“Be sure of yourself, Ishaan." Carina panted the words as her wings started to twitch and her body heated. “I will not take an unwilling pledge." She shuddered as he pressed his lips to the skin in the center of her wings. “Ishaan," her body stiffened, and she spilled as his lips found and brushed across the most sensitive place on her body. The place that the Flight kept guarded except for mated pairs that trusted each other wholly. She closed her eyes as the pleasure stormed her again and again as he kept paying attention to that spot in the middle of her wings. He licked it gently, using his hands to part her feathers when her wings tried to clamp shut against the sensations.
“Are you coming for me, Carina?" He murmured the words to her while his fingers drew light loops on her spine.
