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Pan stilled. “Keep those teeth sheathed or I’ll give you something to chew on.”

He could feel that?

Damn. He really was one with the planet.

Little did he know, I’d like that.

As if reading my thoughts, Pan looked up, his eyes filled with lust. “Darling, when I’m done here, you won’t be able to keep your head up—let alone suck my cock.”

Then he sucked my clit into his mouth and shoved two blunt fingers in me at the same time.

I came apart. Black touched the corners of my vision, eating it up. My world narrowed to one singular thing.

Pan.

His tongue did something to me that made my entire body seize. Darkness took me as I orgasmed harder than I ever had before.

I was so fucked.

Chapter9

Pan

I spentmost of the day watching her sleep, thinking about what had happened between us.

I’d been wrong about her. Again. Something in me snapped the moment I realized her motives were organic. The kiss was just that. A kiss. And gods, her lips felt good. She tasted different this time. Hungry. Experienced. Raw. New. A multitude of words came to mind as her taste lingered on my tongue.

Who was this fascinating and beautiful creature?

I couldn’t stop myself after that. I ate her pussy half a dozen times, to the point that she was crying from overstimulation before I finally let her down and put her to sleep. I retreated back to the pools to take care of myself after that, but it wasn’t enough. I was hard the second I stepped back into her vicinity.

So like the inexperienced and overzealous young shifter she made me feel like— instead of the immortal being I was—I did it again and again until nothing more came out of me. I imagined my cock was between her parted lips instead of my fist, and I finally found some semblance of sanity.

I wasn’t sated. Not even close, but it would have to do.

I wanted more of her. More time to know this version of her. But I knew what was at stake.

Arcadia in its entirety.

Still. It didn’t make my heart’s desires any less.

For over a hundred years I’d convinced myself I’d never trust her again. Never love her again. Now? I feared losing her, not to death, but to herself. All the emotions of the past came flooding back, but this time, it broke through my armor in a way I couldn’t understand.

“You’re watching me again,” she whispered before cracking an eye open. “Creep.”

I suppressed a laugh and instead smiled. “Maybe I am.”

She’d slept naked, which did little for my raging hard on. I’d watched the rise and fall of her chest, the pebbling of her nipples as she turned and the cool stone sent goosebumps over her warm skin, and the flutter of her eyelids as she dreamed.

I wanted little more than to be sheathed in her tight heat and see if she felt the same as before, or if that was new too. I couldn’t bring myself to; not when she wasn’t aware of who she was. Whatwehad been.

I’d fed her half-truths that I knew would lessen the sting of me not fucking her.

She rolled over, her ombre blue hair spilling over her breasts before she sat up. As she glanced outside the cave, she saw the haze of the moonlight illuminating the entrance. “I overslept. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You needed more rest,” I answered, pointing to her body. “Your wounds are all healed now.”

She inspected her body, noticing how every scratch and cut was gone, with fresh pink skin where the deepest gouges had been. She hummed in surprise. “Guess my bloodisfrom this realm if my body is reacting this way. I never heal this fast at home.”

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