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Chapter Thirty-seven

Asteria

When the room was ready, everyone was led back into the transformed throne room, but Calix and I had moved back into the antechamber to be reintroduced for the first dance.

Ilta bounced up to us, clapping her hands in excitement. “That was amazing!”

“You guys did perfectly.” Baach winked at me as he came up behind her, laying an arm around her shoulders. Ilta flushed, looking up at him with starry eyes of her own.

“Thank you both.” I smiled gratefully, and turned that smile to the side as Lilith walked in.

“There you are!” She gave me a faux scowl. “Do you know how hard it is to get a face-to-face with you these days?”

I groaned, leaning back into Calix, who chuckled, his chest rumbling against my back. “Tell me about it. It’s been insane.”

Lilith chuckled, a smile taking over her face. “I know, but don’t worry. For tonight at least, you can let go and just enjoy for a bit.”

“Just don’t enjoy too much,” Harpina teased. “We do have a war to fight. You’re new enough to fighting, I don’t want to see what you’d do in a battle hung over.”

I glared at her while everyone laughed, but she just sent me a wink that had me rolling my eyes.

Delia walked in with Priscilla, and I was happy to see how much those two had been getting along. I felt bad that I was so busy right now. I wished I could spend more time with everyone. I just needed to remind myself that this was necessary, and temporary. Once it was over, we could all spend plenty of time together.

“You guys looked gorgeous up there together.” Ilta enthused, swooning slightly. “Everyone is talking about how the Star Queen is the perfect complement to our Night King.”

“They’re talking about more than that,” Eryx added, his eyes watching Delia intensely enough that she flushed. While she might be avoiding a relationship, the way she eyed him in return told me she was more than willing to indulge in her feelings tonight.

“They feel a lot more confident about the battles to come.” Eryx smiled, clapping a hand on Calix’s shoulder. “I told you they just needed to meet her.”

Calix rolled his eyes, but nodded in agreement. I was distracted as Titan walked in, however. He’d been guarding us from the side of the throne, but I was anxious to see what he thought.

He smiled at Calix and me as he walked up to us, looking between the two of us fondly. “I’m incredibly proud of both of you. I know you’ll lead these kingdoms in a new, better age together. One I have no doubt will go down in history.”

I sniffed back tears, throwing my arms around him and murmuring in his ear, “Thank you, Uncle.”

Calix stiffened beside me, and I realized he’d heard me. Damn Fae hearing.

I pulled back, biting my lip as I looked between them. Titan put a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry. Just get through the first dance, and I’ll explain everything. Okay?”

He turned to Calix with a raised brow. Calix looked confused, but nodded in agreement. Titan grunted, nodding back.

It was then we were called back in, so the others entered first, and Calix and I followed them in.

“Uncle?” he whispered to me. The bafflement in his voice was honestly adorable. I couldn’t help giggling.

“Strangely enough,” I confirmed, whispering back to him. “It’s his story to tell, though.” Calix let it go, thankfully. Putting a hand on my back, he guided me to the center of the dance floor, and the music began.

Calix put his arms around my waist as I put mine on his shoulders. I was very thankful once more for those dancing lessons they’d given me previously. Now, I just hoped I remembered all the steps. Thankfully, Calix led, and I moved with him as we swished and swayed around the dance floor.

My dress looked like actual starlight in this light. With the ceiling open to the dark sky and the stars above, a sight I would never tire of, and the reflection of it on the black floors, the sparkle of my dress fit right in. The purple, green, and blue of the Aurora danced above and below us, while the columns of star opal crawling with dragons shone brilliantly in the light. I truly loved this room, and didn’t think any other could compare.

Calix pulled me tight to his body, his wings flaring back before he spun me out, my skirt flying around me. I heard some gasps in the crowd as the layers of starlight glimmered with the movement. My mate pulled me back in and dipped me, taking the opportunity to kiss me as my wings brushed the ground. It was no courtly kiss either. This was full-on tongue invading my mouth and teeth nipping at my lip.

The crowd wolf-whistled and cheered, and we both laughed as Calix lifted me back up.

“They enjoy a good show.” He winked, the smolder he sent me making me bite my lip to suppress the need to jump him. Nox , he made it hard sometimes. It was easier now that I could actually have him, as opposed to the last time we were here when he drove me completely crazy. But—it wasn’t that much better.

I was anxious for the after party, to say the least. There was a swing with our names on it, and I was taking that opportunity before the gates of Tartarus opened on us.

The crowd began to join us on the dance floor as the next song began. We danced around them, but as Calix twirled me out, Eryx grasped my hand.

“Hope you don’t mind if I steal her for a bit.” He winked at Calix, who shook his head with a smile. I knew he was off to find Titan and get answers as he walked away. I smiled at Eryx as he grabbed me and twirled me the other way.

“Having fun?” I asked, raising a brow at him.

“Always.” He smirked, that boyish twinkle back in his eyes that had been missing far too often lately with the weight of the war and his role as spymaster pressing on him.

“How are you holding up?” he asked quietly, and I considered his question.

“I think I’m alright.” I finally smiled. “It’s a lot, don’t get me wrong. But Calix has a way of making most of it easy.”

Eryx laughed, shaking his head. “He’s always been like that.”

I cocked my head to the side, and he continued, “He’s always been able to make this job easy. He took to being king like he was born for it—which he was . I mean, don’t get me wrong, he struggled at times with the pressure of all his responsibilities, but he never faltered when it came to being king.”

“And that made it easier for all of you in turn.” I realized. Eryx nodded in confirmation, twirling me around once more.

“I was having a hard time when I first began working with Calix,” Eryx told me, and my brows furrowed as I listened. “My parents had been murdered, and I was desperate for revenge.”

I gasped in a breath, shocked at what had happened to him. I had never heard anything about Eryx’s family before.

“I’d grown up here at the palace. My father worked for Calix’s. But when the king died, one of my father’s enemies took the opportunity to take him out. I saw the entire thing and went to Calix for help. I didn’t want him to be arrested. I wanted to go after him myself.” Eryx explained, a grim remembrance all over his face.

“What happened?” I asked him quietly.

Eryx smiled slightly. “Calix helped me work to get my revenge. But afterward, I was lost. Calix made me his spymaster because he knew I could do it after what he’d seen me do during my quest for revenge. But more importantly, he knew putting that responsibility on me would help pull me out of the dark place I was in. He was right.”

Eryx chuckled, shaking his head. “He just made it so easy to fall into the role. And I’ve watched as he’s done the same with everyone else. Finding where they fit in and making it an easy transition. Making all these responsibilities that could crush someone seem even fun at times.”

“I’m sorry that happened to you,” I told him sincerely, and he smiled, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m so glad Calix found you. I know you have a new big brother now but—” Eryx started, but I shook my head.

“Don’t you even.” I poked his chest with a faux glare. “You’ve earned big brother status,” I told him, making him smile boyishly.

“Alright, my turn.” Baach cut in, and I laughed as he swept me away. “Are you enjoying yourself, my Queen?”

“You’ve outdone yourself, Master of Ceremonies,” I countered, raising a brow at him pointedly.

He laughed, shaking his head, “Come on, I’ve got to get my fun in before you’re actually queen, and I can’t tease you anymore.”

“Like that would stop you.” I snorted but looked up at him with a calculating gleam in my eyes.

“Uh oh.” He raised his brows at me, smirking.

I smirked right back, “If you’re looking for fun, you could always go find Ilta. I’m sure she’s more than willing to have all the fun you want.”

“And what is that supposed to mean?” His brows flew up, and I shook my head at him in disbelief.

“Baach, come on. You must see it,” I said, exasperated.

“See what?” he asked defensively. “She enjoys having sex with me during parties, yes, but that’s all she’s interested in.”

“Oh Nox, Baach. Tell me you don’t honestly believe that.” I watched him with wide eyes as we slowed, too invested in the conversation to focus on dancing. He honestly looked confused.

These Tartarus damned immortals. I swear to Nox.

“Okay, here’s a hint. Maybe ask her?” I advised, thinking it quite obvious.

He looked shocked, his hazel eyes wide, and I smirked at him before Lord Polaris and Lady Nillah pulled me away to dance, leaving Baach staring into the distance. Following his eyes, I found Ilta dancing with Lord Ciaran. I remembered vividly how he’d watched Lady Jasira. I looked over at the lady herself to find her watching the two dancing intently, a slight frown on her face.

What a mess.

* * *

I felt like I’d been dancing forever. I’d danced with Calix many times, but kept getting stolen away by others. I was currently dancing with Ladies Aisling and Alora, enjoying myself as they teased me over Calix, when the man himself appeared, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“One last dance before we head downstairs,” he whispered in my ear, and I nodded eagerly, more than ready for the next part of the night.

Aisling winked at me as she danced off toward Kyler, and Alora took a break since Rhidian was sitting down, waiting for her. But I was quickly distracted as Calix began moving.

He kept my back to him, and I hooked my arm around his neck as he pulled my hips back into his. We swayed against one another, my ass brushing against his covered cock, teasing both of us for later. His hand went to my stomach, and I laced our fingers together.

I tilted my head back toward him, and he leaned down to touch his lips to mine. I turned around fully and pressed myself into him as we danced. My hands went into his hair while he gripped my hips, and his shadows started slithering up my legs. I moaned as they stroked my inner thighs, inching higher and higher.

But then Ilta was there, pulling me away. Calix and I both groaned in protest, reaching for one another.

“Oh no, you don’t!” Ilta laughed, pulling me further. “You just have to get downstairs, you animals. You can wait twenty minutes.”

“No, I can’t,” I whined, and Ilta cocked her head at me with a glare, making me pout. Calix leaned in quickly, growling as he bit my pouty bottom lip. I gasped slightly, and he pulled back with a smirk.

“See you soon, my réalta,” he whispered ruggedly, before disappearing into the crowd. I sighed, desperately horny and wishing I could chase him down. But Ilta was right; I just needed to change and make my way downstairs, and then I had an entire night with him to lose myself to lust.

Ilta laughed at me as she grabbed my hand, leading me to the room set up for us to change.

“You two are ridiculous.” She shook her head with a smile. “I’ve never seen a newly mated couple before, but I’m starting to understand the insanity.”

“Hey!” I complained, and Ilta giggled, pulling me into the room to change.

I sighed but began going through the rack to find myself an outfit.

“Asteria, look at this one!” Ilta squealed, pulling a dress out and laying it over her hand for me to see. “This would be perfect for you! It’s the style you love, but still a bit different than the last one.”

She was absolutely right. I loved it immediately. It was similar to the last one I’d worn, but there were some big differences that made it stand out. It was black lace again, but it had leather pieces sticking out slightly at the shoulder. Those pieces turned into trim as they merged into the body of the dress. The leather dipped in a slight V at the navel, leaving a bit of my stomach bare. While my breasts were covered in a sheer black fabric, and the leather trim of the dress cut in over the breasts to cover where the nipples would be.

The bottom looked like lingerie, and there were spots where the lace had wider holes, leaving the skin exposed in a deliberate tease. Spots around the hips were left tantalizingly bare, while other areas covered more skin. It did cover where my cunt would be, but with the lace, you’d still see my underwear through it. The skirt ended right below the apex of my thighs, dipping down slightly lower at the edges to create almost a half-circle shape.

But the best part had to be the cape. It attached under the leather shoulder pieces and gave the appearance of big bell sleeves with how it fell over my shoulders. There was a solid piece of black fabric lining the interior, but lace wound all the way around the exterior and extended past the lining, making the lace see-through at the bottom. The cape was cut higher up in the center, so it would hang just under my ass, but longer on the sides to make the faux sleeves fall correctly.

It was gorgeous . And there was a mask made of black leather and lace that would go perfectly with it. I eagerly got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror.

Calix was going to lose his fucking mind.

* * *

Walking into the Hedone room, I noticed once more the runes on the plum-colored door, only this time, they seemed to glow as I pushed the door open. It had to be the difference in my eyesight since becoming Fae.

I was greeted inside by the plum and black damask velvet walls and crystal chandeliers lit with candles. The same sultry atmosphere surrounded me, with incense filling the room with a heady scent. While many people were already engaging in foreplay, just as many bowed their heads as I passed, proving the mask was absolutely useless.

It was strange, being respected in such a way. After growing up a slave, I’d wanted so badly to feel some sort of respect and thought it was an impossible dream. Yet now, here I was.

Surreal was an understatement.

I spotted the drink I remembered from last time, with its red liquid and fizzing sparks. It was intended to enhance sexual experiences and lower inhibitions, and while I didn’t necessarily need it, it was a damn fun time.

I knocked a glass back, getting a laugh from Ilta as she drank her own beside me. Priscilla had sat this one out without Callisto here, but everyone else was present somewhere. And there was one tall as Tartarus silvery-white haired man I needed to find. The lilac-eyed one. Not any of the others. While I’m sure Polaris would enjoy it, Kyler and Rhidian were definitely spoken for. And I had no interest in anyone except my mate.

Ilta jumped, and I looked beside me to see Baach had snaked his arm around her and brought her back against him. She sighed like she was sinking into a tub of hot water, and Baach gave me a quick wink. I smirked back at him, grabbing another wine glass full of the fizzy red liquid and toasting them before walking away. While I hoped Baach took my advice and was truly happy for them, I had no desire to watch.

Walking through the halls, I passed the alcoves that were already filling up with people engaging in all sorts of acts. Most of the curtains were left open, and I got quite the view from several of them, making me quicken my pace in the hopes of finding Calix.

The next room was the one full of sex swings, and I almost wanted to wait for him to find me here, but I had a better idea. The following room was where I’d found Calix last time, so I made my way in, plan in place. Arousal was already beginning to leak down my thighs as I sipped my drink, imagining everything I wanted to do tonight.

Unlike last time, no one eyed me with any intent. Oh, there were looks of interest and lust, but their eyes quickly darted away when they realized who I was.

Someone very off-limits. Unless they wanted to bring their king’s wrath down on them.

I spotted the oversized grey, velvet chair I’d sat in with Calix—or on Calix—last time. It was thankfully empty, so I quickly sat and claimed it for myself. I crossed my legs as I waited, my cape sleeves draped over the arms of the chair.

I smelled him before I saw him. The scent of night and fire reached me, and I inhaled deeply. Even his scent was setting me off right now, and I shifted to get some friction.

I lifted my glass and took a sip, eyeing everyone in the room until I spotted him. Calix had already found me and was zeroed in on me, making me smirk into my glass. He had a black leather mask across his eyes and black leather pants that left little to the imagination. His regular black long-sleeved top was unbuttoned and paired with an open black leather vest, leaving his chest completely bare.

I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips, biting the lower one as I tried to contain myself. Calix smirked, and I knew he could feel it. I stood up, unable to help myself, and his eyes dropped down to check out my ensemble.

I could physically feel the heat of his eyes on me as he raked them up from my strappy black leather heels, to where my cunt was barely covered at all by the lace of my dress, to the sheer cups over my breasts, all the way back to my eyes.

But said eyes were a bit preoccupied, licking over every inch of his chest, his iridescent black and purple dragon tattoos on full display. His sleeves were pushed up his forearms, so the silvery runes tattooed there were visible, and a part of my heart melted a bit, knowing now that he always tried to show them when possible because he was proud of his birth prophecy foretelling my arrival.

But once I looked down, it was difficult to keep my eyes off the giant bulge in his pants.

I forced myself to meet his eyes, expecting the usual lilac, only to find the green and blue and pinks of the Aurora had overtaken his eyes, sharing equal space with the purple. He stepped into me forcefully, grabbed my hair to pull me to him, and devoured my mouth before I knew what had happened.

I gave myself over to his kiss, sinking into it and opening my mouth to let his tongue in. He stroked and caressed my own, and I licked over the sharpened canines in his mouth. He pulled back, leaving me panting, and growled, “Sit.”

I immediately fell back into the chair.

“Spread your legs.” His voice was a low rumble that sent shivers down my entire body. I spread my legs wide, and he dropped to his knees before me. He threw my legs over his shoulders, and I struggled to breathe as I tried not to die from anticipation.

The dress barely had to be lifted, and he smirked darkly as all he needed to do was move one single finger to move my panties to the side. His eyes met mine as he licked up my arousal, and my own fell back into my head as he began to devour my cunt with the same madness he’d attacked my mouth with.

His tongue laved over my clit before licking up each side of my cunt, swirling around my entrance before entering it completely, thrusting his tongue in and out, and making me grip the arms of the chair as I writhed against him, thrusting my hips to chase the feeling.

His shadows began to chase after his tongue, echoing the pleasure I just felt and multiplying it in tandem. His fingers joined the party, thrusting deep into my cunt and spreading wide as he moved his hand in a way that had to be physically impossible. He had to be cheating with those Tartarus damned wonderful shadows, right ? I bit my lip hard to try to contain my moans, not wanting to shout to the entire room. But Calix wasn’t having any of that.

He reached up and pulled my lip from my mouth, shaking his head at me, and subsequently running his tongue back and forth across my clit.

“Calix, please!” I finally gave in, moaning loudly.

“Good girl,” he growled into my skin, making me nearly vibrate. He sucked my clit into his mouth, running his teeth gently across it as I screamed his name.

His shadows came up to my breasts, creeping under the dress and pinching my nipples. But it was when they surged up and surrounded my neck, pressing down lightly, in combination with the thrust of his tongue inside my cunt and his finger on my clit, that I went screaming over the edge, my walls clenching down around his tongue as he sucked down my climax eagerly.

I continued twitching slightly from the aftershocks as he pulled back, his face wet from my arousal. I almost wanted to thank him for dedicating years to sleeping around and becoming so fucking good at that.

But I was a dragon, and I was finally starting to recognize that fact. That side of me had a lot of great qualities, but it also meant I was a jealous, possessive beast.

And the thought of him with anyone other than me sort of made me want to claw out his eyeballs. Except… I kind of loved his eyeballs. And it wasn’t like it was the women’s fault. So, I decided it was better not to think about it too hard and just reap the benefits.

He leaned up and kissed me, making me taste myself on his tongue. As he kissed me, he grabbed both of my hands, pulling me up from the chair.

“I’ve been waiting for this, my réalta,” he said in a smoky rasp, pulling me by the hand toward the other room.

We walked into the room full of sex swings, and I turned to him with a bright, excited smile. He chuckled, kissing me quickly before pressing his forehead to mine. “Sometimes, I think you couldn’t be more perfect, and then you do something that proves me wrong.”

“And here I thought that was you,” I countered impishly. “Now, how do we do this?”

He smirked and took me straight to one in the corner that was free. We passed by Ilta and Baach as we went, and I raised an eyebrow at him as Baach sent me a wink. Calix growled at him, but he just laughed and thrust harder into Ilta, pulling her blonde hair back hard.

“I swear, if he wasn’t balls deep in Ilta right now…” he trailed off, and I couldn’t help the giggle that left my lips, crashing my forehead into his shoulder.

“So possessive,” I teased, and he grabbed me by the hips, burying his face in my neck as he growled out a yes , not even bothering to deny it.

“But so are you,” he teased back as he bit my neck. I moaned, wanting so badly for him to sink his teeth into me.

He brought his head up, and looked up and down over my outfit. I slowly undid the cape, letting it fall to the floor as he watched heatedly.

“Dress on or off?” I asked with a sultry tilt of my hips. He groaned, his head falling backward for a moment.

“Getting to have you in this little lace and leather contraption is incredibly appealing, but if you leave it on, I won’t be able to play with all of you.” He bit his lip, thinking through his options like it was life or death. When he finally decided, he nodded seriously. “Off.”

He stepped forward before I could react, turning me by the shoulders to access the back of my dress. He undid the buttons, tracing down my back as he revealed every inch of skin. When it was unbuttoned, he turned me back around, reaching for the leather shoulder accents to slowly slip it off.

His heated eyes took me in as it fell to the floor, leaving me in a pair of heels and a puddle of lace. “Nox, you’re so fucking gorgeous.”

I raised a brow at him pointedly, looking him up and down. He smirked back at me and moved to drop his leather vest to the floor. The shirt followed it, and he kicked off his boots before unbuttoning his pants. I bit my lip as he exposed himself, and I swore to Nox, it never got old.

It was the most perfect cock I’d ever seen.

He brought me over to the swing and helped me into the harness. It was padded with velvet, making it surprisingly comfortable against my skin. He strapped my wrists first and then my ankles, leaving me suspended in midair without even having to focus on flapping my wings.

I watched hungrily as Calix pumped his cock lazily, eyes roving over me like an animal waiting to pounce and devour. My legs were already spread, so Calix was able to watch my cunt leak for him with no impediments, something he did with avid interest. My arousal ran down my thighs in slow drips, and he stepped toward me to lick it all up, making me whimper.

He slapped his cock against my cunt, causing me to gasp, and began to run it back and forth over me. He slathered himself with my arousal, causing me to grow even wetter as a result. With every stroke of his cock upward, his head hit my clit, serving as a merciless tease.

When he finally notched himself at my entrance, I took a deep breath in anticipation. He thrust in quickly, stretching my fluttering walls wide as he bottomed out inside me. I moaned loudly, tossing my head backward and letting it fall. He began thrusting into me hard, grasping my hips lightly as I swung in place. The momentum of the swing meant I might as well have been thrusting back.

It certainly felt that way, with the force we came together.

Calix reached a hand up and grasped my throat, driving into me with a single-minded determination that had me screeching in pleasure through the lack of air. As he released my throat on a particularly hard thrust, I came all over his cock, surprising myself. I hadn’t even felt it coming.

I panted, looking up at him to see a proud smirk on his face. He pulled out of me, making me moan in loss, but he merely twisted me around, so I was facing down and my ass was in the air. He thrust back in and gripped my ass as he began building a steady rhythm.

The sound of skin slapping was loud in the room, especially since it wasn’t just us taking advantage of the swings. But somehow, I felt like I was completely zeroed into the sound of his hips hitting my ass and of his cock repeatedly thrusting in and out. I was so fucking wet it was ridiculous. I could feel it all over my thighs, and surely it was on his, too, at this point.

He slapped my ass, letting out a loud groan, before his hands slipped up to my breasts and squeezed. His hips continued thrusting into me as his fingers began pinching my nipples.

I moaned, my head kicking back up as I writhed in my bonds. “Calix…”

He thrust in, moaning himself as my walls rippled around his length. “My Queen.”

He pinched and pulled at my nipples, his cock barreling into me fast and hard. His hands left my breasts, only for one to pull my hair back hard, making me whimper in pleasure, while the other landed on my ass with a smack.

He used the leverage to thrust in more rapidly, reaching deep inside me on every thrust and hitting that place that had me seeing stars.

Literally .

Starlight floated around me, but I was helpless to control it at that moment. Wisps of shadow snaked out to play around it as Calix chuckled.

But right before I came again, Calix pulled out, making me whine loudly in protest. He spun me back to face him, entering me in one quick thrust and resuming like he had never stopped. I moaned, tossing my head backward, but Calix’s hand gripped under my hair and pulled me upward. His mouth crashed into mine, and I opened for him eagerly.

He spun me back up to the point of orgasm, only to pull back and stop moving, leaving me writhing and begging. “Calix, please! Nox, fuck, please !”

He kissed me on his thrust back in, but he didn’t move, just kissed me, nipping my lip as he pulled back.

“My réalta,” he rumbled as he pressed his mouth to my throat. “My mate.” His teeth raked down my throat, and I pressed up into them. “My queen.” He bit down lightly, drawing only the slightest drop of blood. I moaned, wishing more than anything I was free to do the same. My fangs itched with the desire to sink into his skin.

“Calix, please?—”

“Promise me one thing.” He panted slightly, voice low and rough. “And I’ll let you cum.”

“Anything! Fuck, anything .” I swore, and he began to slowly thrust in and out once again, stretching my cunt around his girth slowly and making me feel every inch.

He took my mouth once again, our tongues tangling together, and I nearly cried in relief when his cock hit deep inside me.

“Move in with me,” he whispered against my lips.

“What?” I mumbled back, blinking slightly.

“Move into my rooms. I got spoiled on our trip, getting to sleep next to you every night. We can redo the rooms however you want. I just want you with me, my réalta,” Calix admitted, and I truly felt my heart melt.

He could have asked for anything, and all he wanted was to have me with him as he slept?

I didn’t even have to think about it. Especially if he was fine with recreating my star ceiling in his room.

“Yes.” I smiled widely against his mouth. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, my dorchadas.”

“Fuck.” He groaned, and took my lips passionately once more, starting to fuck into me furiously.

I moaned into his mouth, and he swallowed every one fiercely, not letting go of my lips once. Our hips thrust together hard enough that I was certain I’d bruise, but it felt amazing. His shadows suddenly pinched my clit, and I could feel myself spiraling toward a huge orgasm.

The walls of my cunt fluttered wildly, and my clit twitched in tandem. My breathing picked up even as I sucked Calix’s tongue down my throat. Calix began ramming his cock in with a single-minded determination, and I screamed out as I came.

Calix took the opportunity to cut his tongue on a fang and let me swallow a bit of his blood. It made the feeling a hundred times more intense than it already was. I felt the orgasm ripple through every part of my body, and as Calix spilled inside me, his hips stilling with him buried deeply, I couldn’t think of a more perfect deal ever made.