Page 74 of Brutal Birthright

He was fucked.

And undoubtedly an asshole for taking advantage of the fact her fae magic didn’t allow her to heal as quickly as other supernaturals.

Not. A. Good. Man.

Oriana was stretched out beneath him, smothered by his weight as he ran his nose down the side of her neck and kissed her delicate, pointed ear tips. She was damn near purring with contentment.

“A girl could get used to waking up like that.”

He felt his cock twitch, still seated inside her.

“I need to fuck you again.” His mouth brushed against the sensitive point of her ear, and he hungrily devoured the way goosebumps erupted over her arms. “But first, I need to clean you up.”

That brought out a series of protests and whines as she tried to escape from beneath him and burrow her way under the covers.

Smirking to himself, Rowan pulled out of her tight wet heat, and took a moment to watch his cum gather at her entrance. It only took a long second before she started to squirm beneath his gaze. Goddess-fucking-damnit, he just wanted to stay like this, holed up here in the forest forever.

But that would lead to far too many questions. Somehow, he suspected Oriana wasn’t going to be willing to risk bringing about an interrogation down on her head at the hands of the queen either.

His big palms grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her up. Leaving her screeching and kicking in defiance as he tossed her over his shoulder. Rowan gave her a spank on her ass for good measure, a reminder not to try and fight him at every turn.

She stilled immediately. Breathing hard through her nose.

Rowan ran his rough palm over the spot to soothe the sting. Massaging lightly. “Did you like that, hmm?”

“Maybe.” She sounded mortified.

Tucking that away for later, he gritted his teeth. There was no way he could let himself get distracted—more distracted—right now.

As he stalked across the bedroom, he felt her body twist behind him. Craning her neck to look around and take in their location. The dusky-purple light of dawn filtered through the fine curtains covering the bay window over the bed. Seeing the interior of his cottage for the first time, even though she’d been here before.

She made a strangled noise. “This is your…”

“Home.” He grunted.

“Oh.”

“It’s not what you expected?” Rowan set her down on her feet by the door. Eyeing her with equal parts desire and trepidation. All at once, he was painfully aware of her reaction to his private sanctuary.

“No.” She looked up at him with puffy, kiss-bitten lips, and shimmering dark eyes.

He raised a single eyebrow in question. There was something behind that no. He knew it.

Shrugging, she looked around. “I expected a cave full of blood and bats, is all.”

That earned her another swat on her perfect ass. It took everything to stifle the moan threatening to burst forth when he could tell how much that turned her on.

Grabbing her by the hand and enjoying the way her tiny fingers curved perfectly against his palm, far too much for his own sanity, he led her through the door off to the side of his bedroom. Only to have her suddenly halt behind him with a squeak.

Looking around with wide eyes, she carefully took in the moss-covered walls, open roof letting in a gentle breeze, and the sight of pastel pink clouds drifting high above them with the impending sunrise. The basalt flagstones on the ground were cool beneath their bare feet but not uncomfortable. On one side, the curved stone formed an outdoor wall of running water to wash under. On the other sat a deep granite recess, a pool perfect for bathing when it was filled with steaming hot water.

Magic had its uses. Namely the look of awe on Oriana’s face as she took it all in.

“Now, get under there so I can clean you… and then fuck you.” He nipped at her earlobe. Pushing her towards the cascade of spray.

She opened her mouth to protest, then caught a glimpse of her reflection in the small mirror hanging by a large fern.

Her fingers flew up to touch the coppery-looking ring of fingerprints forming a collar around her throat. Turning to him with lips hanging open.

---