Page 205 of Vameer

And then she moves the hand at the head of my dick, stroking.

She strokes. And she licks. All while she lets out quiet moans.

Then a fang scrapes over my taut flesh.

My stomach clenches. And she pulls her face back.

“Sorry.” Her apology is breathy.

And I’m done holding back.

My hand darts down and grips one of her horns. “I don’t need your apology, Prinsessa. I need you to do it like you mean it.”

With my hold on her horn, I bring her mouth back to the side of my cock. But I don’t stop when her tongue touches my heated skin. I keep pulling until her mouth is open wide, as much of my girth wedged between her lips as possible.

“Now suck,” I command. And I push down.

Her fangs pierce the top of my dick. And a deep groan I can’t stop rolls out of my chest as she sucks.

Her hand at my base flexes, and her hand around the head of my dick tries to stroke. But now her eyes are rolling back. And she’s squirming.

Still holding her horn in one hand, I reach out and wrap my hand over hers at the tip of my cock, and I use her to stroke myself.

Her smaller hand moves with mine.

Faster. Harder.

And then she purrs.

The vibrations move through her fangs, straight into my dick.

And that’s it.

I start to come.

The first rope of release hits the floor.

Her hand slips out from under mine. And I watch as the second splashes against her palm.

The third. Fourth.

It drips down Rune’s wrist. Down her arm.

The final pulse misses her hand completely.

She pulls her fangs free from my dick, and I let go of her horn, already reaching for her, expecting her to collapse.

But then she grins. “I love honey.”

And with her eyes on mine, Rune licks her palm.

My gravito bursts into a red cloud, covering every wall of the room.

Making it soundproof.

Then it’s my turn to grin, as I toss my mate onto the bed.

Chapter 119