“Yuri,” she gasped, twitching her hips to find his fingers after he took off the pressure and made them merely a whisper. Vague and magnificent, her eyes found his. “Please.”

“Have you had enough, my sweet?” he asked calmly, a calm belying the pounding throb in his cock.

“Yes,” she panted.

“All right, my love,” he murmured and drove two fingers deep into her drenched pussy as his thumb manipulated her hard nub.

Her spine arched forward even further, her head fell back, her hair swaying against the smooth, creamy skin of her back, and her hands clutched the headboard as the sweet little noises of her climax poured from her throat and she ground into his hand.

When it began to leave her, he stroked her deeply but gently, pushing high inside but taking his thumb from her clit, and he watched her head fall forward as she kept her ass tipped to the ceiling, enjoying what she was getting as he enjoyed giving it to her.

“All right, button?” he asked.

“Yeah, sweetheart,” she breathed.

He slid his fingers out, running his hand over her ass, murmuring, “Relax.”

She did as he lifted from his elbow, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her to him. Sliding them down in bed, he twitched the covers over them and settled her snug to his side.

She rested her cheek to his chest and whispered, “What about you?”

The answer to her question was, by giving her that but not giving himself release, when he had her next, his orgasm would be extraordinary.

Or more extraordinary than what his little witch always gave to him.

Sometimes it was good to give so that what you took later could be so much better.

He didn’t explain that.

He gave her an alternate explanation that was nonetheless true.

“You’ll learn, sweet, that I take pleasure in pleasuring you.”

She pushed closer and snaked an arm around his middle. “I’ve already learned that.”

He smiled at the ceiling.

“Are you…eventually are you…” She lifted up and caught his eyes. “Are you ever going to, you know, um…feed from me?”

His heart thumped and his still-hard cock jumped.

“Do you think you’re ready for that?” he asked.

“I’ve heard that it’s…well, nice.”

“It is,” he confirmed.

“You’ve given me a lot of nice things, Yuri.”

He was delighted she thought so.

He gathered her closer, pulling her up his chest, and lowered his voice when he said, “I intend to continue giving you a variety of nice things, Aurora, for a very long time.”

Her face warmed, those big, blue eyes telling him how she felt about that idea.

“So, will you…soon?” She didn’t spell it out, but Yuri understood.

“Tomorrow morning,” he told her, and she relaxed into him.