“God.” “What?” “To think of you going through the needing.” His body swayed, as if he’d closed his eyes. “To be the one you used.” Sexual heat came out of him in a rush. She could actually feel a hot gust move the air. “How long does it last?” she asked in a husky voice. “Two days. If the female is…serviced well and fed properly, she rebounds quickly.” “And the man?” “The male’s totally used up when it’s over. Milked dry. Drained of blood, too. It takes longer for him to recover, but I’ve never heard one complain. Ever.” There was a pause. “I’d love to be the one who relieves you.”
