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She moans.

Her legs are dangling in the air.

Her hands are moving over my arms. Touching. Feeling.

I inhale against her skin.

Fingers tangle in my long hair, and I smile against her pulse.

Then her fingers move and grip the base of my horn.

My cock throbs.

Fire laces through my vertebrae, and I feel another tear form in my shorts.

I open my mouth, pressing the flat surface of my fangs against Rune’s heated skin.

She tugs on my horn. Pulling my head down. Like she’s trying to force my fangs into her throat.

It’s tempting. Nearly impossible to resist.

But I need to be buried inside her when I bite her. Because once her sangue floods my mouth… I will lose control.

So instead of biting, I stick my tongue out, and I lick up the length of Rune’s neck.

Chapter 40

Rune

Isqueeze his horn as I moan.

He licked me.

He—

My moan turns into a squeak as we fly up the stairs.

We twist midair, and I blink at the ceiling of the narrow staircase as it blurs above me. Then we’re upright again. In the center of my apartment.

Next to my bed.

Slowly, he, Vameer, lowers me.

My body drags down his front.

Against his hard body.

Over the hard bulge at his waist.

Until my feet touch the floor.

He loosens his hold on me, dragging his hand over my body as he lets me go.

Then he takes a step back. Removing all contact between us.

My breaths are coming fast. And my heart is beating wildly.

This is it.