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“Yes, boss.”

I crawled across the hardwood floor until I was at the edge of the bed. She sat up and moved so her legs framed me, the toy still buzzing beneath her hand. But her gaze was fixed on mine.

“Hawk.” She stroked my hair with her other hand. “It hurts. Can you help me?”

I nodded so vigorously my antennae snapped back and forth. “Please, please let me be good for you.”

She nodded with a warm smile. “You’re such a good boy, aren’t you?”

My cock jolted so hard it was painful, and I lifted her legs over my shoulders.

I kissed up the insides of her thighs, and she squirmed as my antennae gently caressed and tasted her too. I kissed higher and shoved that godsdamned toy away.

That was my job.

I unfurled my tongue, and she gasped as I licked a long stripe up from her entrance to circle her clit. She tasted delicious, just like her toxic plants. Sweet and earthy, but cut with a bitterness I knew I could get addicted to, one that made my head spin and set every nerve on fire.

She fell back, her spine arching, and her pleasure sent a hard shiver through my whole body. This was what had been happening before, our pleasures merging to the point that I didn’t know where hers started and mine ended. But now that I had my mouth on her, it was so much better.

I licked up into her nectary, wanting the taste of her from the very source. I pushed in deep, using the full length of my tongue until I pressed against the very end of her, and her legs locked around my head.

“Oh, fuck. Hawk!”

Her hips bucked off the bed, and she ground against my face and nose. I pressed into her harder. Yes, use me. Show me what you like. She circled her hips, my nose piercing catching occasionally and making her twitch. I thrust my tongue in and out, dragging against every wall until I found the place that had her moaning.

“Right there, right there…”

She told me, but I felt it deep in my gut as my cock throbbed, making an absolute mess of these abused sweatpants. She hooked her legs behind my back and tugged on my hair, pulling me just a bit deeper. The sharp tug, me moaning, her moaning, the vibration through the bond—it felt like I might come apart right there, my wings flapping erratically behind me.

They stuck straight out when she traced a finger up the flagellum of my antenna, the sensation so overstimulating I had to draw back and gasp for air. She let out a needy whine, and I replaced my tongue with two fingers, finding that same spot again and curling against it over and over as my tongue found its new target.

I placed the hollow tip directly over her clit and sucked—hard. My balls pulled tight as her warm pussy clamped down on my fingers, her pleasure and mine reaching the breaking point.

She was so close.

No, I was so close.

Fuck, it didn’t matter. It felt better than anything ever had before.

“Hawk!”

She screamed my name as more of her delicious arousal dripped down my fingers, and she was coming…wait, no, I was coming.

Fuck, we were both coming.

My body shook, but I never stopped the rhythm of my tongue and fingers until I felt the final wave pass through her and tip into overstimulation.

I finally sat back, breathless, as my pants clung to me in a sticky mess. But as she lay panting on the bed, she was radiant. A flame like none I had ever experienced before. She was glowing, inside and out, and for the first time since we’d met, she was free of the clawing darkness that had woven itself into her.

I had done that, if only for a little while.

And I never wanted that light to go out again.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Oral Hex

My head was spinning.