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The taste of his lips intoxicates me, and the rhythm of our tongues dancing together makes heat rush to my core. My body rubs against him, almost grinding against his erection. He makes a choking sound against my lips, and his hands move up my neck where his fingers tangle into my hair.
There's an urgency to the kiss, a rush of movement, of ragged breaths, and choked moans. His teeth tug at my bottom lip. I gasp, digging my nails into his back, riding him, cursing the clothes that separate us. Wanting more.
He grabs the back of my neck roughly and pulls my head back. “MyCassia,” he pants.
I stare into his eyes, wild with passion. He seems to be waiting for something, but I don’t know what.Fuck. What do you want Forrest?
We pant and stare at each other.
“I’m yours,” he says, but it’s more than words. It’s a declaration. One I get the sense he wants me to echo.
I blink hard, and whatever spell we were under breaks.
I pull back, untangling our bodies, until I’m standing in front of him. Feeling awkward and unsure. I touch my lips; they still tingle from his touch.
What the hell just happened?One minute… we were talking, or arguing, and the next, I couldn’t resist him. It was almost out of my control, and I don’t like that one bit.
“You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met.” He tells me, fire blazing in his eyes. His desire to finish what we’d started is evident in his gaze and his tented pants, but he doesn’t reach for me.
My legs feel shaky, so I sit down beside him. Take a breath. And try to sound normal. “Oh? How so?”
“You say what you want.” His gaze softens.
“No one else around you does that?”
“They all say what they think I want to hear. I know they’re bullshitting me. Women who don’t know me at all throw themselves at me, telling me how kind and wonderful I am.” He faces me on the bed, a pained look on his face.
“You’re not kind or wonderful?” I ask with raised eyebrows.
He doesn’t reply, and that’s all the answer I need. I chuckle. “You’ll get nothing but the truth from me.”
“Why don’t you want to marry us?” He asks, plainly.
His genuine question takes me by surprise, so I strive to give an honest answer without revealing my secrets. “It’s not the life I want. The life I want just involves my father, my grandmother, and me. Enough food to eat. A solid roof over our heads. Just a good, simple life. I don’t want to be pulled into a complicated world. I don’t want to be shared by four fae princes. It’s just too much.” There. This man has finally gotten a vulnerable answer out of me.
He gives a small smile. “You’ve got no choice. Besides, we’ll take good care of you.” He almost purrs the last part.
It enrages me. Prince Sulien said nearly the same thing.How is it that I don’t get any choice in this arrangement? Fuck that.
“I have a choice.”
The bastard laughs. “No, you don’t. The magic picked us. We’re mates. From this moment on, we’re together.”
I rise and hurry from the room, and his face is plastered with confusion. He calls my name, but I ignore him. Instead, I rush out of the room and head outside, away from him, and away from the problems I’ve created.Damn it. I can’t believe I let my guard down with him.
That’s a mistake I won’t make again.
FIFTEEN
Forrest
I sit in Cassia’s room for a full minute after she leaves before I teleport back to my room at the castle, feeling frustrated and confused as hell.What the fuck did I do wrong?I keep running through everything that happened, and feel like I should be happy, but I’m not. We connected. She showed that she was attracted to me. More than showed it, if I hadn’t had some primal fucked up need to have her admit my claim to her, I’d probably be buried inside her right now.
She. Wanted. Me.Despite her painful words, she showed me that she felt the mate connection between us, and it was a moment of triumph.Yet the look she gave me when she walked away was one of fury and disgust.
Why?“Damnit!”
I punch my fist into the bed as a growl escapes my lips. Women are confusing. Women, I never understand. They’re perfectly happy to dangle off my arm and soak up the power given to them as my woman, or fuck me, but their presence has always left me feeling empty and confused. I never seem to say or do the right things. I can sense they don’t want to be around me, no matter that I’m the Prince to the Fall Fae, but I’m clueless as to why.
