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Like she was the most precious thing in his world.

As he kissed her, his fingers slipped into her hair, and hepulled. The pressure wasn’t enough to truly hurt, but she reveled in the delicious sting of it. There was something about the feel of her mate using her body, moving her as he wished. Damn her,she wanted to fulfill his every desire, just as she knew he wanted to fulfill hers.

Something flickered in the blue flames in his eyes. Pulling back, his gaze raked across her face.

That one look had her core melting.

Desire pooled in her, and she could feel herself growing wet with need. For a moment, she wondered if the phantom Elias could scent that desire because hunger filled his gaze as his nostrils flared. Then he descended upon her once more. As he kissed her, the desire in her core swelled further, and for a moment, the need was so strong that she couldn’t breathe.

Spread me. Fill me. Fuck me.

She didn’t want him to be gentle. She wanted a touch so intense, so consuming that she’d feel bruises where his fingers pressed into her skin. But instead of pulling off her leathers, he continued to kiss her, never releasing her hair.

Her fingernails raked over his chest, leaving marks. This only seemed to incense him further because he pulled back. His eyes glowed a brilliant blue, brighter than anything she’d ever seen.

Then pleasure was ripped from her.

She cried out as starlight burst behind her eyes. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, so hard she thought she might drown. Even as the height of her pleasure peaked, she thrust against his thigh, desperate for any kind of friction.

But he didn’t have to touch her for her to come.

Erox consumed the sexual pleasures of their partners, and they didn’t have to touch their prey for them to reach climax. But Elias… he liked to touch her, to torture her with the promise of pleasure. He so rarely justfedon her.

But the telltale humming in her chest filled her as her essence swelled, flowing up her throat.

His grip on her hair tightened, forcing her to tilt her head back even more. Her essence was a brilliant blue—the same color as his eyes. And he sucked it into his mouth.

The essence that he could wield.

As he fed, she watched as some of the gauntness in his cheeks faded before her very eyes.

Releasing her hair, his hands moved to her pants, untying them at the waist before pulling them halfway down. Then he turned her around, forcing her onto her hands and knees. As though he couldn’t wait long enough to pull them off.

She tried to turn around, to see what he was doing. But the moment he saw her turning toward him, his fingers closed around the back of her neck, forcing her head down.

Damn her, she wanted him to lose himself inside her—to fuck her until her body was raw from sating his need.

Something pressed against her ass, and it took her a moment to realize he’d spat and then notched his cock there.

Oh.

They’d never tried that before, and she swallowed thickly.

This is just a dream, she thought, though she wasn’t sure why she needed reminding.

Even if it hurt, she wanted him to fuck her.

Grabbing her hip in one hand and his cock in another, he pressed. She gasped, her breath hitching as he slipped inch by inch into her.

It was unlike when he filled her pussy. This felt far more sensitive. The fullness of him was almost too much, but he moved slowly. She felt herself stretch as his wide cock pressed deeper into her ass. His shallow thrusts allowed her to adjust to the size of him—and the feel of him there. Gradually, she relaxed into him. As she did, she felt pleasure building in her core once more.

Again, fingers slipped into her hair as he grabbed it and pulled, forcing her to submit to him fully. She was utterly at his mercy.

His movements became faster, increasing in both quickness and…need. It was as if, even though their bodies were joined, it wasn’t enough. He needed more of her.

And she needed more of him.

Her hands and knees pressed into the fathomless darkness beneath where she kneeled, and her shadows swirled around them. Tendrils curled around his calves and her arms, never stopping moving, as though feeding off their shared pleasure.