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It was as though he’d released a beast, his vampiric side taking over and sending us both into a rut.

I cried out as I came again, his prowess and positioning driving me into an oblivion with several swift pumps of his hips.

Only this time he finally joined me, his growl an alluring sound that vibrated my chest and had me wanting to force that sound from him every day for eternity.

Multiple times a day, I thought.Every hour. Yes, yes.

He kissed me again, our shared blood a defining flavor on our tongues, creating a dessert I longed to enjoy for the rest of my life.

Not chocolate. Not truly definable. Just…ambrosia.

Our breaths mingled as we finally came down from our high, our hearts beating the same rhythm in our chests as he stared down at me with those stunning irises. “Hold on to the headboard.”

I blinked, startled by his request.

But I lifted my arms—which had regained their golden shine—and grabbed the wood above me.

“Don’t let go until you want me to stop,” he said, his words holding a sinful promise that had my cheeks warming in anticipation. “Stamina, remember?” He winked and started kissing a path down my body, pausing for a moment to worship my breasts, and moved to the apex between my thighs.

To lick me clean.

Starsssss,I hissed, arching into him, enthralled by his decadent choice yet jealous at the same time.

He must have known because he crawled back up my body to feed me some of our joint essence with his tongue, allowing me to finally taste him in the way I’d truly desired and teasing me into wanting to return the favor.

But he wasn’t done.

He went back to his task, his tongue licking me from opening to clit, where he proceeded to destroy me with his talented mouth.

Over and over again.

I chanted his name, my grip on the headboard nearly crushing the wood. I couldn’t tell if he was worshipping me or if I was worshipping him.

I eventually begged him to stop, just as he’d promised I would.

Then he fucked me again, this time slower, his mouth cherishing mine in a way that brought tears to my eyes again.

I desperately wanted to taste him, to return the favor and prove my own stamina, but he’d exhausted me entirely.

His lips feathered over mine as I lounged against him, several hours later, my moon finally appearing in the beautiful sky.

But it wasn’t just me it blessed with stardust tonight.

It was Vesperus, too.

As my mate.

CHAPTERTWENTY

VESPERUS

I ranmy fingers through Nyx’s silky hair, pleased with the rejuvenated health of her thick black strands.

She was glowing again, her skin holding that luminous golden sheen.

As is mine,I marveled, studying the glittering texture.I suppose there’s no going back now.

No harsh emotions accompanied that thought. No sense of guilt or doubt or unease, just acceptance.