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As I stood in front of him, I could no longer ignore the fact that something drew me to him. Sliding my hand around to the back of his head, I guided him toward me, pulling his face to mine. I paused when only a hairsbreadth stood between us. Drunk on the scent of him, I still let the moment settle in, giving him every opportunity to turn me away. To stop this.
Pan’s eyes flashed, showing something I thought I’d only ever imagined when he looked at me. Hunger.
He inhaled abruptly when our lips met, and a jolt of energy passed between us. I pressed against him, feeling a familiar ache between my legs, wanting so badly to take whatever this was a step further. My animal called to him, begging to be filled. She wanted his lingering gaze and unrestrained passion. His rough hands and gentle caresses.
My fingers threaded through his hair as I opened my mouth to him, my other hand resting against the planes of his chest. His cock swelled in the water, pressing into my belly.
He kissed me hungrily, sucking my bottom lip and scraping it with his teeth as he pulled away before covering my mouth with his once more.
I craved him, and I knew if I didn’t pull away, I wouldn’t stop. He’d said no—and I wouldn’t cloud his judgment.
I broke the kiss, sliding my arms between us to create space. The moment I did, my body screamed and yearned to be close to his again. Shaking my head and wiping off my lips with a wet hand, I knew I needed to explain myself. “You, um, you didn’t want this to happen, and I said it wouldn’t. I don’t know what came over me.” I couldn’t find it in myself to say I was sorry. I wasn’t sure it was true. Not if I wanted so badly to turn around and start it all over again. So I went with truth. “I didn’t mean to be a cock tease. Honest. That’s not my style, and I’m sorry for that. Truly.”
I ran my fingers through my hair, unable to read the expression on his face. Guilt? Anger? Desire? I had no idea. I took some steps around him as I walked to the shoreline.
Halfway there, a hard body pressed against my back, molding to fit me. My breath stuttered in my chest as his cock pressed into the cleft of my ass. Rough fingers grasped my hip bone, squeezing hard enough to leave marks. His other hand wound itself around my hair. Air hissed between my teeth as he pulled it to one side sharply, forcing my head with it.
Heat burned in my core.
“Pan . . .”
Lips slid up the column of my throat to the hollow of my ear. My breathing turned erratic as the flat edge of his teeth nipped my earlobe.
Pleasure shot from his bite straight down my body. I pressed my thighs together. The slickness running down them had nothing to do with the water.
“I’m not known for my self-control,” I breathed. “If you turn me on then leave me hanging, Iwillfinish the job myself, even if you’re in this cave when I do it.”
“I . . .” His gruff voice trailed as my back arched, pressing my ass into him. “I won’t fuck you.”
Ice water doused my veins, followed by a different kind of fire.
I pulled away from him—or tried to. The hand in my hair tightened, yanking me back to his chest.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I snapped.
“So much,” he breathed against my neck. He cursed in that language that I should not know but somehow did. “I can’t fuck you. Not when . . .”
I craned my neck as far as I could to look at the man who held me in his arms. “Spit it out or let me go. You turned me down, and I said I don’t know what came over me. You had the go-ahead, but you don’t want it. Fine. But acting like this when Iwantyou and you know it. That’s just cruel.”
Pan sighed. “I can’t,” I started to shake my head in disbelief, and he pulled my hair taut again. Forcing me back against his chest. “But if I let you go right now without feeling your sweet cunt come on my fingers, I know I’ll regret it and I already live with too many regrets.”
I stilled in my fight, far too agreeable for how cagey that answer was. “So what? I’m good enough to finger bang but not actually fuck? This after you acted like I had some sort of disease when I gave you the greenlight?”
“That’s not it.”
“Bullshit.”
He growled, the sound rumbling through his chest where it pressed into my skin. “It’s not a question of want, Adora.” His cock thrust against my ass. Hard. Heavy. “I can’t fuck you because I would impregnate you whether I wanted to or not. I’m the god of Arcadia itself. The land lives because I live. You’re a shifter in my domain, where I’m most fertile. The pullout method won’t work. Neither would human contraceptives.”
Understanding grounded me to the spot.
“Oh.”
“Now do you see?”
“Yep, and thanks for not doing that. This is a no-god-spawn-factory.”
His nose ran up my neck as he laughed lightly. “No-god-spawn-factory?”
