The damp, crimson meat slid between our parted lips. Nika's flavored saliva mingled with mine on my tongue, and what I couldn't swallow dripped onto my chest and trickled down.

Unlike our previous kisses, Nika didn't try to absorb any of my energy this time; it was purely tongue-mixing, a literal kiss, not a regular intake.

After a while, their lips parted. Nika licked the saliva from her lips and shivered. Her pink pupils were the eyes of a succubus. Her gaze was filled with desire and affection.

Pheromones dripped from her entire body. The imprints of submission on her …