“There are a lot of skills an Incubus like me has honed over the years,” he said, leaning in close with his hands on her armrests. “And you get to reap the benefits.” Ivy’s dazed stare dropped to his lips and she licked her own. Grinning, he soaked in the residual energy of her orgasm floating through the air. “I certainly don’t feel averse to feeding you now,” she murmured. Silas chuckled. “Good. Because this is just the beginning.”
