Page 141 of Hell Fae Captive

The blade disappeared with a whispered command from Az, and then he was kissing Cami again, soothing her pain with his mouth. She’d stiffened beneath me, her thighs tightening alongside mine.

I debated how to proceed, but her essence called to me, begging me to lick her.

And not just along her breast, but between her legs, too.

I started with the wound Az had created, comforting her with my tongue and groaning at her decadent flavor. So light. Sweet.Addictive.

My instincts roared in my skin, demanding I bite her once more, but I tamed my inner urges and licked her thoroughly instead before returning to her stiff peak. She moaned as I worshipped her tits, whatever sting the wound had created fleeing in favor of the pleasure Az and I provided her with.

Then I continued downward to the proof of her desire.

So wet. So hot. Soneedy.

Her clit was swollen, begging for my touch, and her slit glistened with warm interest.

I drew my tongue along her weeping seam, groaning at her alluring flavor. It was different from her blood, yet just as sweet, almost citrusy in its decadence.

Addictive, too.

Just like the rest of her.

“You were right, Az,” I whispered against her flesh. “She tastes amazing.”

“Mmm,” he hummed, still kissing her.

I gripped her thighs to widen her legs even more and speared her with my tongue.

She jumped, her hands grabbing the comforter on either side of her hips and squeezing.

Az palmed her breast, holding her against the mattress as he continued to dominate her mouth while I acquainted myself with her sweet pussy.

She began to shake, the vestiges of an orgasm clearly close already. I drew my tongue upward, circling her clit before sucking the sensitive bud deep into my mouth, forcing her over that initial edge.

It’d been a while since I’d done something like this, but I knew how to drive a woman to madness.

And the evidence of that skill proceeded to make itself known as she screamed against Az’s mouth.

A beautiful sound. One I intended to repeat. Which I told her without words as I continued my assault against her weeping cunt.

She trembled, her legs trying to close, but I wouldn’t let them. She could take more. And I planned to give her more, too.

Az hushed her as she tried to protest. “Let the man do his job, Cami.”

She panted. “I—”

“You can handle it,” Az interjected. “And I want to see you come again.” He leaned down to nip her lip while I watched from between her thighs. “And again.” He laved her bottom lip. “And again.”

“Oh God…”

“Fae,” he corrected softly. “Not gods.”

I chuckled and she jolted in response. “You like that vibration, Camillia?”

She groaned, her eyes rolling back in her head.

“I think that’s a yes.” Az leaned down to capture her nipple between his teeth, biting down in a way I wished I could. But I didn’t trust myself not to break the skin.

She jerked again, her knuckles turning white from grabbing the comforter so tightly. Then she moaned as he tongued her abused peak.