Chapter 55
Volik
Pride and pleasure burst through me. And I grin at my mate.
Her smile is bright.
I need to taste it.
My mouth seals to hers.
She makes a sound of approval, arms still up.
Then she wraps her hands around the top of my horns.
My blood sizzles and my stomach clenches.
“Sneaky mate,” I say against her lips. And she replies by sliding her hands to the base, her palms pressing against my skull, as she licks into my mouth.
I tangle my tongue with hers, keeping it away from the sharp points of my fangs. If I taste her blood now, we will never land.
Her hips tilt.
My hand slips between her legs from behind. But her jeans are too thick. Too restrictive.
Skirts.
I need to buy her more skirts.
Still holding my horns, Nix breaks our kiss to drop her head back.
Her fingers tighten, and I feel the pressure around my dick.
We both moan.
But then I see where we are.
I slide my hand on her back up, bracing the back of her head. “I will not drop you.”
Nix blinks at me.
I release my gravito.
Our speed cuts. We start an arched descent.
Then I force my energy down, through my feet, and we accelerate toward the ground.