“I’m sorry!” I licked my lips, and anxiously hovered my hand over his injury.
Ignoring me, he fastened his arm around my waist and stepped off the ledge. My stomach dipped, and I clutched him, squeezing tight. As soon as my feet settled on the sand, I dropped my arms. Thank God, I hadn’t touched the jagged wound. I kicked off my shoes, shucked my clothes off, and gripped his fingers to guide him to the water.
“When did you get hurt?” Had he carried me the entire way while he bled out? This had to have happened during the scuffle in Nikita’s office.
Tene said nothing. I glared at him and stopped when water caressed my waist. I cupped my hands to collect liquid and spilled it over his torso where blood painted his gray skin.
I needed to bandage it with something. My shirt would work if I tore it into ribbons.
“I’ll be back.”
Before I could move away, he yanked on my shoulder, and I tipped into the water. It splashed over my face, sending me into a spluttering fit. Swiping my palm across my mouth, I sucked in a lungful of oxygen.
“Don’t leave.” He scooped me up and hugged me to his chest, maneuvering me out of the water. “I need to have your taste,” he murmured, and lay me on the sand.
His head dipped near my belly, and I gripped his horns. The tip of his tongue flicked out and brushed against my clit, and I twitched, my hips jerking up. Moisture rushed to my pussy. Tene’s mouth on me was heaven—he never failed to make me feel like he couldn’t resist me. The power in that was enthralling.
Tene opened his mouth and the sharp tip of his teeth pressed over the mound of my clit, and he shoved his tongue into my pussy. He suddenly stiffened and his body trembled.
His removed his tongue and crawled up to gaze into my eyes.
“Are you well?” The words ran together.
I blinked up at him, panting as I forced a nod.
“You’re bleeding.” Horror tinged his words, and he gripped my face with both palms as he searched my face.
No fucking way.
My face warmed. I squeezed my legs together.
“Am I bleeding there?”
“Your pussy.”
I cleared my throat.
“It’s my period.”
“What is this?” he hissed. “I will kill thisperiod.”
“No, Tene. It’s my body. Humans bleed when they are not ...” I searched for a word. “Breeding? Pregnant?”
He stilled and his nostrils flared.
“It is not hurting you?”
“N-no.” Unless we were talking about cramps.
He relaxed and lowered down my body.
“Wait—”
I cut off with a squeak as he returned his tongue into my channel. My pussy walls gripped onto it with throbbing pulses. He feasted on my core, unaffected by the blood. My legs went numb, and tingles shot through my spine. The orgasm surged across me with such suddenness that I screamed, arching my back.
Even the dig of his talons at my spine stretched the pleasure.
“Mmm.” A purr-like sound hummed from his throat as he slid his long tongue into my needy heat.
