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My Guide’s body goes tight, then soft.

Fuck , I’m desperate for her.

I kiss her breathless. Her tongue circles my fang, and my balls about fucking explode.

“ Mmmf ,” she gasps as I knock her head back, pressing into her mouth.

Her grip finds my horn. She squeezes so fucking hard it almost snaps, dragging me closer. Even her silks seduce me, curling and writhing and healing my curse.

My fang stabs.

My fin twitches.

I want to unload into her, mark her, make her come until time stops.

Life has peaked right here, right now, being welcomed inside the only woman who can take my venom and tame my devil.

I flip her over my thighs.

My wife likes to be on top.

An oily shadow swats my hand.

This motherfucker is still here???

Azrid sneers. My turn.

Turns are for fucking go-karts, not for sharing my wife. Hear that moan? She wants me more.

Three minutes remaining.

Shit. The clock.

The second I blink, a shadow steals my spot.

Azrid tilts her head. Those creepy fucking shadow tongues take her mouth.

I’d crush his skull, but when Iris twists, she flashes her long, pale throat. My knees go weak.

I suck her collarbone.

Her hips buck.

That’s all me. I smirk.

Kissing up her neck, I use my whole mouth, rubbing her with my nose and sniffing her skin. Sweat and a little smoke add a sexy fucking edge to her minty sweet core.

Fucking addictive.

I could bust a happy nut from licking her ear. She wiggles when I tease her earring chain on the tip of my fang.

More .

I slide a hand around her shaky thigh, pushing Azrid out of the way to stroke her hot, honeyed clit.

She yelps a muffled, “ Vnnnn! ”

Obviously, that’s my name in tongues.

I tease through her pants, tugging the fabric hard. “Is this how you like your clit rubbed?”

Her soul-silks latch into me, all glowy, like fuck yeah I like it!

My cock and fang throb to the same beat.

It’s not their time to unload.

“I’ll make you come on my fingers, then on my tongue. Then you can ride my fin and edge me until I’m fucking begging you to take this cock and let me fill you. I’ll be so good and patient for you, Firefly. And when you’re ready for this fang, I’ll?—”

“Time’s up.” Smug as shit, Azrid drags Iris through the shadows.

Bound before I can blink, I fall sideways. Instead of tasting her ear, I catch a mouthful of sheet still warm with her body heat.

Fuck!

I claw the shadows out of my face. At the foot of the bed, Iris leans against the bat bastard. Her uniform hangs all fucked up. Her eyes glow bright with sex and magic, and her heaving throat glistens thanks to my tongue.

I crawl across the mattress, hard cock swinging painfully between my thighs. At the edge of the bed, I reach for her. “Five more minutes?”

Iris straightens her uniform. “We have to go.”

Her hands shake.

I curl my fingers. “Do we though?”

It’s a fucking crime to stop here.

“Yes. It’s my mess to fix.”

What the fuck? “Fix what? You can’t do anything wrong.”

Her silks droop. “People died today. Shit .” She pats down her hair with unsteady fingers. “We have to go back out.”

Her distress is wired into my soul. It’s sour like nothing I’ve ever felt.

I hate it.

Have to make it stop.

Her hand hits my chest, stopping me before I can scoop her up.

“Sorry. I’m fine. I just…” Her nails hook into my shirt.

Emotions I’ve never felt swirl from her soul.

Her lips start to form a word, then she stops, pausing until the swirl settles to cool, fake-as-fuck calm.

Iris pats my chest. “If we fail, don’t let the lich take my body. I don’t want to be a puppet anymore.”

Her bittersweet smile cracks my ribcage.

I grip my heart. “You won’t die.”

“Not possible,” Azrid agrees, solemn as hell. That ice block face doesn’t match the venom-laced snarl in his mental voice. Kyorgos hasn’t suffered enough for his sins.

No shit. My hellfire is ready to make the pain fucking last . But we’re taking Iris off the field before we go ham on the king lich.

Obviously. We’re not his match.

Yeah.

I’m a throwback to the devil king, but this ancient motherfucker is an original monarch. His power sizzles in my blood.

My heart gives the weirdest flutter.

“Don’t be afraid.” Iris cups my jaw, and her smile softens into a real one that makes me want to roll over and trick her into petting my stomach. “You’re crazy strong, and your power’s never flowed smoother.”

I blink.

Was I afraid?

Just now?

I glance at Azrid. Are you afraid?

Yes.

Huh. So weird. I shake out my arms, trying to get rid of the feeling.

Even when I was a little shit, and my brothers could still stomp my ass, I’ve never worried about losing a fight. I can’t lose, no matter how much I want fucking someone, anyone to stop me from rampaging.

Hell, Azrid and I have been going at it for years, both of us praying the other wins with a fatal knockout.

But now if I lose, I can lose her.

Iris reties her hair. She swings on that little backpack, pushes back her shoulders, and takes up her glaive, all brave and sexy. “Let’s go.”

My heart does the thing.

That icy flip that makes it hard to breathe.

Fear.

Fuck.

She turned me human.

I grind my fang as the greasy-ass shadows take hold.

I can lose myself.

And we can lose Azrid on fucking purpose .

But Iris .

Iris has to survive.