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“Come on now,” I said, stepping away from her to take the horses’ reins. “Let’s walk and see where this forest takes us.”
We walked on in silence, listening to the birds sing from the branches of the towering birch trees. The gentle summer’s breeze tugged on the vibrant leaves, and the soft forest floor muffled our steps and the heavy footfalls of the horses.
The trees thinned, and we found ourselves in a sunbathed clearing. A stream bubbled over smooth, shiny rocks, surrounded by mossy banks. Elara gasped happily and smiled up at me.
“Well this is rather pretty, isn’t it?” She asked.
I chuckled as I began to tie the horses to a tree. “Yes it is.” By the time I turned around, Elara had already set about removing her clothes. “And what are you doing, princess?”
She raised her eyebrows, but the curl of her lips betrayed her feigned innocence. “I wanted to put my feet in the water.” She was down to nothing but her camisole, and she stretched her arms over her head, watching me carefully as I saw she was completely naked from the waist down. “It’s so hot today.” She began to back away towards the water as her eyes met mine. She shrieked as I darted towards her, her hair coming loose as she bolted for the stream.
She was faster than me, splashing through the shallows well before I reached the water’s edge. She turned and grinned at me triumphantly.
“Beat you.”
I began to strip off my own clothes, throwing them down on the mossy bank. “Just you wait.”
“Are you going to punish me now?” Her tone was full of teasing and challenge. Her eyes took me in as I stood on the bank naked.
“Oh you know it.” I stormed into the water, seizing her in my arms. She laughed as I picked her up, her legs locking around my waist. I pulled the pin from her hair, so it tumbled down her back. She was smiling so widely, she looked so carefree in that moment. My throat constricted, and I pulled her close, so her forehead was against mine. “You’re so beautiful.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck. “So are you,” she murmured in my ear. “I’ve been wet all morning, just thinking about being out here with you today.”
I laughed out loud. “Ah, my sweet innocent little Fae, so it wasn’t just a ride you were wanting then?”
“Oh no, I did.” She nibbled on my earlobe. “I just wanted to ride you somewhere I could comfortably scream your name.”
I was instantly hard at her words. Fucking gods, what she did to me. I carried her to the mossy bank kneeling down with her on top of me. She wriggled and squirmed as she kissed me, her hips bucking against me.
“In a hurry?” I asked against her mouth.
Her legs squeezed around my waist. “I want to feel you.”
“Oh and you shall, all of me, princess.” I lay her down on her back, taking her in, memorizing the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts, the angles of her collarbones as my lips traced over them. Her legs fell open for me, and she shivered and moaned as my mouth roved over her.. The sun had heated her skin, intensifying the scent of roses and rainwater that she always carried with her.
I kneeled between her thighs, her delicious cunt glistening in the sun, dripping with arousal. Just for me. All of her, just for me. I couldn’t decide whether to plunge my tongue or my cock into her first. I fisted myself, teasing her entrance with just my tip, groaning at just how good she felt, slick and hot.
She rolled her hips, trying to guide me inside her, but I held her down, rubbing myself up and down, driving us higher and higher until we were both panting with need and anticipation.
“Rook.” Her voice was almost gravelly with desire. “Please.”
“I want you to touch yourself,” I told her, and her eyes flew open with surprise.
“Wh-what?”
I guided her hand down between her legs. “I want you to touch yourself.”
“But why?”
I leaned over her, resting on my forearm. “You touch yourself thinking of me at night, don’t you?” I traced my lips along her jawline, and she sighed. “I know you do, I feel it. I feel you make yourself come thinking of me. And I want to see it. I want to see you stroke that wet cunt of yours for me.”
She let out a soft moan, and as I rose back to my knees, she began to move her hand, two fingers moving over her clit in slow circles. She looked down at my cock, which my hand was still firmly curled around.
“You too.” Her eyes met mine. “I want to see you too.”
“What do you want to see?” I asked her.
“I want to see you touch yourself,” she said, gasping. “But don’t come. I want that.”
