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“And the last time you tried to fly?”
“I gave it a half-hearted effort when I got attacked by the bees. I was literally in fight or flight mode, but neither would get me away from the hive fast enough, so I didn’t try very hard. The vortex was the only way to escape them.”
“Maybe you should try again sometime. Your wings… They’re beautiful, Ellister.”
Just to reinforce my statement, I comb my fingers through the feathers. Starting near the base of both wings, I travel outward to the thickest part.
So silky.
“Yeah?” Ellister stands up.
Stretching them more, he turns as he tries to look behind himself, and he ends up facing me. When he curls the wings around his body, bringing them forward, I get up and put myself inside the cocoon he’s created.
He’s not trying to turn me on—he’s just studying his wings—but as his gorgeous feathers surround me, I can’t help adoring him even more.
If some random human saw him like this, with his brooding expression, his sharp fangs, and his gigantic wings, they’d be terrified of him. As they should be.
Not too long ago, I was, too. In that cave, I thought he was a monster.
But now that I know him, his dark side is one of my favorite things about him.
I want him to fuck me with his wings out. I want his fangs sinking into my skin as he consumes me in every way.
I want his brutality.
For most of his years, he’s been more creature than man. He might be able to prosper in the sunlight and blend in with people, but he’s an animal of the night. He was born under the stars, and he spent the rest of his existence in darkness.
“Perhaps it’s your blood,” Ellister muses, grazing the lighter gray fluff. “This is new growth, and it’s coming in fast. At this rate, my wings are going to be fuller than they’ve ever been.”
Too preoccupied with admiring his healthy feathers, he doesn’t notice the way I lick my lips or how hard my nipples are inside my thin dress. I’m not wearing a bra, and the fabric is practically see-through.
Stepping in close, I trail my fingers down his chest. “We’ve been working so hard. I think we deserve a break.”
His rapt attention snaps to me, and a smirk curls up on his lips as he presses me closer with his wings. “And where, darling Hannah, shall I have you this time?”
There isn’t a room in the house where we haven’t fucked. We’ve banged against various walls, on the kitchen table, and in the bathtub.
However, we haven’t done it outside yet.
“Right here,” I reply.
“You want to be fucked in the dirt, darling?” His tone is taunting and dark, and I can tell he likes the idea.
“Yes.” Rising on my tiptoes, I kiss the place on his neck where he’d reopened the punctures so I could drink from him again when we had sex this morning.
He favors that spot, always going back to those wounds on himself to let me feed. However, when he bites me, he prefers to choose a new location. My neck, the side of my breast, my wrist.
When I’d asked him why he keeps drinking from different places, he’d said he wants to sample every part of me.
I’m not opposed to that. There are so many more areas for him to bite into.
In the next second, he’s wrapping his arm around my waist, then he flaps his wings. It’s a powerful snap, just once, and it’s enough to get us both several feet off the ground.
Squealing with surprise, I hug his neck as we float back down.
Ellister angles our bodies so we’re almost horizontal, and he spreads me out next to the chicken coop on my back.
Our project is temporarily forgotten as he hikes up my skirt. Not only did I forgo a bra, but I’ve also taken up the habit of going commando for easier access.
