Chapter 20- Still Mating

Rhye moaned, still moving on top of her, their bodies intimately connected. His strokes became more intense, as did the suction of his tongue against her vein. The combination of feelings overwhelmed Lily with yearning, rekindling her desire.

"Hell, Lily, you are amazing," he murmured, his deep voice gruff as gravel and his breath heating against her throat. His tongue swept over the twin punctures, closing them shut.

He raised his head to look at her. His eyes were as bright as fire, staring at her with such ferocity of emotion that it took her breath away. She'd never seen his teeth seem so sharp and out of place. She licked her lips, eager to feel them again in her throat. Everywhere.

Rhye was the most beautiful guy she's ever seen, violent and surreal.

As he stroked the side of her face and the delicate skin where his bite had been, his wicked mouth curled. "I feel you inside of me, Lily. I can feel your blood in my veins and in every cell in my body. And I share your delight.