connected to her back.

“Here?” The Ra’Voshnik traced soft circles until she trembled.

“Please,” Faye sighed, reaching back. Her dainty claws sank into Rune’s thigh. She pulled him forward urging him to increase his pace.

Rune followed her lead, taking her harder. His fangs lengthened, sharpening for her. He was a fool to ever have thought her ill-suited. Fate could not have given him a better match.

“Do you like spreading your legs for the Shadow Prince? Having his cock so deep inside you.”

Rune groaned at the intimate fluttering around his length as Faye moaned at the Ra’Voshnik’s heated words. She was close.

“Have you missed us, love?” The Ra’Voshnik asked. She made an appreciative sound, and it said, “Offer us your throat.”

Faye leaned back against Rune, sweeping her hair back as she lifted her chin. The Ra’Voshnik took her throat. Faye cried out, tensing as she came around his cock. She panted, stroking the Ra’Voshnik’s hair as it drank from her.

His night breeze reached back cupping the back of Rune’s neck. She pulled him closer, bringing his mouth to her throat.

Rune’s fangs sharpened, aching for her. He brushed his lips over her pulse. Feeling the hypnotic beat beneath his kiss. His lids slid closed as he opened his mouth wide. The tips of his fangs piercing her flesh.

She submitted to his bite, the length of his fangs sinking into her.

Faye moaned as his arms tightened around her. She clung to the Ra’Voshnik as she came again. The intimate fluttering around his cock he would feel several more times before the night was out.

Rune bit down, sinking his fangs a fraction deeper. Smiling as his night breeze screamed her pleasure. Her wings shot forward, whipping their hair as they folded around the Ra’Voshnik. Encircling it in a tight hold.

Rune withdrew his fangs, pressing his mouth to his bite. Her dark rich blood wet his tongue, and his mind blanked. She was the desire he imagined feeling beneath the Hunter’s Moon.

His brow drew down as his tongue slid over his bite. Her power flickered through him, lighting a fire across each of his nerve endings.

Rune cursed in High Tongue as he savored her, knowing full well her decadent blood ruined him. He would crave this for the remainder of his days. Crave her.

Only her.

He groaned, drinking lightly as he chased his own release. Pinning her waist to him. Thrusting faster. Harder.

Rune came with a growl, his body going rigid as he spent deep inside her.

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