My merman didn’t reply. Instead, his mouth found mine. But before I could melt into the mattress, he pushed me away.
“I’m feral for you, my love,” he said, breathing hard. “But it’s late and you are tired, so it would be remiss of me to take advantage.”
I let his words sink in for a few seconds. Was he for real? He’d just admitted he wanted me, and make no mistake—the evidence of that want had practically drilled a hole in my belly while we kissed. Yet despite all that, he claimed leaving me unsatisfied and pissed off was in my own best interests?!
Not. Fucking. Happening.
37
Raven
Ikicked the covers off and jumped astride Kai, taking him by surprise. His pretty gray eyes widened before I shut down any protests he might have had with a kiss. It took a heartbeat for him to react to my aggressive move.
And a further three seconds before I ended up on my back, pinned to the mattress by an angry merman.
“You need to sleep!” he growled, not sounding at all like himself.
“I need an orgasm to help me sleep!” I growled back, channeling my inner bitch witch. Sealing the bond with the storm mage had apparently unlocked a new level. Once upon a time, back when I first bonded Maverick, I wouldn’t have dreamed of acting like a feral beast, but the new, much improved version of me was taking no prisoners.
Kai wanted me. His cock throbbed between us, spilling happy tears all over his quivering abs. Sure, I got that he loved treating me like a precious little doll, but I was no fucking doll.
I had needs!
Glynda would understand.
She often joked she had a raging bitch side nobody else saw. I just hoped she’d used it on Farris when he whisked her away from the club that night.
With a bit of luck, she’d forced him to cough up for a ten-star resort hotel in the fae realm. I pictured her topping up her tan while handsome fae males wearing nothing but a smile massaged her cute little feet.
My bestie totally deserved some high-level pampering.
“Do you need an orgasm?” Kai’s eyes darkened into pools of stormy rage. Oops. He wasn’t happy about me taking charge.
“Yes, and as a loving mate, it’s up to you to provide one.” I wiggled around, rubbing my aching pussy on his thick shaft, making both of us groan. But he still refused to do what I wanted him to. Which was, as Zane had surmised, rail me into the next realm.
“And what happens if I refuse to pander to your spoiled-brat demands?”
I pursed my lips and sat back. His heated gaze dropped to my breasts, which were all perky and pink after a hot shower.
“Then I suppose I’ll have to go find one of my other mates to service me.” Zane was probably listening to this and laughing.
“No.”
My jaw unhinged. “No?”How dare he, that fucki—
Before I could finish cursing Kai in my head, he’d flipped us over. The solid weight of him pushed me into the soft mattress, which did nothing to cool my ardor.
“No, you are mine tonight!” A small whimper filled the air between us. Yes, I was a needy witch.
I dug my nails into his back, enjoying the tortured groan that escaped. His cock thickened between my thighs and pressed at my entrance.
But still he refused to enter me, and my frustration grew to heights no sane witch could endure without having a meltdown.
My magic burst free, filling the room with fire and shadows. Luckily for Rasmus and his ancestors, the bedroom furnishings appeared immune to fire of magical origin, and the only thing burning was my temper.
“If you don’t make me come right now, I swear I will—”
Kai rocked his hips, pressing an inch inside me. I gasped at the delicious stretch and arched my back, seeking more. But he just smirked.
