He waited until his fingers brought her to an orgasm before he swallowed and drew more blood, growling again against her skin at the added taste of her pleasure. He was quickly coming up on a dangerous line and forced himself to stop, withdrawing with a lick across her neck and before the magic could work its power, Matt's mouth was at Airy's ear.

"I'm going to fuck you and make you beg for more, flood your system and then I'm going back for seconds," he demanded, hands already pushing her pants off and pull her shirt up. His cock ached and the beast within him writhed in pleasure and greed at finally getting what he'd been denied.

"You taste so fucking good, mon amour."