Dax's POV
A guttural groan ripped from my throat as I spilled myself deep inside Lilith, filling her quivering core.
Our lips parted with a shimmering thread of saliva that finally broke against her swollen mouth.
Her head was thrown back, a soft, wanting whimper escaping her throat. Her tongue darted out, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.
I bent down, catching a glistening bead of saliva from her chin with my tongue.
The moment I tasted her, I felt her inner muscles clench rhythmically around my length, which stirred and began to harden again almost instantly.
The wolf inside me snarled, "Again! Now! Don't stop!"
In the past, I would have given in. I would have pinned her down and taken her over and over, mating until she lost consciousness beneath me.
But not today.
"No…"
