Page 74 of Fae Unleashed
So, I stayed quiet. I wasn’t going to give her false hope.
“Let’s go get a drink,” I said, instead.
She made a small, disappointed noise.
“I know you don’t like it when I drink.” That wasn’t why she’d made the sound, but I could pretend that it had been so that we didn’t face the truth just yet.
Cerri
Flying ointments were no joke.I’d made them before, and they never got easier. I woke with a skull splitting headache that made every bone down to my toes rattle. But I also woke in the arms of the man I loved.
The fur had disappeared, but his wings remained. Rhoan hefted himself over me and spread his inky black wings so wide that they grazed the walls of the little cottage. When he knocked over little knickknacks, he glanced up in surprise.
I watched him take in the cottage with his big, lavender eyes. His lips parted and made me want to pull him down for a kiss. I managed to keep my hands to myself for fear that the beast would reclaim him to protect the man from my love again. When Rhoan looked down at me with astonishment and joy across his chiseled face, my heart leapt into my throat and my hands to his chest.
“You made it look just like my trailer.”
This was the perfect combination ofus. I’d somehow manifested a home for the both of us. It was too bad we couldn’t stay.
“We’ve been gone for a week,” I said. “We should probably go back.”
But I wanted to pull him down to me and feel the weight of his body on mine. More than anything, I wanted feel his bodyinmine. My core throbbed with a violent need that couldn’t be satisfied.
Rhoan smiled knowingly. Voice low and husky, he asked, “Does my princess need anything?”
I nearly groaned. My lips parted. I could almost feel his tongue on mine, the press of his lips, and the scrape of his teeth. When my breath shuddered out of me, Rhoan lowered himself even closer.
I fisted my hands against his chest, but I did nothing to stop him. Not even when his hand slid beneath the skirt of my dress and up my thigh. The callouses of his fingers made me shudder with anticipation.
Though I could have stopped this, for his safety, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I needed him. If I was never going to have him, then I wanted a taste even if it was short lived. I needed to know what could have been.
“I’m never going to be able to move on,” I whispered.
Rhoan pressed his face to the crook of my neck and growled. “Good,” he said.
His hand moved higher to the folds of my womanhood. I gasped, all at once startled and excited. No man had touched me like this for a very long time. Of course, I’d taken lovers throughout my life, but I never kept them.
There’d been no room for long term lovers while we’d been under Alvin’s thumb. And after that, I’d been so conscious of my scars that I didn’t dare approach a man.
But Rhoan’s gaze roved over me like it would sustain him for years to come. His ravenous attention devoured every inch of me, and I arched my back to give him a better view. The fabric of my fae dress strained to hold in my breasts. He bit his lip when they caught his attention.
He drew lazy circles between my folds until I dripped with hot moisture. The smell of sex filled the air. All thoughts of my earlier headache vanished. Orgasms were good for curing headaches. At least, that’s what I’d read on the internet.
“I will take care of my princess before we return. It’s a knight’s duty, after all.”
He slid a finger inside me and bent it so that his calloused fingertip grazed a sensitive spot. I arched into him and cried out. There was no one around to hear us, so I let my cries shake the shelves and tapestries. The thatched roof even trembled as he drew pleasure out of me with deft strokes.
Rhoan used two fingers, using each to tease that same spot one after the other so that there was no moment where I was not writhing beneath him. Pressure built low inside me. I knew that I was so close, but I wanted more.
I wanted all of him inside me. It was all I could think of. If only I could have the full, erect length of him, then I would be complete. We would join as one the way we were meant to be, and once that happened then no one would be able to take him from me.
Rhoan didn’t give me time to miss what I didn’t have. He teased the pressure inside me to its breaking point. I arched into his hand to push him deeper as I groaned. Hand fisted in my hair, I screamed when the dam finally broke.
His low chuckle warmed me as ripples of pleasure radiated through my body. My toes curled when he rose over me and pressed kisses to my stomach. Each small gesture spoke the words he could never say.
I grabbed ahold of him and held him tight. I’d just gotten him back. I couldn’t let him out of my grasp. If he said those three words, then I would lose both him and his beast. Faust would whisk him away so that I would never see him again. The very thought made my lips tremble.
“That was one hell of a welcome home,” I breathed.
