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“Yes.” A pause. “Let’s just say partying has been the last thing on my mind when our court has a killer in it. And I grew up with these people.”
He couldn’t erase the bitterness from his tone, but he did try to lighten it. A hand tentatively rested on his back, then cruised upward to the back of his neck. Her fingers dug and started a gentle massage, one that removed all ruminations of his court and redirected his attention to her action. He closed his eyes at how good it felt, then bit back a moan when a particularly hard dig had the rest of his body charging with electricity. His breathing turned heavy when those skillful fingers skimmed up his hair and threaded through it.
“What are you doing?” he asked after a while.
“Taking the tension away from you.”
Cool, faint energy—her magic—glissaded from her hands and fought with the heat of his body. The push-and-pull had pleasure spreading in his senses and his insides trembling from it.
“Em?”
“What?”
“If you keep this up, you might have a problem on your hands.”
“What?”
He couldn’t continue speaking when he was so turned on, it was starting to consume him. He fisted his hands on her sides at another hard dig, then couldn’t keep the curse from spilling out. She paused. When she was about to massage again, he flattened his hips against hers and ground once, letting her feel the erection that had hardened there.
“That problem,” he murmured, huskiness coating his voice.
Awareness bloomed on Emerald’s face as she gasped, then stilled once more.
“Oh.Oh,” she murmured back, her hand hastily dropping away. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m a horny bastard. I’m the one who should be sorry.”
“Oh.”
“So, none of this is your fault. Your massage is wonderful, but it’s…not a good idea.”
“Right. You’re right. Not a good idea.” But she still didn’t push him away, as if she trusted him not to do anything about his body’s response to her. Instead, her hands went to his shoulders. “Do you need…?”
Her. Her body against his, just like this. “Warmth?”
“Yeah.”
“Not a good idea, either.”
“Oh.” Her fingers squeezed his shoulders. “Then perhaps you should…”
“Get off,” he said, then realized his mistake when a small sound came from her throat. “I meant I should get off of you.”
“Right. I know what you meant.”
When he also didn’t move, she started moving, urging him to start disentangling from her. But their hips splayed together rocked her directly to him until desire blurred his vision. In the blink of an eye, he was rolling away before he could rock back against her, an action that would have guaranteed they would be rocking back and forth against each other despite all the reasons why it wasn’t a good idea.
The bubble drooped but supported the additional weight. Their shoulders and arms brushed, tingling, but maybe that was just him. He didn’t bother hiding the bulge straining against his pants, knowing it would be more torturous if his hand did touch it. Instead, he watched out of the corner of his eye as Emerald stubbornly kept her gaze on the sky until all traces of her vulnerability were gone.
“Better?” she asked after a while.
“Better,” he said, ignoring his body’s protest. Instead, he fisted his itching fingers on his stomach, where he willed them to remain. With any other woman, seduction would have been underway now and their bodies would be writhing, but Emerald…
Dangerous.She was dangerous for his mind, his senses. She was a distraction he didn’t need, and he knew she reciprocated the sentiment.
“Safe. Sleep while safe.”
The voice was faint and came from somewhere below. They turned their heads to peek until they spotted the pixie sitting on a lower branch, content where he was.
