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Everything felt different as he spread her with his fingers, baring her pouting clitoris. She was eager too, her folds plump and ready.This sorcerer’s paradise.He gave her little bud a flick of his tongue. . . .

“Oh, Adham, yes!” She petted her breasts, molding those ravishing mounds to his delight.

He delved a finger into her slickened core. “Sotight,” he grunted against her clit. “Luscious.” Burning need besieged him. More than desire. Everything with Kosmina wasmore.

When she pinched her red nipples and jolted, he groaned into her curls, nearly spilling his seed on the ground. Somehow he kept control. He wedged a second finger inside her, thrusting them.

In a wanton voice, she murmured, “I float atop your fingers.”

Sand almighty!He pumped them; he licked. Switching hands, he gripped her taut ass and teased her moisture between her cheeks with a blunt fingertip.

“Oh!” She clawed the rock behind her, thighs quivering.“Ohhh . . .”

Fingers filling her everywhere, he sucked at her little clit at the same time. She gripped his hair and mindlessly rode his mouth and hand.

As her cries rang in his ears, one thought replayed:She’s mine. She belongs to me.He set back in to finish her, commanding, “Give me your come.” That belonged to him too.

Throwing her head back, she screamed,“Adham!”and offered herself up to his lips. Her channel squeezed his fingers, more torment for a man awash in it—until her wet climax almost stole his.

Adham kissed her thighs, then rose to take her mouth, sharing her taste.

Mina gave a cry against his lips, her arousal rebounding. Which meant her fangs were sharp. When she drew back, he understood her hesitation.

Leaning his forehead against hers, he said, “It’s time for you to drink, love.”

He was ready. Was she? “If this goes the other way?—”

“It won’t. You’ve already robbed me of my godsdamned heart. You’ll take my blood as I take you. Just follow your instincts.”

They’d never been clearer. She hungered for him in every way possible. Yet her gaze dipped to that taunting vein.

“Mina?”

When she peered up at him, his pupils were blown.

“Yes! That. We . . .Yes.” He hastily palmed her head and guided her to her knees.

She gripped his length. He bucked with readiness, so she gave him a praising stroke. “Are you sure?”

“Utterly. Certain.” Voice husky, he ordered her, “Now.”

He asked for it.She leaned forward, licking his flesh in greeting. His taste ruled her, until logic held no sway. As she widened her jaw and suckled the crown between her lips, he didn’t breathe, his chest still.

She slowly sank her fangs into his meaty rod behind the head, and that vein gave up its elixir, no punishment necessary.Homecoming.A direct channel to the sorcerer’s thundering heart.

“Gods almighty.” His head fell back, his body whipcord tense as he bellowed to the sky.“Yes!”

Blood shot so hard down her throat, she didn’t have to suck. She still did, hollowing her cheeks as she consumed him. Her lids slid shut, a canvas for more starbursts.

Life. Magic. Adham.

She’d been born for this. For this sorcerer.

Drinking him so might be a taboo, but it wasn’t a danger, and it wasn’t wrong.Nothing this right can be wrong.

When she opened her eyes again, he was gazing down at her in disbelief. He cupped her face with glowing palms. “Mina. Mine. I’ll feed you well for eternity.” His erection swelled even more, tightening around her throbbing fangs, as if to hold them there forever.

With each pulse of his mighty shaft, blood surged throughout her body, heating her from the inside. She gripped his narrow hips with her claws, a ravenous vampire glorying in her mate’s nectar.