Chapter 94

Iris

The breeze brushes my skin when I kneel before Lucien in the grass. The only thing I can think about is pleasuring him. Being with him. And all I can hear is Lucien’s harsh breathing even though the flowers and the winds are playing.

My mind is only set on him.

My beautiful mate.

His beautiful, black wings twitch. It’s like they’re reacting to my presence. Or maybe to what I just said. Still