“For me, it was the taste of you,” Vasser said breathlessly as he ran his forked tongue over the dewy landscape of her neck. “Tasting you was always one of the greatest pleasures of my long life.”
“Taste me now,” Layluna begged through bated breath. Vasser didn’t waste a microsecond and dove deep inside her starving c**t with his ravenous tongue. Layluna’s spine cracked with electricity and arched as Vasser savagely lapped her into a frothy frenzy. She exhaled some of her Alma and tangled her claws deep inside his long, white hair, pulling him deeper inside her. After only a brief moment, Layluna bathed her lost lover’s serpent tongue in sweet orgasmic body nectar that was sweet and tangy, which he licked up like a thirsty hummingbird. Wanting her kiss, Vasser ascended the length of her
