Page 93 of Empress of Fae


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We stepped towards each other, two souls with one thought.

“Pretend.” My voice was thick and muffled as I pressed my face against her hair, breathing in her scent. “Pretend this is our home.”

I felt her nod against me.

I leaned down to kiss her lips lightly, then again, less lightly.

Everything went very quickly from there. Fabric slid from her shoulders, falling to the floor in a puddle of red. Morgan's fingers fumbled with my trousers while I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it across the room.

And then there was nothing between us.

I looked down at her, drinking in her curves, silently worshiping her body with my every breath.

It was easy to tell how badly I wanted her, and I knew it. Her eyes had gone wider as I'd shucked off my trousers. Now her fingers played with the curling hairs on my chest as she stepped towards me.

“You're so damned beautiful,” I breathed. “I've missed you so much.”

She looked up at me, her gold and green eyes wide and open. “No more secrets. No more lies. Just us, like this, together. Truly mates.”

“Always.” I gently touched the shining strands of her hair . “All or nothing. In dreams as in life.”

“In dreams as in life," she whispered back with understanding. There was wonderment in her eyes, as if she were finally starting to grasp just how incredible it all was. Us, here, together. Inside of a dream.

“Anything can happen,” I teased. “Anything at all. It’s your dream. What do you want?”

“You. I just want you.” She bit her lip in a way I found enchanting... and that filled me with need. “The sooner the better.”

I brushed my mouth against hers. “Beds are all well and good. But have you ever tried a wall?”

She took a small step back, and I glanced down at her naked body, my eyes trailing over full, beautiful breasts, the planes of her stomach, the swells of her curving hips, and then down, down, down to bare thighs and perfectly formed calves.

She took another step back, then another.

Until her back was against the wall.

Slowly, she pushed her hips out towards me.

“A wall like this, you mean?”

I let out a sound halfway between a groan and a growl, then prowled towards her.

One moment, I was on my knees. In the next, my hands were on her hips. In the third, my mouth was worshiping her body. Covering her stomach and hips with kisses before finally pushing her thighs apart and setting my mouth overtop the sweet, wet heat between them. Laying claim to what I had very, very much missed.

She made a soft whimpering sound that I took as a good sign, then leaned back against the wall, her hips relaxing against my mouth.

Her hands were in my hair, pulling the short ponytail loose and running her fingers through it. I closed my eyes for a moment, the sensation of her fingers caressing my scalp exquisite.

It had been too long. This time without her. Time without her touch, the scent of her skin, the feel of her body beneath my mouth.

Too long since I had given her pleasure, heard her soft sighs of contentment—and her louder cries as she shattered beneath me.

I ran my tongue over her, tasting her salty dampness. Wet. She was so wet for me.

I dipped down, delving into her, rubbing her clit with my tongue. Her thighs tightened between my grasp. Above me, she let out a gasp, her head falling back against the wall. I felt her thighs tightening against me and pressed my palm firmly against her hips.

Her eyes were on me. Watching me as I worked to make her come. Good. There was something incredibly arousing about knowing she was watching, knowing she was unable to look away.

I moved a hand, sliding two fingers inside her. The movement startled her, and she arched against me as I filled her, sliding long fingers in and out with excruciating slowness as I circled her clit with my tongue.

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