Page 18 of Dark Fey Captive

Slowly, she warmed.

It felt so good.

Especially when she moved in her sleep, nuzzling against me. It made my cock ache fiercely, but I refused to leave her and relieve the pressure. She would grow cold again without me. And what if she made another sad sound if I left her? No. I would stay.

But I had to stop touching her.

Lying there, I listened to her breathe and wished she had been more comfortable in that lower position. Her exhales were teasing my neck, making my skin prickle.

My cock started to leak just before her breathing changed. She tensed on top of me. Why? Was she afraid?

She stayed silent for a long while before speaking.

“Nav? Are you awake?”

Relieved she wasn’t afraid, I resumed rubbing her back the way she seemed to like.

“Yes. What do you need?”

“To use the bathroom and move around a little. Is it okay if I get off of you now?”

I lifted my arms so she could leave. She braced her hands on my chest and slid to the side. Her thigh dragged over my cock in the best way. I tried not to make a sound, but failed.

“Sorry,” she said before hurrying to the bathroom.

I stood and stretched while listening to her use the toilet and wash. Her teeth started to clack together.

“Are you getting cold, Arena? You can warm yourself on me again.”

“Actually, I’m more hungry than cold,” she said. “Any chance you have some clothes I can wear so I can find something to eat?”

“I have something you can eat,” I said, removing the packaged meat I had placed in the bedside table’s drawer. The store across the street had plenty more, but this was all I’d grabbed before hearing the females in the street earlier.

“Let me guess,” she said without coming out. “A big sausage, just for me, right?”

Stunned, I looked at the packaged meat I held.

“How did you know?”

She opened the door, a faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. The smile vanished, and she froze as her gaze shifted to my waist.

The difference in size between my brothers and me and human males always scared females at first.

“Hard, wrapped meat is safe,” I said, hoping to distract her.

Her mouth dropped open in a way that said I had offended her.

But how?

CHAPTER SEVEN

ARENA

If I hadn’t witnessed the end of the world and all the things that Nav, the…fey in front of me, could do, I would have believed I was in the middle of being pranked. However, his open expression and the way he kept holding out his “sausage” had me questioning whether he was actually clueless about the innuendo.

Maybe. Or was this a way to test if I was willing?

He’d made it pretty clear he wanted sex. And given the way I’d been sleeping on him, what I’d clipped getting off of him, and the way “it” hadn’t wilted at all while I’d been inside the bathroom, it told me that his interest hadn’t waned. If anything, it was even stronger…which was a problem.