Page 65 of Blood Sweeter than Honey

“Look at this handsome cock,” I murmur in awe, more to myself than him as I savor each plush vein, the firm prominent ridge of his broad crown, how smooth and slick my fist glides over it, and the gentle upward curve of his thick length that I know will coax my release in a way no other male ever has. “And it’s all mine, right,ferion?”

“Always and only yours.”

My heart squeezes as our tether flares.

Alternating between sucking firmly and teasing his crown, I work both hands over his length in a twisting motion before forcing him to the back of my throat again.

Holding my gaze, Gideon’s hips gently pump as his thumb strokes my jaw.

“You take my cock so fucking well…”

Moaning my pleasure around his length, his praise stokes my fervor.

“You were meant for me, angel. You realize that?”

With a garbled sound of ascent, tears spring to my eyes as my throat works to stifle my gag reflex. Swiping away my tears, Gideon draws my gaze up to meet his from where he continuesto thrust in and of my throat. “How fucking perfect you are? This dick belongs to you.”

My heart nearly bursts with his admission. Moaning around his length, I take control again, doubling my efforts in simultaneously stroking his length as I suck his crown and part of his length, before withdrawing. Holding his gaze, my fist glides teasingly over his aching flesh. The words,I fucking love you,are on the tip of my tongue, practically bursting from my chest, but I force them back to save myself from the vulnerability.

Groaning, Gideon’s eyes slip shut briefly, as if in ecstasy, before returning to my gaze as his cock begins to pulse. His voice takes on a reverent tone.

“All fucking yours, angel.”

Akash, help me, but I do love this man.

I take him deeply as Gideon’s fist in my hair holds me in place, and his hips stutter. Gaze never leaving his, I swallow every drop.

The tether between us seems to open wide, and I can feel a crashing wave of his emotion pouring into me. It causes a realization to settle upon me.

He’ll love me. Even with my horns, tail, and hacked-off wings… He’ll still love me.

GIDEON

There isn’t a better feeling in the world than waking up with Winnow in my arms. I tuck her more firmly against my chest, and at the same moment, I feel something warm tighten into a coil around my leg.

My eyes pop open as I remain completely still, and my heart starts to pound.

Is there a fucking snake in this bed?

The room is cast in the blushing glow of the sun’s bashful ascension into the sky. My eyes lock onto the sight of those delicate little horns peeking out of her strawberry blonde hair, and I swear to God—flowers.

I blink slowly, waiting for the hallucination to clear.

And for the first time, it doesn’t.

Some bizarre sense of knowing seems to settle upon me as the sensation of the snake on my leg has me carefully lifting the blankets. Intuition tells me that it’s not a snake. No, no. For some reason, I’m actuallyexpectingto see a tail.

And sure enough, nestled just above the beautiful cleft of Winnow’s luscious ass is the base of a long slender tail that has curled its way around my thigh.

I stare for a moment, waiting to see if this vision will disappear. When seconds pass and it doesn’t, I gingerly lower the blankets, trying not to wake her, and stare up at the ceiling.

Either I need to be rushed to the hospital so I can get an MRI…

Or…

This world is a little different than I thought.

Huh.

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