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His tongue grazed my throat, before he moved down to the top of my breasts. He kissed and licked his way across, and back again.

His hands ghosted over my breast and stopped at the neckline of my blouse. He looked up at me before peeling down the fabric to reveal my breasts. My nipples were already rock hard peaks, aching for his touch.

He didn't disappoint. He kissed and licked his way down to them before taking one of my nipples between his lips and sucking gently.

I groaned softly. "That feels so good." Better than good.

"You taste so good." He moved over to the other nipple, while at the same time untying the laces at the front of my blouse and pulling fabric away from my body. "I want to…"

How adorable that he was so confident about some things but shy about others. He'd clearly had sex before, potentially a lot. I liked that he wasn't brash about it. It was refreshing.

I was tempted to tease him, but I just said, "I want to too. I want you to fuck me."

He smiled. "Whatever the lady wants."

He pulled off his shirt.

I stared. I'd suspected he was muscular, but hadn't guessed the extent. He looked like he was carved out of stone. Like an artist chiselled definition across his chest and flat stomach. He wasn't big, but every centimetre was masculine perfection.

"You're beautiful," I told him.

He grinned. "No, you are." He gripped the top of my pants and slid them down my legs. He folded them neatly and put them aside in a corner of the bed. He did the same with my panties, then sat up to run his eyes over my bare body.

"You look like the gods made you," he said breathlessly.

He moved down further and gently opened my legs with his hands. "Perfection."

He brushed over my pussy with the back of his hand, just lightly at first. He glanced at me, before lowering his face between my thighs and teasing my pussy with his tongue and lips.

I quivered with growing desire. I grabbed fistfuls of the bedcovers in both hands, and looked towards the canopy while his tongue found my clit.

He licked me slowly, tracing circles and lines like a pattern around my clit and entrance. He slid one long, elegant finger inside me, then another. He stroked me like I was some kind of musical instrument and he was playing a song on my body. He was as skilled as any bard I ever heard.

I rocked against him with increasing speed. The pressure built until it became unbearable. I arched my back and cried out as the pressure broke through my entire body. It shattered me into a million pieces, each more blissful than the last.

It lasted for at least a minute before I came back down to the mattress, panting and sighing, purring in the back of my throat.

He kissed my pussy and down my thighs to my knees before he lifted his face and smiled at me. His mouth and chin were glistening with my slick.

"You can sing. The most beautiful song of all." He shed his pants and came to lie beside me.

My eyes widened at the size of his erect cock. "My gods," I whispered.

His smile evaporated and he glanced down, looking worried. "I know I'm not big, but…"

"You are big," I told him. If he was small, then how big was average for a Fae man? If they were bigger than him, then stepping through the portal might have been the best decision I ever made.

"Really?" he asked shyly.

"Really." I kissed his mouth, tasting my slick on his lips. "I can't wait to have you inside me."

To punctuate my words, I rolled him over onto his back and straddled his hips. Trying to cover the hint of nerves, I smiled and slowly, slowly, slowly lowered myself onto his cock. I had to stop every few moments to let my muscles get used to him, but I slid my wet pussy all the way down until he was deep inside me. All the way to his balls.

"You feel incredible," he said. "So… I don't know, tight. Like you were made exactly to fit me."

"You feel incredible yourself," I said. I'd never felt so full.

His hands resting lightly on my hips, I started to rise and fall carefully, but deliberately and evenly.

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