Page 49 of Fae's Mate
“Hmm… she’ll probably be on the fence until Alex sharesheropinion, at least.”
“Which fence?” I ask. I don’t think I like the idea of the humans climbing fences. They are more fragile than fae. Seki giggles, and the sound makes my whole-body shiver. I could listen to that sound all day.
“Sorry, it is a human expression. It means to be undecided, as in, there is a decision on either side of the fence and she sits in the middle.”
“Ah, I see.” I feel a little foolish.
“But I’ll speak to her… I’ll speak to all of them.”
“Thank you.”
“I’d like to speak to the others too, the ones who went to Summer Court,” Seki tells me as she concentrates on the circles she draws with her fingers.
“You think they will have an opinion on the matter?”
“They will… but… that’s not what I want to talk to them about. I want to tell the others about the mating bond…”
“Oh?”
“Well… don’t you think it’s likely that some of the others could end up being mated?”
“I doubt it.”
Her fingers pause, and she presses her hand flat to my chest, her skin soft and warm. “Really? Your brother pulls a bunch of us through, two of which are mated to you and him. That can’t be a coincidence.”
I consider what she is saying. It echoes my earlier thoughts that the fates intentionally sent her to me when my brother sought his mate. Could it be that some of the other humans are intended as mates too? Perhaps my mate is right. She should inform them all of how the mating bond works. Just in case.
“You are wise, my Seki.”
“I’m not sure about that. I just don’t want you to have a riot on your hands,” she giggles.
“Considerate as well as wise, then.”
She chuckles again, and I sigh with pleasure at the sound. As my eyes study her face; her dark hooded eyes, her small nose, and her invitingly soft lips, I decided it has been too long since I last kissed her.
I lean towards her, gently rolling her onto her back, and press my mouth to hers. A hum rumbles through her appreciatively. Her arms wind around my shoulders, and her fingers slide into my hair. When her tongue dances along the seam of my mouth, I open for her, my tongue eager to meet hers. She pulls me against her, deepening our kiss and her hand comes to the side of my head, caressing my ear. Delicate fingers trace along the outside edge, from the bottom all the way up to the tip. I shudder at the touch.
“Seki,” I groan.
“They’re sensitive—”
“Very.”
“Then I assumed you would find this… pleasurable,” she whispers, her fingers stroking up and down the length of my ear.
“Fates.” It is as if she is stroking my cock, which is now tortuously hard. But I must wait. Last night, I was so eager to claim her that our lovemaking was over much too quickly. I wish to learn her body, explore every inch of her.
I angle my head, brushing my nose against her cheek, until my mouth reaches her ear. “Two can play this game, my mate,” I whisper, then slowly run my tongue from lobe to tip.
She shudders beneath me, a strangled squeal escaping her.
“Wait!” she breathes, and I pull away quickly at the alarmed tone of her voice.Did I hurt her?
When I glance down at her, worry has twisted her expression, and I am filled with concern.
“Am I going to get pregnant?”
“What?”
