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I let one snag on her collarbone. Just enough to draw blood. Blood that I lapped up with one swift swipe of my tongue.

Veyka whimpered beneath me. The scent of her arousal filled the clearing, sweet and hot and just for me.

I ripped away her skirts with one jerk of my beastly head, and then she was bare before me.

The insides of her thighs glistened. I lapped her up, savoring the taste of her pleasure. But it wasn’t enough, not for either of us.

Veyka arched beneath me, thrusting her pussy towards my questing snout. I didn’t deny her—couldn’t.

She cried out, shuddering violently at the touch of my cold nose to the hot folds of her pussy. But then I was nuzzling deeper, rubbing my rough nose against her clit, gorging my animal senses on her sweetness.

It wasn’t enough.

I had to taste her—really taste her. Not the vestiges of pleasure on her soft, full thighs. I wanted her burning core.

I flicked my gaze up, expecting to see her head thrown back, mouth parted to give me more of those delicious moans. But I found her eyes instead.

Veyka was up on her elbows, chin lifted so she could see over the round orbs of her breasts. So she could watch my beast pleasure her.

We were more than happy to oblige.

I dragged my tongue—thrice the size of my fae form and roughly textured—from her clit all the way down to the tight, puckered hole I’d fucked at Lugnasa.

Veyka came instantly, flooding my mouth with her sweet nectar. I licked up every drop, greedy for more.

Come again for me, my beast urged with a growl, swiping that vast tongue down again and again. Until she was bucking against me. I shoved my tongue inside of her, dragging it over that rough patch of nerves inside her pussy until she gushed all over me, wetting my fur.

She cried out desperately, arching her back and unleashing a howl all her own.

Suddenly, it was not my beast’s tongue buried in her pussy, but my own.

I’d shifted without even meaning to.

Veyka demanded, and I gave.

I ripped my leather trousers aside, as desperate as she to give her exactly what she wanted.

My hands landed on either side of her head as I slammed my cock into her. I had no control. Veyka had shredded it apart.

I was in my fae form, male, but my beast was still wholly in control.

Veyka met me thrust for thrust, claw for claw, screaming her pleasure to the moon like the hellcat she was.

We were animals.

Beasts of the night.

And when we came—my cock pouring my seed inside of her, her pussy clenching me as she climaxed and milked every drop of pleasure—

We roared our pleasure to the night like the beasts we were.

23

VEYKA

My power awoke in the middle of the night.

Arran was wrapped around me, his arm holding me firmly against his chest. I tried to breathe through it, to tell myself it was nothing more than reflux from too many miniature toffee cakes at dinner.

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