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After a moment, he drew back. “I wish I could take you away right now.”
“Me, too.”
He glanced at the house, all lit up inside with a couple dozen candles. “I suppose it would be rude.”
She chuckled. “That, and they’d all know what we meant to do. I’m sorry, Malik, but that would be too embarrassing.”
He laughed with her as he turned her to walk down the path. But he had to take it slow so that his cock could ease back.
When he finally crossed the threshold, they were each pulled away in different directions, being introduced to more of the colony’s leadership. But Malik always knew where she was. Now that they’d agreed on what would happen next, his body had zeroed in on her.
He caught her eye often, and when they sat beside one another at dinner, he kept his hand on her knee and more than once she told him telepathically how arousing it was for her to have his hand there.
Finally, the time came when they could politely leave, the Fae Guild members with them.
Willow guided them all out through the vines and bid the Fae goodnight. Alexandra once more yelled at him about needing to bond with Willow. He responded by kissing the woman on the cheek. The truth was, he didn’t know what to do; it all felt way too soon for that kind of commitment.
She grunted. “Be smart, warrior.”
When all five fae disappeared into the woods, Malik gathered Willow up in his arms and flew her in the direction of her sacred pool.
Arriving at the waterfall, he touched down on the granite slab at the opposite end and set her on her feet. “I can feel your power all around here. And something more, something that I’ve felt in the wraith colony.”
She glanced down at her feet. “I know what you mean. I think the heart of the Nine Realms lives here as well.” She turned in a circle, waving her arms to encompass the surrounding dense forest, the moss at the base of the north-facing trees, the ferns, the fifteen foot waterfall that spanned at least ten feet off a sheer drop of granite. “This was my secret place until you showed up. I often feel as though I’m reborn here.”
“I get that. I really do.”
He slipped out of his Guard coat and shirt then found a flat rock to sit on to start working off his snug, thigh boots.
She watched him for a moment, then moved to kneel in front of him on the surrounding grass. She took his boot at the heel and eased the leather off his foot. She helped with the second boot and all he could think was that this one act defined Willow; she was always willing to help.
Standing up, he stripped out of his leathers, revealing his half-aroused state. The entire world seemed to grow quiet as he stood before her completely naked.
She slid her hands over his pecs, then moved slowly around his waist to cup his buttocks. He was breathing hard when she drifted her hands forward to his lower abdomen and took him gently in hand, stroking him. “You have a beautiful cock, Malik.”
His chest swelled at the compliment. “All for you.”
She nodded and stepped away from him, tugging her tank off. The sight of her breasts mounded because of her bra almost set his feet in motion, his fingers itching to touch her. But he held back, because he sensed she wanted him just to watch right now. Reaching behind, she unhooked her bra and freed her breasts.
His mouth watered and his tongue rimmed his lips. After all that had happened, he needed this, needed to be with her, to take a breath and sink into the simple pleasure of sex.
She slipped off her shoes and socks then slowly peeled her jeans and her thong down her body. By the time she’d set her clothes aside, Malik could hardly breathe. Whatever a man’s naked body did for a woman, he couldn’t imagine it was more than what he felt right now.
Willow had a beautiful figure, her hips swelling in just the right way, her ass firm, her breasts large and round. He longed to bury his face between them. Yet still he waited, wanting Willow to have her pleasure, to have this moment unfold in a way that would please her.
This was her land, a place that strengthened her.
And he was right, because when she approached him, she took his hand. “Come swim with me. I want you to feel what this water is like. I think it will surprise you.”
She drew him to the end of the granite slab. He felt oddly lightheaded as she directed him to stand with his back to the water just on the edge of the stone.
“Don’t worry, Malik, the water is very deep here. Just fall with me.”
Just fall with her. Did that have another meaning as well?
He had hold of her hand as he stared up into the starry night sky. A breeze whipped the tree-canopy around so that a feeling of the wild ran through him. His blood stirred.
Standing beside him, also facing away from the water, she took hold of his hand. “Just fall on three. One … two … three …”
