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Instead, his hungry mouth slanted across mine. My brain spun out of control, and with a moan, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, holding tight.
Was he lulling me? I’d heard elves could do that, lull someone and make them do things they never would on their own.
Despite my spinning brain, I felt in full control of my senses, which meant my emotions were generated solely by Tylik’ kiss.
If this was a sample of what I’d experience in his bedroom, I was in deep trouble.
Chapter8
Tylik
Iintended to kiss Kate only long enough to please my aunt. But when she moaned, I lost all control. I deepened our kiss, gliding my tongue across her plump lips, parting them. I wrapped my arms around her while my groin tightened, my cock jerking toward the front of my pants.
It was only when laughter boomed that I realized I was kissing Kate in front of my people and numerous humans.
When I lifted my head, I took in her limpid features and groaned. Her eyes had slid partway closed, and her lips—ripe and rosy—parted. Her eyelids opened, and she gazed at me with enough heat to make my cock ignore my inner command and continue stiffening.
“Jeez, Tylik,” she said. “You pack a punch.”
I had not hit her.
Oh, she meant my kiss meant something to her too.
“I . . .” What could I say? I’d intended to hold back true passion until we were alone in my bedroom. It appeared I was no more in control of my body’s response to her than I was over this engagement.
I dipped my head toward her and placed her on her feet as she gazed up at me in wonder, her fingertips gently touching her swollen lips.
“Would you like to get a drink?” I asked, pushing aside the words I wanted to say, which were,would you come to my bed tonight?
“Sure,” she said, holding out her hand. The heat had flown from her eyes, which was a good thing, but it was replaced with reservation.
The music began again as I led her off the dance floor, moving around those returning to dance.
We stopped at the drink fountain.
“Vrok,” I said, dipping my head toward my friend standing nearby. Reaching out, I carefully stroked the dragonette, Merith, perched on his shoulder, admiring its golden scales. The tiny beast leaned into my hand and purred.
Vrok’s gaze slid from me to Kate. “I didn’t realize you two knew each other.”
“It was quite sudden,” Kate said, playing the role. “He swept me off my feet, as they say.”
A woman scurried over to stand at Kate’s other side, whispering, though I could still hear.
“What’s going on?” she asked. She glanced at me, but her eyes widened when she spied Vrok.
He studiously avoided looking at her, and I understood why. Kate’s friend was equally lovely, but Vrok and his fiancée had recently broken off their engagement. He’d told me he wasn’t going to try with someone new. He was “finished with love,” and he “wouldn’t trust another woman again”. I felt bad for him and hoped after time, he’d reconsider his vow.
“Tylik?” Kate said, calling my attention. “This is my best friend, Seyla. Seyla? My . . . fiancé. And this is . . .” She waved to my friend.
“Vrok,” I said.
“Yes, Vrok.” Kate leaned close to me. “Can I tell Seyla the truth?”
I nodded.
Her whispers continued. “He’s my future baby daddy.”
“I thought you didn’t want more than a few quickies,” Seyla hissed softly.
