I stifled a yawn, shaking my head. “I was a good boy. I didn’t even touch myself.”
She rolled her eyes. “Gold star for you. Seriously, why are you here?”
I gave her a wicked grin. “I like smelling you when you’re sleeping.”
“Said the serial killer to the victim.”
She looked down at me again, her eyes lingering on my bare chest before moving down to my lower half. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t look away. I stared down as well. I was very much at attention. She had that effect on me. However, I was most interested in her not looking away.
“Like what you see?” I asked, thrusting my hips up.
She huffed and turned her head.
I hooked my fingers over the edge of my pants. “Have you ever seen a fae male’s cock before?”
She side-eyed me before looking back down at my bottoms. “No. But that doesn’t mean you need to show me.”
“Oh, I know I don’t need to, darling, but I would love to. I mean, you’ve already felt it.”
This was the first step. If she could just crack the door open, I’d elbow my way in.
She worked her jaw from side to side as she considered my offer. The fact that she was even pondering my offer gave me my answer. She was intrigued by us. Her scent of arousal the previous night betrayed her. I wanted to push her over the edge. To see the things I saw in her mind come to life. Only she was so stubborn. “Why not have fun while you’re here?”
She gave a chuckle, folding her arms. “Fuck it, why not?”
I wiggled my brows, excitement growing in me. I was a bit of an exhibitionist. What can I say? “You know what would be even better? If you lowered my bottoms for me.”
She sneered at me but then leaned forward and grasped the band of my pants to pull them down. I lifted my hips as she pulled at my pants, yanking them down until I was completely exposed. Her eyes widened as she looked at my member, still standing at attention.
I touched myself, running my hand slowly up and down. Fae cocks weren’t necessarily different from humans in shape, although some could be. Most were smooth, like mine, with a large head. I’d gotten the underside of my shaft pierced twice, along with the tip. Most female fae found it pleasurable, and it added a nice level for me as well. Would she feel the same? I hoped so. “What do you think?”
She gave an unimpressed shrug. “It’s alright. I thought it would be sparkly or something.”
I sniffed the air, scenting her arousal. Her eyes were still transfixed on my cock. It was more than alright. One day I’d have to tell her that a fae’s nose was as keen as a lycan’s. Not anytime soon, if ever. “I don’t sparkle, darling, but I could glamour myself so you see sparkles. Have some fun with me. If you refuse to come out of this room, the least you can do is take advantage of me while I’m here. Or you can stay miserable in this room, all alone, reading dusty books.”
She looked around the space, considering my offer. I didn’t know what she was searching for. There wasn’t much to the room, as spacious as it was. She crossed her arms, pushing her chest up so that I could see more of her cleavage peek through her gown. I groaned, continuing to pump, and she turned her eyes back to me, mouth parting as she watched me. Her nipples were growing hard, pressing against the thin fabric. I wanted to wrap my mouth around her breast so badly that my mouth began to water. I needed to suck her. Taste her.
I lowered my lids, moving my thumb over the slit of my tip to collect the precum gathering there as lubrication. “Denying yourself won’t make the situation better. Have some fun with me, my pretty thing.”
She looked back to me, her hazel eyes now bold with desire. This was the face I wanted. She was no prey like Yosef believed. She was going to fight, but it would be fun. She reached out a hand and placed it on my chest. Not what I was hoping for, but it was a start. I continued to watch her as she moved her hand down my chest, lightly dragging her nails over my skin. The tickling touch surprisingly made me tighten. Fuck, I was more into her than I thought.
She then leaned forward and licked my nipple. I sucked in a breath. How did she know I was sensitive there? Seeing my response, she licked my other nipple. I could feel my heart pick up speed as she lathered my skin with that icy cool mouth of hers. I wanted to take her face and kiss her, but I remained still, letting her take charge this time. She moved her hand slowly down my abdomen, knocking my hand away from my cock, replacing it with her own. I nearly came at the feel of her hand wrapped around me. Her touch was like cool silk against my skin, and she stroked me expertly. I was already close, and I didn’t think I would be able to hold off for much longer.
Her teeth bared down on my nipple hard enough to mark me, and I arched my back as she increased her pace on my cock, loving the delicious pain and pleasure mix. “Fuck, darling, I’m going to come. Harder.”
She squeezed my cock tighter, moving her hand rapidly but careful of the piercings, which she glided her thumb over; the gentle tugging sensation buzzed through me, and I closed my eyes from the high. She twirled her tongue around my sensitive skin before alternating between sucking and biting hard enough to bruise my skin. It hurt like hell but felt so good. I was in heaven, and she was my angel. Moments later, I came, thrusting my hips toward her hand in rapid motion as I met her continued pumps, her hands gliding my cum over me in a sweet, sticky mess. She was driving me mad. I didn’t want this to end. To lose her touch.
However, she soon moved her mouth from me, slowing her pace on my cock until she eventually removed it. I blew out a breath. My chest rose and fell rapidly. I needed this woman. Had to have her.
“I want you,” I said in a low voice.
She smirked, giving me knowing eyes. “It was fun watching you come. I didn’t think I’d like it as much, but you were kind of hot. And your dick is nice to touch. Curious about those piercings.”
I slid my tongue across the top of my lip, running my eyes over her body. I wanted to rip that gown off of her and take her right now. She knew I liked pain; she knew my sensitive spots. It was too easy. “Let me return the favor.”
She scooted off the bed, much to my disappointment. “Not today. I need to go wash my hands. Be gone when I come back.”
I groaned in dissatisfaction. It seemed the door she’d opened to me was only a sliver. I had to find a way to make the crack bigger. I was obsessed now. I was going to have her.
