Fast.
Blurring toward her.
His jaws opened wide—revealing fangs like ivory towers, a throat that glowed faintly with silver fire—and then he had her.
"Ahhh!!!" Sol screamed as Pyrran's mouth grabbed her and those sharp teeth closed around her body.
The pressure was immediate and overwhelming—not piercing, butcaging. His fangs pressed against her ribs, her hips, the soft flesh of her thighs. Each tooth was longer than her forearm, smooth as polished bone, and warm from the heat of his mouth.
She could feel his tongue beneath her—massive, wet velvet, and alive. It shifted against her bare skin, adjusting her position like she was nothing more than a morsel to be savored. Thetexture dragged across her breasts, her belly, the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. And then—intentionally or not—the tip of his tongue pressed between her legs.
Sol gasped. “Oh!!”
The pressure was brief but devastating. Hot, wet muscle sliding against her most sensitive flesh, tasting her arousal, feeling how slick she'd become. “Oh!!”
Her hips jerked involuntarily, grinding against that velvety wet tongue before she could stop herself.
Pyrran groaned again—a sound of tortured pleasure that vibrated through his entire jaw and straight into her core.
He had tasted her.
Truly tasted her.
And from the way his body shuddered, from the fresh spill of silver she glimpsed dripping from between his hind legs, he had liked it.
Then, his breath surrounded her in humid waves, carrying that scent of black violet and roses. The inside of his mouth glowed faintly silver, illuminating the ridged roof above her, the glistening walls of scale and flesh.
He could crush her. She knew this with absolute certainty. One flex of his jaw and her bones would splinter like dry twigs. One swallow and she would disappear into the furnace of his belly.
But he didn't bite down.
Instead, Pyrran began to take her away.
"BROTHER, NO!" Korin's roar shook the cavern. She heard him transforming behind her—the crack of bone, the hiss of scale—but it was too late.
Pyrran was already moving with her captured in his jaw.
His wings beat once, twice, and then the world tilted violently as he launched himself into the air, taking her with him.
No! No! No!
Wind screamed past Sol's ears. They rose so fast that the golden lake shrank below them. The walls of the cavern blurred into streaks of black and crystal.
Higher!
Higher!
Sol couldn't breathe.
Couldn't think.
Could only scream as Pyrran carried her up through that terrible opening in the mountain's peak—through the heat and the glow.
And then they burst free.
The sky exploded around them.
OH GODS NO!!!!!!!
