As he felt himself being opened and torn, the healer's persistent squeaks became longer, high pitched squeals that indicated his pleasure. He clutched harder and felt his nails dig into flesh.

When he was kissed, he forced ihs tongue inside and when Mic finally entered, his bit the demon's lip. His hips thrust upward and flesh slid against flesh. He had spent so much time dreaming of this moment...

And it was even better than he'd imagined.