“They vibrate?”
“Sure do.”
“But…” She gaped at him and then slowly shook her head. Actually she knew that from her studies. The vibrations helped with flight and also detected scents. She’d just never considered how they might be used for sexual pleasure. But then, to be fair,she’d never pictured a moth that stood well over six feet before. The vibrations seemed to have scaled to match.
“Want to see what it feels like on your clit?” he asked in a low teasing tone.
She did. Shereallydid, but… he wasn’t wrong about having to pull her off the ceiling. Her poor pussy had been seriously overtaxed by the rapid-fire orgasm attack he’d put her through. Her clit was trying so hard to stand up like a good soldier, but its needy pulse at the thought of the vibrating fun was halfhearted at best.
“I’ll save it for another time then,” he said, before she had to actually voice her decision.
“Will there be another time?” She hadn’t planned to ask the question. It had just popped out.
He didn’t answer. Instead he sat up and got off the bed. “I’ll be right back.”
She frowned, wondering if she’d said something wrong, but the moment he left the room a wave of loneliness descended on her. It was suffocating and scary. She was struggling to get the energy to follow him, instinctively knowing she needed to be closer, when he returned with food and a glass of water.
“I thought you might need these.”
She hadn’t realized she was hungry until just then. Thirsty, that was a given, but she’d been trying to ignore it because she didn’t want to move. But the moment she set eyes on the food, her stomach rumbled loudly and her mouth watered.
Sitting up was a lot of work, but her stomach demanded she make the effort. She took his offering with both hands, gobbled down the sandwich, and emptied the glass in record time. Only after, did she remember to say, “Thank you.”
He’d been quiet while she ate, and there was something pensive above the way he watched her. “So, what did you feel when I went to the kitchen?”
“I—nothing.” It was a lie, but she was too embarrassed to admit she’d already become weirdly attached to him.
“Ellie, don’t lie to me.” He was using what she’d come to realize was his Daddy voice. “This is too important,” he added.
She rolled her eyes. “I just felt a little lonely. Probably because of the weird night we’ve had.”
“Maybe… alotlonely? Scared? A need to be closer to me?”
Her eyes narrowed, head tilting. “How did you know?”
He drew in a deep breath and let it out. “I was afraid of that. As I warned you, it’s not a good idea to get too close until you’re sure you want the bond. And we did, uh, a lot of ‘getting close’. I would say our bond is well and truly formed.”
“And that means?” She played with the empty water glass, watching it turn in her hands, and sneaking the occasional glance at him.
“It means that we’re pretty much officially mates now. I mean, there’s a ceremony we can have, but biologically it’s a done deal.” He said it with an air of someone who was delivering bad news.
Ellie rolled her bottom lip under and chewed on it, as she considered what he’d said, and how he’d said it. Did he not want her anymore? She didn’t think she’d be able to handle that. “Is… is that bad?”
“Not for me. Remember, we talked about this earlier. I wantedyouto have a choice.”
“So, you don’t mind? That we’re mates now?” She looked up slowly, not sure what she expected to see, since she still couldn’t read his facial expressions.
A laugh burst from him. “Mind? Are you kidding?” He gently took the glass from her hands and set it on the floor, before pulling her into his arms. “Ellie, sweetheart, I am absolutely thrilled. I mean, I feel guilty as fuck for letting you make thischoice so soon, but I couldn’t be happier to have you as my mate.”
She burrowed against his chest. “You mean it?”
“Yes. The question is… areyouokay with it? You’ve had almost no time to process all of this. Before tonight you didn’t even know this world existed.”
He was right about that, but honestly, she’d solved one of the biggest mysteries of her life. Uncovered new ones and solved those too—with his help. She couldn’t ask for much more than that. “I’m definitely okay with it. I sort of feel like my whole life has been leading me in this direction.”
“Metaphysical shit is weird, so yeah, maybe.” He shrugged, which was a much bigger process when wings were involved.
“And… about the whole Daddy thing…”