Page 94 of Daman

“It is.” My cheeks heated. We’d had sex so many times, but this was different. It meant more. “Our hybrid forms are seen as our purest selves. Taking a lover that way is the highest degree of intimacy. Because we’re giving all of ourselves to another.”

“I’ll give all of myself to you too.” Daman gently pushed against my chest, and I rolled off him. A small smile crossed his face as he stood from the bed and pulled up his shirt, rolling his body as he did, the muscles of his abdomen moving sexily beneath his skin.

“Is this… how do you say… a striptease?”

He snorted and tossed his shirt at me. I mirrored his smile and held the material to my nose, warmth pooling in my belly at his scent.

“If only we had a stripper pole,” Daman said. “I’d rock your world.”

“You already do. No stripper pole needed.” A thought occurred to me. “Is that what you do at the vampire’s nightclub? I remember seeing people dancing on platforms while I was there with Kyo.”

His smile fell a bit. “Envy liked the attention. Honestly, so did I.”

“Did you strip for Taeden?” I asked.

“How do you know about him?”

“The night you were talking to Bellamy on the phone. He said Taeden missed you.” A weird ache filled my chest. “Did you love him?”

“What? Of course not. He was just a fun time.” Daman grabbed my face with both hands and tilted it up. His thumb stroked the edge of my lip. “The only man I’ve ever loved… is you.”

“You love me?”

He rested his forehead on mine. “Yeah. I do. I never thought Icouldfall in love. But when I’m with you, War, it’s like I can truly breathe for the first time in my life. I’m happy. And it fucking terrifies me.”

“It scares me too.” I wound my arms around his lean waist. “Fate led me to you, and I’ll destroy anyone who tries to take you away. I’m yours. All of me.”

“And I’m yours.”

Daman joined our lips and lifted up my shirt, the kiss breaking as he pulled it over my head, and then we were back together, tongues swirling and hands pushing into each other’s hair. He tugged at my pants, and I popped the button on his. The rest of our clothes were shed in our desperation to be as close as possible, skin to skin.

“Do you still want me to transform?” I asked.

“Yes,” he panted.

I took a deep breath and tapped into the magic flowing through my veins, calling forth the dragon. My skin tingled as scales spread over it, and horns grew from my head. Fingernails turned to sharp points, and my senses enhanced. A growl worked its way up my throat at the sight of him before me, naked and with a beautiful flush going up his neck, his lips kiss swollen.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” Daman whispered, caressing my jaw. He pushed me to my back and straddled my hips. Our hard cocks slid together. “My turn.”

And then his wings unfurled.

Dragging in a shaky breath, I moved my hands to his hips and admired him, my gaze darting all over his body, from his bronze skin to his silky black wings. Shades of green glinted in his feathers. “Beautiful.”

“Your voice is raspier in this form.” Daman brushed his lips across mine. “Your cock is bigger too.”

I chuckled and reached up to grab his nape, holding him in place. “Can you handle it,kotya?”

“Watch me.”

He moved down my body, nipping at my navel, then my hip bone, before gripping my base. Green eyes held me captive as his lips stretched around my cock head. I emitted a low grunt as I sank into the wet heat of his mouth. When he flicked his tongue across my slit, I lifted my hips, seeking more.

So much more.

“I love how vocal you are,” he said, stroking my shaft. He dipped his head lower and sucked on my ball sac before smirking up at me. “See? Like music to my ears.”

His wings fanned out behind him as he knelt between my legs, giving me amazing head. Fortunate that he enjoyed my moans and grunts because I couldn’t hold them back as his wicked tongue worked magic on my cock. After slicking a finger with lube, he shoved it behind him and fingered his ass.

“Allow me to do that,” I said.