“Open your mouth for me, love.” His soft order gave me pause, but I followed his demand.
I could taste the soup we’d eaten and Slater’s own unique flavor. Oh, my damn. I could get addicted to kissing. His lipsteased mine, tongue sliding inside, inviting mine to rub against his. Heat poured off him, making me relax against him even more. The erection beneath me jumped. I wasn’t sure what to do with my hands until he lifted one and placed it around his shoulder. The other he placed over his beating heart. My eyes drifted shut, falling deeper under his spell. Expertly, he kissed me with such passion, tasting every inch of my mouth, teaching me to do the same without saying a word. He pulled back, sucking my lower lip into his mouth, giving it a little nip that sent a jolt through me.
“Goddess, I could lose myself in your kisses.’
Unsure, I stared into his eyes. “More,” I demanded.
Eliminating the small space he’d put between our mouths, almost hesitantly, I explored his mouth, then with more boldness nipped his lip, moving my tongue over the small wound. Trailing my hand up his chest, I grabbed his hair, holding him to me. His body jerked, then his hand began a slow journey down mine, cupping my breast through the silk.
“You like that?” He asked, tweaking the hard nipple.
“Goddess, yes,” I breathed, pushing further into his embrace.
The feel of the material separating us irritated me. I wanted it off, and I wanted it off now. In the next instant, it was gone.
“Damn,” his shocked tone had me gaping at the sight of my bare flesh.
Neither of us said a word for a few seconds. “Did I do that?” I couldn’t contain the whimper.
“Ssh, it’s okay. We are in the Fey’s world. Nothing is out of the ordinary here.’
“Have you been here before?” The image of him being here with some faceless woman made me and my wolf growl.
He kissed my mouth, a hard press of his lips. “No, love. You are my first, but the Fey are magical creatures. It wouldn’t be unknown for their magic to bleed off on one of us, especially inyour case, where you had several powerful ones healing you.” His grip tightened on my hip.
I felt a little exposed sitting over his lap naked while he was fully clothed. “So, if I were to wish you naked, it might happen?’
A dimple appeared as he smiled broadly. “If not, I can certainly oblige.’
Closing my eyes, I thought about how I wanted him naked like me. Seconds passed, and then the feel of crisp hair and all man beneath my bottom had my eyes widening. “I did it.’
Holding onto my hips, Slater lifted me, guiding me into straddling his thighs. With both legs on either side of his, my gaze flew to the space between our bodies. The large erection he was sporting made me smile.
“I’m assuming I’m not the first man you’ve seen naked?” Uncertainty flooded me. How were you supposed to answer that?
I’d been part of a pack before Rasmund had sent me to look after his daughter, Cammie. Then Cammie had mated with Keanu, who didn’t seem able to wait until they were behind a closed door before he was shucking his clothes. I’d definitely seen and heard way more than most since Cammie and Keanu had gotten together.
“Are you forgetting the fact I’ve been in wolf form for over twenty years? Humans tend to do lots of things in front of animals.’
Suddenly feeling too naked, I tried to move off of him. “I’m sorry, love. The thought of you finding another man attractive has me saying stupid things. Forgive me.’
I tilted my head. Real regret rang out in his tone. “Okay.” I nodded.
The hold he had on me tightened. “Just like that?’
“What?’
He shook his head. “Most women would make a man beg for forgiveness.’
I laughed. “I’ve lost too much time to waste on silly games. Kiss me again?’
Slater pulled me in closer, his mouth not as gentle as before, devouring instead of sipping. The feel of his hard chest against my nipples was an added sensation to my already overloaded body. I whimpered against him, squirming on his lap. My hips flexed forward, rubbing against the hardness of his erection.
“Yes,” he growled, helping me move back and forth on him.
I should have been embarrassed, but all I felt was pleasure. My wetness coated him, making the action easier. I wanted to impale myself on him. Each time I moved high enough on him, the entrance to my body spasmed. I was so close to something I’d never thought to experience but had heard others talk about.
“I want to make love to you, Slater.” I tunneled my fingers into his hair.
