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Ellister sucks in a satisfied breath when his fingers find my soaked center with nothing in the way. Bending my knees, I spread my thighs wide for him.

He growls as he stares at my pussy, his pupils expanding until the black eclipses the blue.

Much to my delight, he leaves his wings out, hovering over me and blocking out the sunlight from both orbs.

His insecurity has been wiped away, and I love seeing him so proud and unashamed.

Hungrily, his tongue swipes over one of his fangs. When he grazes my inner thigh with his fingertips, I know he wants to drink from me there.

I’m all for it, and I whimper while arching my back. “Do it.”

When he dips his head, the bright glow of the suns blinds me, heightening my other senses as I close my eyes and wait to feel something.

I don’t have to wait long.

Ellister bites the inside of my thigh, so close to my pussy that his rough scruff on his jaw scratches my sensitive lips. The initial sting from his fangs is quickly replaced by the tingling sensation of frenzied sucking.

I moan, partly from how good it feels, but also because the place where I need him most is being neglected.

Of course, Ellister knows this, and he thrusts two fingers into my wet channel. He curls them upward, relying on the bond to instruct him where to go. What feels good for me also feels good for him.

With how connected we are, making love is on a completely different level. There’s a certain telepathy between us now. I don’t need to tell him what to do because he already knows.

I think there’s a reason sex isn’t this good in the human world—people would never get anything done. In their short lives, they’d never have time to complete important tasks because they’d be too busy fucking.

But we’ve got thousands of years ahead of us. For once, time is on our side.

As Ellister continues feeding, the rhythm of his fingers inside me speeds up. He repeatedly massages my G-spot while his thumb presses down on my clit.

I’m so close to coming already. Spearing a hand through my hair, I almost laugh at how easy it is for Ellister to get me off.

Having had his fill of my blood, he breaks away, removes his fingers from my pussy, and gives my slit a long lick.

He groans against my clit. “Your cunt tastes better than your blood.”

Shockingly, he hasn’t eaten me out yet. And it’s not that I don’t want him to. Of course, that would be fun. But I’m addicted to his cock.

“Your dick,” I pant. “I want your dick.”

Letting out a feral sound, he flips me over onto my stomach like I weigh nothing. After dragging me up by the hips so I’m on my hands and knees, I hear the rustling of fabric as he quickly undoes his pants.

Not more than a second later, his cock is at my entrance, and he drives forward.

When he fills my sore channel, I scream while also pushing back on him to meet his next thrust.

I don’t care that it hurts. There’s no such thing as too much with him.

I also don’t give a shit that we’re out in the open. It’s uncivilized and scandalous, but who’s going to see us? Who’s going to care?

ELLISTER

Hannah and I have just cleaned up and gotten our clothes back in place when I hear a noise I don’t welcome—beating wings. Just one set, probably a hundred yards above us.

From the way the wind bounces off them with a sharper puff, I’m guessing the person has leathery wings, not feathered like mine.

Looking up at the sky, I search for the culprit.

I spot the figure right away. Quickly assessing the lone male, I determine he isn’t nobility. His head is shaved on the sides, and the longer locks on top are woven into a no-nonsense braid along his scalp. His clothes are basic Day Realm attire; worn khakis and brown boots. No shirt.

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