Page 67 of Captured By the Fae


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Ren was awake and pacing in his room when we arrived. When he saw me, he looked at Dex.

“Thank you,” he said with gratitude in his voice.

Dex nodded curtly and barked an order to his warriors, who left.

I was alone with Ren.

He came to me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tightly against him.

“I’m so glad you’re okay. I can’t believe he was in your room.”

“What was he after?” I asked.

“He wanted to kill you,” Ren said, and his voice trembled. “I don’t know what I would have done.”

I tried to figure out how that was possible. How could he be after me? He’d tried to kill the King. That was what he was in Jasfin for. Wasn’t it?

Ren planted kisses all over my face.

“I don’t know what I would have done if he’d hurt you. After what he did to me…”

He’d never talked to me about what had happened. I wanted to know, but I didn’t want to think about it tonight. I was exhausted after what had occurred.

“Come,” Ren said, leading me to his bed.

He pulled me onto the mattress with him and curled me tightly against him. He stroked my hair. He wanted me near him to keep me safe. He was doting on me. He was caring for me. He was relieved I was still okay.

I didn’t know why that made me feel so much better. Knowing that Ren cared as much as he did made me feel refreshed. I would be there for him, like I’d promised when he’d been so close to death. I would be there for him, no matter what, because I cared about him in a way I’d never cared about anyone.

But if he felt that way about me, too—if he returned my affection—it changed everything. It made what I felt for him feel like less of a burden.

“I don’t know what’s happening between us,” I whispered when Ren showered me with kisses again.

“I don’t know, either,” he admitted. “All I know is that I need to keep you close to me. When I heard he was here, that he’d made his way into the palace, into yourroom…” The fear in his eyes told me more than Ren could with words.

I was the one to kiss him. I swallowed his words, the rest of what he wanted to say. No more fear. No more worry. No more panic. We were both okay. We were alive and well.

And we were together.

Ren stopped trying to explain to me what he felt, and he kissed me back. The kiss was urgent, and I poured everything I felt for him into it. With our lips locked, I felt what I wanted to feel for Ren without guilt.

His large hands roamed my body, and despite my new strength and sculpted body, he made me feel feminine and delicate. He gyrated his hips against mine, grinding against my hipbone, and I felt his erection. He wanted me.

And I wanted him. Iachedfor him. I wanted him to fill me up. I wanted him to take every inch of me, and I wanted to do the same with him, so that we could be closer than we already were.

Ren kissed a line down my neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. His hands found their way under the t-shirt I slept in, and they were hot on my skin, branding me. I gasped when he pushed my shirt up and cried out when he sucked my left nipple into his mouth.

Ren worshiped my body, kissing and licking and sucking, alternating between my breasts. He made me feel like I was a goddess, beautiful, ethereal, and when I was with him, I felt like I could be his equal.

When he moved down my body, I pulled my large t-shirt over my head, and I was naked, save for my socks. Ren kissed his way down my body, but this time, I wanted to be the one to please him.

I put my hand on his cheek and gently led him to come back up to my mouth so that I could kiss him. With our lips locked, I pulled up his shirt and traced the individual muscle groups of his perfectly muscular torso. His muscles rippled under his skin when he moved, his large arms wrapping around me.

I groaned and kissed his light skin, moving down his body. He was incredibly well built, chiseled by the angels themselves and sent back here.

I reached the waistband of his pants and slowly peeled it over his hips. His cock sprung free, hard and ready, and I marveled at it for a moment. His size was impressive, silky-smooth skin stretching over his thick shaft, silk over steel.

When I wrapped my fingers around him, he hissed through his teeth. I started pumping my hand up and down, and he groaned, pushing his hands into my hair. He held on tight, and I pumped my hand faster and faster.

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