Page 33 of Fae's Mate
When I turn, she stands a few paces behind me, the sun setting behind her, casting her in shadow.
“I need to know something.”
I step towards her, and she looks up at me, her eyes full of questions. When a gentle breeze blows and tousles her hair, I cannot help myself. My hand rises and I gently tuck the stray strands back into place, my fingers briefly caressing the curve of her dainty human ear.
“Do I feel like thisbecauseof the bond?”
“Feel what?” I ask, my voice coming out thicker than I expected.
We are so close, barely an inch between us. One deep breath from either of us and we would touch. My whole body vibrates with yearning at the proximity.
“I’m trying to wrap my head around magic and mates and everything else you have told me, but… I can’t seem to think straight when I’m around you. Is that all just part of the illusion?”
“There is no illusion Seki, the bond is real—”
“But if we didn’t have the bond, would I still…” She looks down at her feet.
Without thinking, I take her chin between my thumb and finger, tipping her head, so she looks at me. My breath catches in my throat; she is so beautiful.
“Would you still what?” The question comes out in a coarse whisper.
Seki’s breath shudders. “Would I still want you to kiss me again?”
My heart thunders in my chest as my whole body fills with longing.
“You want me to kiss you?”
I hear her swallow. “Yes,” she whispers.
Seki watches me carefully as I lean in to brush my lips against hers. They are as warm and soft as I remember. Her eyes flutter shut when I press my mouth to hers more firmly, my thumb gliding along her jaw, and my body shudders when I feel her hands on my waist. I rest my hand on her shoulder as she breathes deeply, pressing her chest to mine.
When her tongue glides along the seam of my mouth, I can’t help but groan, parting my lips, so our tongues can meet. She tastes like apples.
What started as tender and gentle becomes something more heated as she kisses me more fervently, her hold on me tightening. I take a few steps forwards, guiding her back against the nearest tree.
She releases a small gasp as her back meets bark, and I pin her between my body and the apple tree. Reaching up between us, she slides her hand around the back of my neck, setting my skin on fire, her fingers curling into my hair.
I leave her mouth, kissing my way along her jaw as she sighs against my ear. The delicious sound makes the elongated tips twitch. My already hard cock does the same as it strains against my trousers.
“Seki…” I whisper as I kiss the hollow beneath her ear.
She rolls her hip, pressing against me, eliciting another groan from the back of my throat. As I kiss along the curve of her neck, she shifts against me so one of her legs is between mine and presses her thigh against me.Fates.
“Will you let me touch you?” I ask against her soft skin.
“Yes,” she breathes, as the hand at my waist slides up my back.
My hand glides along her waist, over her hip, and down her thigh. I claw eagerly at the folds of her skirt, drawing them up her leg until I reveal soft pale flesh. With a flick of my wrist, my hand slips beneath the fabric, and my palm grazes up the outside of her leg. My hand travels higher and as I skim her hip, I discover she isn’t wearing any under-things.
I leave her neck and find her mouth again. She eagerly kisses me, her tongue sweeping into my mouth to find mine as her grip on me tightens. I move the hand behind her neck to cup the back of her head so the bark bites into the back of my hand instead. The last thing I want to do is hurt her.
My other hand drops between her legs, caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh. As my hand slides higher, she rolls her hips against me again, the pressure against my cock both torturous and wonderful all at once.
My fingers meet soft slick curls, and I ease them between her folds. I can’t help the guttural sound that slips from my lips at how deliciously wet she is. My mate, so wet for me that I nearly spill right then.
I drag my fingers through her silky heat until I skim the little bud nestled at the top. When she moans into my mouth I devour it, drunk on the sounds of her pleasure.
I circle the bud, slow and languid, causing Seki to pant and tremble against me. Her lips leave mine, so she can rest her head against my shoulder. She is as lost in this moment as I am.
