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I put my lips on that big cock and open my mouth. Dante’sfingers wind into my hair, and he pulls me forward.

“Follow my lead. I’ll teach you how to suck my cock.” Hiswords have lost their smoothness. He seems to be grinding them out of his mouthnow. “Use your tongue to lick me all over.”

It is not easy. He fills my mouth. He keeps pressing in. Ifight to breathe for a minute, but then calm and let myself relax. I breathe inthrough my nose and let Dante sink into my open mouth. I rub my tongue alongthe underside of his cock. He feels silky, and I can taste his salty arousaldripping into my mouth.

“That’s right. That’s what I want.”

Guided by instinct, I pull back a bit and whirl my tonguearound the head. I love the feel of the skin and the small indentation on thebackside of his cockhead. The muscles of Dante’s thighs tighten and become hardas rocks. Everything about the man seems hard.

It strikes me suddenly that I am in control. I have this manin the palm of my hand, and he trusts me. The hand in my hair is not there topull me back. It is there to keep me in place and encourage me.

“Take more, Kaja,” Dante says. It is not a request. It is aharsh demand.

There is a piece of me that deeply responds to hisdominance. He earned it. He saved me. He proved himself stronger than I am. Inmy world, this gives him the right to dominate me. He is the alpha, the First.And I am his mate.

There it is again—the howl that means I claim him. I forceit back. It will do nothing but prove I am a barbarian. The more I speak to Megand watch Dante, the more I realize I will not fit into his world. Thebuildings are made of materials I cannot conceive of, and they rise into thesky like mountains. I do not belong there.

But I am going to try. I never give up, even when there isabsolutely nothing to gain. I will not stop trying now that Valhalla is close.Perhaps I can become what Dante needs. But my mating howl will never be voiced.It would be more than he can handle.

I swallow it down even as I wrap my mouth around his cock. Isuck and lick, his throaty moans leading the way. I whirl my tongue around it,moving my mouth up and down. My hands find their way below to cup the heavy sacthat hangs under his cock. The skin here feels different but every bit asintriguing. I wonder what it would feel like to lap all around the round balls.

“Just relax, sweetheart.” Dante’s voice goes to a gutturalplace. His hands tighten in my hair. “I’m almost there. Let me fuck your mouth,and then I’ll see to you. I want you to swallow me down. I want you to takewhat I give you.”

Dante picks up the pace. He pushes and pulls at my hair,forcing that big cock into my mouth and then dragging it out. Over and over, hefucks between my lips. I try to keep up, my tongue licking all around. There isa rhythm to his thrusts, and I find myself relaxing and finding the beat. I letmy mind drift. It is instinct that leads me. It seems right to open myself tohim.

“What the hell?” Dante’s rhythm is blown, and I feelsomething amazing roll over my body. Heat and a wet, delicious pleasure takesover my lower body as though I am the one receiving pleasure. I shiver as asalty taste fills my mouth. Dante’s cock swells, and I can feel him come.Pleasure, so much pleasure. It goes beyond the mere feeling. The connectionthat opened between us is beyond anything I ever dreamed of. I feel hispleasure, and for the briefest moment, I swear I feel him—the real Dante.

The connection is strongest at the moment of his orgasm.Yes, I know this word. I brought him to orgasm. As he reaches the pinnacle, Ishare a piece of his soul.

I kiss his cock one last time and lean back, ready to accepthis praise.

Dante stares down at me. His eyes glow in the darkness, andI know what it means to be prey.

ChapterFifteen

Dante

I feel like the whole world turned on its head. Oneminute I was perfectly happy having my cock attended to by my consort, and thenext she was deep inside my mind, invading with a sweet sense of intimacy thatI never felt before. I am a male who never felt alone once in my life, but whenI touched Kaja’s mind with my own, I realized that I never really knew what itmeant to be together with someone. I understood Kaja in that one instant morethan I ever knew another being.

It has to stop.

When the hunger came, I was more than happy to give in toit.

“What’s wrong?” Kaja asks.

I can sense her fear. There’s the smallest part of me thatrevels in it. Kaja is powerful on her own. The fact that she is frightenedspeaks to the beast that obviously lives inside me. I ignored this primal sideof myself for far too long. Now, with a consort so close, I can’t ignore thepart of me that needs blood—real blood.

Her blood.

“Nothing is wrong, consort.” My voice sounds odd to my ownears. It’s deeper and more demanding than it was before. The world looksdifferent with my eyes fully opened, my senses on alert. Kaja glows, the halothat surrounds her so fucking gorgeous.

Her blood will be the best I ever tasted.

I feel my dick get hard again at the thought of having herin my arms. This time I’ll pull her close. I’ll get my fangs in her neck anddrink my fill.

“Come to me.”

Her beautiful, graceful form backs away.