Chapter 132 - These Confusing Desires

Feral.

That was how they were.

Valerick's actions were fueled by a sort of insanity and an unrestrained thirst. Wherever his lips met her skin, his fangs left an imprint.

Her cries of pain morphed into pleasure, as her claws dug into his back and her hands fisted into his hair.

With the speed they had, their clothes were long gone in seconds. Naked bodies rubbed against each other.

Zezi's ragged breathing filled the room, clashing with the scent of their arousal that perfumed the air. It was sweet, it hung to the roof of their mouth and the back of their throat.

He peppered her neck with ferocious kisses and she did the same to him, her tongue slithering over her mark on him, torturing him as he did her. His claws dug into her thighs, and she threw her head back, as she cried. But his mouth had captured a taut nipple and her body jerked in his arms at the conflicting signals the consecutive actions sent through her veins.

His tongue flickered and sucked, and her sex ached to have