Ivan
"We need to stop." Nefra mewls while pulling my head back to her neck.
"Definitely," I growl, licking the flesh above her scar. "Need to."
I'd brought her to the clinic immediately after the incident in the bathroom. It was a good thing, too, because her heat was out of control. Everyone we crossed was affected by it. Male, female, mated or not. We'd passed a few mortals, and even they seemed touched by it.
It was driving me insane.
All I wanted to do was take everything off her and bury myself inside her until we were exhausted and couldn't move for days. But, goddess, I craved her and needed to be with her. Chagan wasn't helping. He was feral with the desire to mate.
Without the training I'd grown up with, I'd have succumbed to it already. However, those threads are snapping quickly. I'm done fighting it, and that's the main problem. Nefra was too delicious, and my mistake was licking her. She was too much to resist; I needed her more than food or water.
