Page 40 of King of Storms and Feathers

I raised an eyebrow. “Really? Would you like one?”

“Only if you promise not to choke me with it.”

This girl couldn’t hold her tongue for anything. One day, it would be the death of her.

“It was a simple question,” I replied.

“Yes, I would like as many grapes as you’re willing to give me… please, King Arrowyn.”

“Then you shall have them.” I held two grapes in front of my lips. “You can try to take them from me.”

Her nostrils flared as she lifted her fingers.

“No. You must use your mouth.”

“My… mouth?”

“Yes, I can see you possess one.” I placed the grapes on my tongue.

Her nails dug into her thigh, but she said nothing. I blinked, and her mouth pressed down on mine, her lips clumsily searching for a grape. Her tongue pushed too eagerly, and one slid down my throat. Choking on fruit and a laugh, fire sizzled through my veins. My glyphs burned and my already hard cock turned to marble.

I palmed her thudding heart. “Wait. You need to improve your technique. Take your time. Don’t rush. I promise I won’t bite.”

Evidently, she couldn’t promise me the same thing. Her eyes flashed with her desire to rip a chunk from me.

“Here… let gravity help.” I shifted my torso up the cushions, changing the angle of my body. “Try again.”

I placed another two grapes in my mouth. This time, she slanted her head for better access, her lips and tongue searching. It took a while for her to extract them.

“More,” she demanded after swallowing them, her cheeks flushed and breath rough.

“Your technique is still lacking,” I said. “At this rate, it will take all day to fill your stomach. But I am not without mercy. For a price, I’ll put them in your mouth myself. One kiss for every two grapes seems more than fair.”

Beneath my bravado, hot shame simmered in my blood. I didn’t know why I wanted to kiss her so badly, but I did. Perhaps to punish myself for turning out to be like my father after all—a king who desired his slave. A fucking human slave.

It was a weakness, a terrible character flaw. But how could I eradicate it when every time defiance lit Leaf’s eyes, it never failed to inflame me?

I squeezed her waist. “Do you agree?”

She bit her lip and nodded.

Seizing her cheeks with my palms, I dragged her mouth to mine, groaning as she surrendered and opened for me, my tongue seeking hers. Fire licked over my skin as I tasted the soft velvet of her mouth, my teeth grazing gently and lust spiking, addling my brain. When she leaned in for more, I pushed her back.

“Here… you may eat,” I said, placing two plump grapes on her tongue.

She sighed, and as she swallowed the last mouthful, she launched herself at me, hungry for more. Surprisingly strong fingers dug into my shoulders, and it took all my willpower not to throw her on her back and enter her warm body in one savage thrust.

At first, her movements were clumsy, as if she’d never shared a kiss before or had forgotten how to do it. But she was a fast learner, and in no time, the glyphs on my skin burned as my elemental magic fought to be released. The feel, scent, and taste of the human were more drugging than gold serum to a human.

As we kissed, soft moans came from her throat, her need for food replaced by desire. At that moment, the last thing I cared about was punishing her.

My lips teased as my hand glided down her stomach until my fingers stroked the moisture at her core. I slid her damp pants to the side, exposing her velvety folds to my ministrations.

I considered raising my head to watch myself strum her body into a frenzy, but I refused to break our kiss and didn’t want to destroy the spell that had bewitched her. Didn’t want to stop her moaning. No. All I wanted was to be buried inside her, taking her higher. Taking everything.

Then her thighs began to shake. Her breath sawed out between desperate moans, and I couldn’t resist watching my hands move over her skin. “That’s right,” I groaned. “Good girl. Let go. Come for me.”

Roughly, I plunged two fingers inside her, and she gasped, her eyes flaring open and thighs shuddering harder. Her hips circled against me. She was close. So close.

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