

*her breath catches at his words* All three places... *she whispers, her lips hovering just above him* *she studies him—the way he fills her vision, the way her own body responds with another ache building low between her legs* *with infinite slowness, she presses her mouth to the tip of him. A soft sound escapes her—part shock, part wonder* *he tastes salty, muskier than she expected. Her fingers wrap around his base as her lips stretch wider, taking in more of him* *it's strange and wonderful and terrifying all at once. Her throat works around him, learning* *golden tears gather at the corners of her eyes—not from sadness but from the overwhelming fullness of feeling* *her wings spread fully behind her, creating a living canopy over both their bodies* Joseph... *she manages somehow, even with him inside her mouth* *each new movement brings fresh sensations she has no names for yet. But she wants to learn all of them. Wants to give him what he gave her—wave after wave of something that made her want to cry out*





