I take Farrah’s wrist and lift her arm, leaning down to smellherarmpit.
I fake gag.
She gasps and slaps my chest. “Rude!”
I chuckle and bury my face into her neck. “You always smell good too. My sweet mate: Vanilla, coconut, and just a hint of passion fruit. My favorite smell, aside from your cunt.”
She squeezes her thighs together. “Don’t get me turned on. There are too many monsters here.”
“Says the woman who wants me to fuck her in front of a lot of monsters.”
“True, but that’s an exception. Do you really want them drooling over me any time I think about you?”
I sit up straight. “You’re right. I forgot. Anytime I’m with you, it’s as if the world around us doesn’t matter. I only care about you.”
“Ew,” Vara says, approaching our table. “Does he really say things like that to you?”
Farrah nods dramatically, smiling as big as her face will allow. “All the time. It’s romantic.”
“One word I’d never used to describe Locheran is ‘romantic.’”
“Whatever,” I mumble. “Are we done? I’d like to take my mate home to fuck her and fill her with my cum.”
“I didnotconsent to that visual, Loch. We’re done,” Vara says and walks off, mumbling something about ‘like an annoying brother.’
“Thorne’s going to do the same thing to you and Layla,” I yell after her. She flips me off without looking back.
I turn to Farrah. “Ready?”
“For sex? Yes! But no biting or hickeys. I have a very important meeting on Friday. I can’t have youleaving marks.”
I don’t mention that the marks would likely heal before Friday.
She gets out of the booth and heads to the exit. I follow, frowning at her back.
I’m trying not to think about Friday. I’m not invited to dinner with her father. I’ll be nearby in case something goes wrong, and we have to go in and save her. But to say I’m nervous is an understatement. I’m more than nervous. I’m determined. Determined to protect my mate. I’m preparing, gathering fuel and matches, ready to strike.
Ready to burn down the world to save her.
Chapter 23 – Farrah
“You should go to sleep,” Loch says, a brow raised. “You have a big night tonight.”
It’s four a.m. on Friday morning. The sun will be rising soon and Locheran’s right. He stands at the side of the bed, hands on his hips, and his tail whipping back and forth behind him.
He’s completely naked, since he just fucked me into the mattress.
“Oh come on. Please? I want to know.”
His head falls back as if the ceiling will have the answer. He flutters his wings behind him.
“You have, haven’t you?” I readjust on the bed to get on my knees. He glances my way and narrows his eyes. “You’ve used your tail to pleasure yourself?”
He’s close enough that I’m able to snatch said tail when it flicks near me. I let it slide in my palm until the tip is in my grip. I bring it to my mouth and wrap my lips around the flower bud shape. My tongue flails over the rough fur that covers it.
Locheran groans and shudders. His mouth parts just enough for me to see his fangs.
After one more lick, I release the tip and say, “Let me use it on you.”
