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She said nothing, and once the bowl was full, she crossed to me, spit in it, and placed it on the table in front of me.
I could feel her eyes on me as I stared at it, quiet and still, before swiping it off the table and reaching for my creature’s wrist. I stood and pulled her to me, trapping her against the table. As I settled my hips against hers, she gasped. I twined my fingers into her hair and pulled her head back.
“Not a choice?” I whispered as I trailed my lips over her taut neck. “Are you certain, creature?”
Her hands tightened in my shirt.
I reached for the closest bottle of wine, uncorked it, took a drink, and kissed her with the liquid in my mouth, feeding it to her as I tasted her. It spilled from our mouths as our lips and tongues moved desperately together.
She did not push me away, so I guided her onto the edge of the table, and when her thighs parted around me, I pulled away.
“Do you want this?” I asked.
“What is this?” she asked.
I smirked and spoke, my lips hovering over hers. “My mouth. My tongue. My fingers.Me.”
She stared at me, and when she did not answer, I began to pull away, but her hands fisted in my shirt, halting me.
“No,” she said.
“No?” I asked.
“I mean yes,” she said, breathless. “Yes. I want this.”
I had never felt such relief, and I kissed her for it before pulling back again to look at her.
“Fucking beautiful,” I said, appreciating how she was spread before me, legs parted, her breasts heavy, her eyes hooded. “I will show you what it would be like if you were to stay with me forever. The pleasure I will give you. The care I will take. You will beg for it. You will love it.”
You will love me, I thought. I hoped.
I took the wine, and she gasped as I poured it over her body. Trails of deep red beaded down her skin, over her breasts and down her stomach, pooling in her navel and over the dark curls between her thighs. When I was finished, I bent and licked the bittersweet liquid from her. I started with her pillowy breasts, taking each into my mouth and sucking her nipples into harder peaks. Her back arched, her body curving toward mine, and her fingers glided through my hair, nails scraping my scalp.
I moved down her stomach, kissing and letting my tongue swirl and taste, sucking parts of her skin into my mouth until her breath caught. I had no motive save her pleasure, knowing she had chosen this without the influence of a fairy.
Tomorrow, she could not run from this.
I came to her hips and kissed each before letting my lips feather across her thighs. Her breaths were short and shallow, and she squirmed beneath me. I let my tongue touch her heat and she groaned, offering a keen whimper as I pulled away. I met her gaze as she reached for me, guiding my head between her legs.
“Touch me. Casamir,please.”
“Remember that you begged,” I said, and then I let myself have her. I licked her slowly. I licked every fold. She tasted so good, she tasted so sweet, and I buried my face in her, chasing her as she wiggled beneath me. I moved to her clit, which was swollen and full, heated against my tongue. I licked it and sucked it, and as I touched her there, I let my fingers slide inside her.
She gave a guttural cry and lifted off the table. I pressed my hand down on her stomach to keep her in place, looking up from my place between her thighs, watching as her head rolled back against the table, her hands squeezing her breasts.
Fuck me. She was glorious.
My lust was so acute, my cock hard to the point of aching. I wanted to be inside her again, I wanted to feel her come around me, but I would settle for this tonight. If she wanted more, she would have to come to me.
My creature’s heels dug into my shoulders, her knees fell open, and she moved against my mouth, grinding harder, writhing. When she came, it was decadent and delicious, and I kept my mouth against her until she went slack. Then I climbed up her body and kissed her, my tongue stroking hers until I could no longer taste her.
Her hands tangled in my hair and dug into my scalp. Her legs wrapped around my waist, sealing our bodies together, and then she tore her mouth from mine.
“I need you inside me,” she said.
“Do you need me?” I asked, breathless. “Or do you want me?”
“Does it matter?” she asked. “I have asked. I have begged.”
