She lay sprawled across the bed, utterly spent, her body trembling in the aftershocks of release. Sleep had claimed her, but Veer’s hunger had not eased. The beast inside him clawed at his chest, demanding more. He wasn’t done.Not yet. Not even close.

Leaning over her, he pressed tender kisses to her cheeks, lingering against her warmth. But affection soon gave way to desire. His lips descended to her boobs, latching onto a hardened nipple. The moment the first drops of her sweet milk touched his tongue, a guttural groan tore from his throat.