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‘I’ve changed my mind,’ she says softly. ‘I saved your life, as you say, and I need … I need you to do something for me. If you do, any debt is cleared.’

‘What is it?’ I ask.

She draws away so that I can see her face. ‘Since Rondorai, since I realized what life is like for humans in the Dark Realms now …’ She looks away, biting her lip. ‘It’s only a matter of time before I’m … forced.’ She glances up and then away. ‘Like those orcs would have … or I’ll be captured and given to a …,’ she grimaces, ‘a bull. My luck will run out, Grey.’

‘What is it that you want from me … Lia?’

‘I’ve never been with a male before,’ she whispers, closing her eyes and cringing.

‘I know,’ I say slowly.

I think I can see where this is going, and it makes me both fear and hope.

‘And for the first time at least, I’d rather it was my choice.’

‘You want it to be me?’ I ask, suddenly feeling like a small boy and not a large, powerful fae with the ability to turn into a vicious predator.

She nods. ‘If you do it, I’ll never speak to you of a life debt. We can forget about all of it.’

I stare at her for a long moment, wishing that I had the strength to deny her. But the truth is, with the beast so close to the surface– I shake my head a little. No. I won’t lie to myself like that. She saved me, and she deserves more. It's not just the beast that wants her.

At my silence, she seems to get smaller in front of me. She thinks that I don’t want to.

‘I've wanted you,’ I whisper, and she looks surprised.

‘You don’t have to pretend.’

‘For a long time,’ I continue, ignoring her words. ‘Before we were confined to the room in Rondorai. I used to see you in the Camp sometimes, in the keep. You rarely noticed me.’

‘You don’t have to lie,’ she says. ‘This is a payment of a debt. Nothing more. You don't have to pretend to like me, Grey. I know you don’t.’

Her lip quivers, and I'm struck by just how defenseless she is at the moment despite how quickly she could end me. I shouldn't do this. But she's asked me to.

I draw her hair back from her face. ‘If you want to stop,’ I say, ‘tell me. We don't have to do this if you don't want to, and we can stop whenever you like.’

Her chin moves up and down jerkily.

I take a steadying breath as I draw her dress over her head. Perhaps I should disrobe first … try and put her at ease, but everything in me wants to see her. I need to see everything.

I fling the dress to the side and take in her breasts and nipples that are hardening in the cold. I caress her face and lean in, kissing her lips gently. She startles a little, and I wonder if this is a first for her as well. The thought contents me … and the beast. It already views her as his, but I don’t delve too deeply into that realization now.

I go slowly, drawing the kiss out, licking her gently until she opens her mouth, and I slip my tongue between her lips. She looks surprised and pulls back a little, but I follow, gentle and calm. She begins to move her tongue against mine, mimicking my movements, and I trail kisses down her neck until I reach one pert nipple. I suck it into my mouth, relishing her small gasp.

I know Dane and Kal will find us in the morning, but tonight, it's just me and her. I forget about them and where we’re taking her.

I draw her closer, shrugging off the shirt I stole from the orcs. My hands explore her, and she begins to timidly touch my body as well. Her hands run over the scars I’ve picked up over the years almost reverently before I feel her tense as she locates the lash marks on my back. I freeze.

‘I'm sorry,’ she murmurs. ‘I didn't know.’

‘There's nothing to know,’ I say, not elaborating.

I rarely even think about my life before Varrik saved me, and it’s definitely not the right time to talk about it while I’m meant to be pleasuring the Harbin– Lia.

I lay her back on the furs and open her legs to see her, the view effectively redirecting my mind. It's different now than it was in Rondorai. There, it was a necessity. Here, it’s something else. This may merely be the repayment of a debt for her, a means to an end, but, for me, it’s more than that.

I pull her apart gently to see more of her, leaning down to lick her slit gently as I remember watching Kallum doing the same while Dane and I watched through the mirror before. The jealousy that burned through me had almost had me storming back into the room to claim her for myself. The only thing that had stopped me was her clear enjoyment of what Kallum was doing to her.

Her answering whimper as my tongue laves through her makes me growl in contentment. My eyes roll back in my head at the heady scent and the taste of her.

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