Devour (Inhuman Love Collection) by Howl Avery

Author:Howl Avery [Avery, Howl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-26T16:00:00+00:00

RHORY

Never before had I been so acutely aware of how lucky I was that my hubby was not a sadist. After days of borderline torture and the most satisfying feed I had to date, I got a literal (happy sigh) pat on the head and the promise he would never do that again. So long as I stayed out of his head when he asked, which, of course, meant he would extend me the same courtesy. With that, I will begrudgingly admit he was right, only this once. Even though our mental link remained switched on, at least I could tune out his endless worrying or kick him out of my headspace when feeling some feelings.

While I could still tap into other people at will, our link was extraordinarily different. The advantages were plenty and now, with moderation, all the benefits could outweigh the inconveniences. Hubs could privately converse with me whenever and wherever, regardless of distance.

What could have easily ripped us apart brought us closer again. Our mental exchanges still occurred the most often late at night in bed, when we simply didn’t feel like having a vocal conversation. But it was also fun to let hubby know how badly I wanted his cock when I knew he was busy presiding over Mass. Heh. Yes, I could also be as evil as him.

I also started spending a lot more time with hubs. Like a lot. Being with each other for days at a time and including overnights, a lot. And not even for snacks, but only to see his evil face. Sigh. Gaia was probably right. I was a dumbfuck. I got such meager relief from any other source, I all but gave up feeding elsewhere aside from passively filling. Devastating to admit, but pursuing random encounters was not worth the time nor energy.

Plus, the idea of firsthand with others bothered hubs. He didn’t say it, and he didn’t forbid it, but I knew he didn’t like me fucking around and he managed by not thinking about it. And if he did, well, that always got him grumpy, without fail. I was no saint, either. I’d piss on his leg if that’s what it took to keep others away, human and otherwise. Thankfully, it hadn’t come to that. I continued having him all to myself.

Today, we were finally going to Em’s wedding after her being engaged to that guy for what—two or three years? Longer? I never bothered to remember these things, usually. Hubby was lucky I remembered his birthday each year—mostly because it marked another year until I could eat him.

Hubs and I were both invited separately to Em’s wedding, but pretending we were going together as each other’s date was fun. Especially since most people in attendance knew neither of us. Also, we needed something fun to help us get through this ceremony and reception. Em was marrying the idiot, which meant we would force ourselves to talk to him at least once. Actually, I should ask hubby to remind me of his name.

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