Instinctually, I do exactly that, his calming lavender scent filling my senses and lulling me into a state of utter confusion.
I’m in pain. Yet I’m… I’m elated.
I’m soothed.
I’m writhing withheat.
I don’t know what he’s doing to me, but it’s shattering my hold on reality.
And, abruptly, I’m flying.
Except his wings are still tucked at his back and we’re seated in the chair. It’s just the perception of being in flight that I’m experiencing.
Because I’m climaxing again.
It shouldn’t be possible.
I’veneverbeen able to come like this.
Holy wow…
I black out. Or I think I do. I’m… I’m not really sure.
But suddenly my back is against something hard, and I’m staring up at the ceiling.
And King Negru… he’s… he’s… I squint, my head barely lifting off of whatever I’m lying on—the table, maybe?—to see his dark head disappearing between my thighs.
There are dishes everywhere. Food. Shattered glass.
Definitely still in the dining room.
What is he…?
My lips part as something velvety strokes between my folds. Something wet. Something distinctly like…a tongue.
When his mouth seals around my clit and sucks, I buck upward, the wooden surface beneath me allowing me to glide with ease.
Until his palm pushes me back down.
“No moving,” he growls, the vibration of those words traveling through my nerve endings and setting me on fire. “I want to do this properly, pet.”
Everything he’s saying, everything he’s doing… it’s…
Oh, hell.
I’m done thinking.
I’m done trying to process what’s happening to me.
I walked into a monster’s home to find out if he existed. Now I know the truth. And it’s time to face the consequences of my choices.
If he wants todevourme like he claimed, then I’m helpless to stop him. I may as well?—
A scream leaves my mouth as something sharp pierces my intimate flesh.
His fangs, I realize, suddenly on fire inside and out.
His hand holds me down as he… as heswallows.
