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“You can’t be serious.” She reached for me but quickly dropped her arm, something in my demeanor must’ve warned her against it. “Bane?”

I shook my head, unable to stop the dark laughter pouring from me in spurts. “Bleedin’ run already. I can’t hold myself back much longer.”

The color drained from her face as she whirled and raced to her apartment, hand trembling as she jammed the key into the lock and hurried inside.

I resisted the urge to immediately give chase. Instead, I flew up to the roof of the library and entered through the door under the eaves, tossing my helmet aside. Shaking out my stone fur, water droplets flung everywhere as I bolted down the short set of stairs and hurried to the third-floor railing.

It has to have been at least five minutes by now. My hand rubbed over the throbbing erection still partially trapped in my pants. Mason sure as Hell thinks so.

“More like thirty seconds,” Freddy rebuked.

Dismissing his ill-timed input, I bounced on my heels, lifting my tail to lick off the remainder of Miko’s release not washed away by the weather. My eyes closed. I wanted more. Needed more. She tasted exactly like a cherry blossom green tea latte drizzled in honey from Little Moth Tea Shop.

My ears twitched, signaling me to the creak of the bookcase door sliding open, swiftly accompanied by Miko’s panted breaths. Desire wound around my cock, driving my unescapable hunger higher.

Unwilling to wait any longer, I gripped the railing with my tail and slowly lowered myself upside down over the edge as she crept closer to the stacks. My teeth sunk into my lower lip, four fangs piercing it between them, my brain insisting on a fool’s attempt to stifle my laughter lest I give up my position. She moved as if I wouldn't be able to hear her soft footsteps, let alone smell the slick dripping down her thighs.

I waited not so patiently for her to move closer, then grabbed her braid with one hand and the nape of her neck with the other, sweeping her lips into an unexpected kiss from above and muting her scream that seemed to be fueled with both desire and fright.

My wings flared as I deepened the kiss, plundering her mouth, and a shudder ran through my limbs. The way our tongues battled had not changed despite the drastically different angle. If anything, stroking the underside of her tongue with mine only made me harder.

I groaned, lust consuming my mind.

If I don't get inside her in the next two minutes, I might very well die.

“Such a good fucking girl,” I praised against her lips and dropped to the wooden floorboards, part of me noticing how my accent thickened right along with my need to be inside her.

“What are you going to do to me?” she asked breathlessly, causing me to chuckle deeply. I encircled her with my wings, hugging her close and cage her waist with my tail.

“You don't want me to tell you that. It'll ruin the surprise.”

Her eyes hardened with a spark of defiance, visible even through her rain-streaked glasses, and she squirmed in my hold. I let her go, a grin pulling at my cheeks. Gods, she’s a tempting cock-tease, even if she didn’t mean to be.

The shocked, triumphant expression on her face blended with renewed determination. I allowed her to run the length of one aisle just so I could watch the way her arse jiggled in her clinging clothes, then caught her, pinning her back to a bookcase and removed her smudged glasses. Gazing down into her dilated eyes, the world around me grew dim as she stared between our bodies. My cock jerked with her attention, attempting to punch through my jeans.

Miko’s lips parted. “Fuck.”

“No more running,” I commanded, ripping her clothes away with my claws. “You’re mine.”

Miko nodded dazedly, jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist. Well, she tried to anyway. I hummed with satisfaction at just how wide her legs were spread to ease my way between them. My tail wound around her breasts, then cinched tightly, elevating and squeezing them together like ripe fruit begging to be tasted. So, I did. I flicked my forked tongue over a nipple, the pink tip hardening as I massaged it from all sides.

Miko moaned, arching her back and grinding on my still covered length. The sensations overwhelmed me and I sucked in a sharp breath, a release quickly barreling toward me. She went pliant under my hands. If her scratching nails and the nips with her dull little human teeth along my shoulders meant anything, she wanted this just as badly as I did.

A tiny growl issued from her. “Take your damn pants off, Grotesque.”

I laughed against her neck, moaning a moment later as she pinched my nipple hard. “Yeees. Do that again.”

Her body tensed like she was going to argue, instead, she giggled, fulfilling my request, only this time she teased both. I threw my head back, pleasure coursing from my ballocks straight to my leaking cockhead. Miko hummed, grinding down on me.

I panted, resting my forehead against hers. “Bossy little thing aren't you, Baby Girl?”

She pinched my nipples harder, adding in a little twist, while rocking against me. “Maybe, but you like it,” she retorted, voice husky as she tried to shove my pants off with her heels.

“Slow d—” The command I meant to make shifted into a long groan, and I came directly against Miko's pretty little pussy before my pants even uncovered me fully, my ribbed tip catching on her clit with every jerk of pleasure.

She gasped as my release shot all over her, rope after rope of it mixing with her own arousal. “Jesus fuck, that's so hot,” she panted.

I couldn't find the words to agree with her; my mind lost in an orgasmic haze.