She does as I ask, and I pull her closer, sliding one of my legs between hers. Her naked flesh is warm and wet on my upper thigh, my cock stone-hard as it presses against her backside.
All I want is to fuckingspearher, to claim her body in all the filthy ways I love to do.
But tonight isn’t about what I want. It’s about taking her away from this epic shitshow and giving her even a few precious moments of sheer bliss.
“Thank you, Jude,” she whispers.
“Shh. Close your eyes and take a deep breath, and let me take care of the rest.”
She does as I ask, and I feel her relax against me, melting like the sweetest chocolate on a summer’s day. With slow, deliberate kisses, I bring my mouth from her shoulder to her neck, then up to her earlobe, nibbling the soft skin as I tease one of her nipples with the gentle scrape of a claw.
“Can you… talk to me?” she whispers, her hips already rocking as she seeks the friction of my thigh.
“Hmm,” I murmur. “Any particular topic?”
“No, I mean… I like it when you…talkto me. During… you know.”
I let out a soft laugh. “Has my little scarecrow gone shy all of a sudden?”
“Considering we’re lying here naked with an inn full of people, I don’t think shy is the right word.”
“Then use yourotherwords, darling. Tell me exactly what you like, and I promise to deliver.”
“I like… I like when you tell me about all the things you want to do to me in bed.”
“Oh, now that’s a tall order, scarecrow. There are hardly enough words in Englishorfae for all the things I want to do to you in bed. But for you? I’m willing to try.”
I pinch her nipple, tugging it into a tight peak, making her moan for me.
“First, I want to taste your skin. Like this.” I press my lips to the back of her neck, teasing her with hot, delicate kisses. “You taste like apples and sunshine, darling. Like all the best things. The very first time I kissed you, I was already addicted. Do you remember?”
“The night you finally admitted to stalking me?”
“Andyoufinally admitted to liking it.”
“I still can’t believe I let you into my bed that night.” A quiet laugh. “You were beyond creepy.”
“Creepy? Please. You were a goner the moment you saw the size of my—”
“Wingspan?”
“Tongue.” I unfurl it all the way now, licking a path straight down her spine, swirling it around her tight little arsehole as I bring my tail around the front to graze her clit.
“Jude,” she whispers against my arm, her hips rocking harder, seeking my cock.
“Is this what you want?” I whisper, arching my hips so the tip of my cock teases her from behind. “My cock sliding into your greedy little cunt? Because that’s whatIwant. I want to fuck this tight, wet hole until we’re both coming so hard we make a mess of this couch.”
“Please,” she whispers, fingernails digging into my arm. “Say more.”
I bite her shoulder, then drag my mouth back to her ear, my breath hot and heavy on her skin as I bury my face in her hair, increase the pressure of my tail on her clit, and slowly—ever so slowly—push the tip of my cock into her wet heat.
In and out. Circling. Stretching. In and out once more, but never more than the tip, teasing her until she’s writhing and whimpering in my arms.
“You’re so hot and wet for me, darling. So fucking… so fuckinggood.” I close my eyes and try to force myself to keep up this long, delicious tease, but everything inside me is so ready to fuckingclaimher, my balls heavy with need, my cock aching to sink deep, all the way in, and I—
“Fuck,” I grit out, grabbing her hip and burying myself to the hilt, unable to hold back for another moment.
She rocks back to meet my thrust, and together we find a perfect rhythm, fucking slow and deep on that couch, chasing away the ghosts, the pain, the fear of what’s to come.
