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Fated mate.My skin crawled when he kissed me, and fresh tears burned in my eyes. Something was wrong.
It was as though I’d turned my back for a moment, and when I returned, someone had stolen everything I owned.. including my memories.
I waited for the ache inside to ease, for his forceful hands to pull away from my body, but they never did and a tear slid out the corner of an eye. The tightness around my chest squeezed, and when he finally broke our kiss, he frowned.
“Why are you crying, little moon?” He wiped the tear away with his thumb.
“I don’t know. I feel so lost, so scared. I must have slept terribly.” I paused, my heart beating crazily. “If you don’t mind, I just want to crawl back into bed and see if I can sleep some more. I can’t believe I had a hallucination like that.”
“Of course.” The corners of his mouth pulled taut, but he just stared at me, and I wished I could read his mind and discover what he was really thinking.
He slipped his hand into mine, our fingers interlacing and he walked me back to our bedroom. “I’ll let you rest, and tonight, we’ll go somewhere. Maybe being locked up in the house isn’t good for you.”
“Yes, I think I’d like that.”
He pushed open the door to the bedroom and kissed my forehead before his hand slipped from mine. I stepped into the room, but not before I glanced back at him as he strolled away.
He glanced back at the same moment, and maybe it was the shadow falling over his face, but I could have sworn that for a second, his face soured, his lips thinned…and he was wearing an eye patch.
I blinked and he was back to normal, only stoking my fears that I was going insane.
I shook my head and hurried into the room, shutting the door behind me. The Fae Queen had broken me. That had to be it. Throwing myself back into bed, I didn’t even bother to get changed or remove my clothes, I just wanted to hide away from the world that felt wrong.
Tugging the sheet up and over me, I curled in on myself and shut my eyes, calling for sleep to carry me away on its wings…as far as possible from this place.
We’d decided to attend a packed bar, the music thumping, lights dim. It could easily be mistaken for a nightclub with all the people around us on the dance floor. I’d insisted on dancing, much to his protest, and what started with something awkward as we joined the masses, morphed into me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist, our hips gyrating together.
“This is my kind of dancing, sweetheart,” he purred in my ear, his hands across my back. “But I’d prefer if we had no clothes on.”
I laughed at the gorgeous blond god I was wrapped around. “In front of everyone?”
A beautiful grin spread across the gorgeous man’s face, and something sinful sparked behind his hazel eyes. “That wasn’t a no. I can work with that.”
Before I knew it, he was walking us off the dance floor, pushing through the crowds, the dim lights throwing shadows over everyone.
“You’re not telling me to stop,” he said loud enough for me to hear him over the high-beat song that just started.
“Who said I wanted you to?” I teased, before kissing his neck, my insides filled with butterflies beating their wings. The attraction I had for him was constant. My panties were drenched from our dance alone, and when I looked into his gaze, I knew I was just as obsessed as he was…maybe I was even in love. I felt the sensation curling around my heart. I craved him with everything in me.
I left kisses all over his neck, unable to get enough of his masculine, woodsy scent. I loved his smell to the point of addiction.
When he gently pressed my back against the wall, I lifted my gaze to find we were in a dark corner of the bar with no one around us, and even if they did look…they wouldn’t see much.
“Look at how sexy you are,” he purred once more against my lips before kissing me in a way that had me soaking my panties. I moaned as his tongue swept past my lips, and I drew him in, sucking on him, making moaning sounds. I imagined myself with his cock in my mouth.
His hand was sliding down my body, skipping under my skirt and he pulled at my thong. When he gave it another tug, he ripped it right off. He broke our kiss and lifted the panties to his nose, where he inhaled deeply.
“Fuck, I love the way you smell. I’m fucking hard as a rock. I always am around you.” He tucked my panties into his back pocket.
His hand was on my breast, squeezing and pinching my nipple. I groaned, my chest sticking out because I needed more. He never broke our stare. I wanted to imprint him on my soul, to never forget him because he was perfect, my everything.
Both of us were breathing heavily as he undid his belt and tugged open his pants.
“I’ve been dying to slide into you,” he growled, then kissed me once more.
His cock pressed against my slick entrance.
Shuddering in his arms with need, he pressed in, spreading me wide. I moaned, pushing against him, our mouths and tongues tangled. He slid in deeper, growling in his throat, and I whined because he was huge. And he knew it. He took his time at first, working his way into me, sending me reeling into arousal.
