Page 61 of All's Fair in Love and Magic

A third time, too.

“Don’t look so shocked. You’ve seen me checking you out when you’re naked,” she said.

I let out a harsh breath. “Clove…”

“Fine, don’t do it.” She snagged the fork I was holding and lifted the broccoli to her mouth, taking the bite herself.

My gaze lingered on her lips, and my cock throbbed again. Harder.

If I did what she wanted, she would see exactly how she affected me. And if she saw that, I wasn’t sure how she’d feel or react.

Staying dressed sounded safer, even if I did enjoy the way she had stared at me the few times we’d showered together.

Sage tried to spear another chunk of broccoli with her fork, and struggled.

I had to clench my hand in a fist to stop myself from taking it back and doing it for her.

I just wanted my mate fed and healthy. Was that too much to ask?”

“Stop looking at me like I’m going to break,” Sage warned. “I’m fine. If I can’t eat, I’ll just go back to sleep and recover a little slower. It’s not a big deal.”

“It is to me.”

She lifted an eyebrow.

The skepticism in her eyes told me she was thinking that if it was a big deal to me, I’d just strip. It wasn’t like I was shy about nudity.

With another harsh breath out, I stood and shucked my shorts. Her gaze lingered on my cock when I sat back down and stole the fork again. I took the box too, and loaded the utensil with pasta. She needed something more substantial than broccoli if she was going to get her energy back.

“You’re huge,” she said. “Do you think sex between us would even work?”

My cock jerked in response, and she made a noise of surprise. “Yes. You take a few of my fingers just fine. It’ll be a stretch at first, but you’ll adjust.”

When I lifted the fork to her lips, she took the bite.

Some primal part of me was intensely satisfied while I watched her chew and swallow. It took me a second to get the next bite ready, because I couldn’t look away.

“Do you mind if I just brush my fingers against you? I’ve never touched a guy before.”

I throbbed again. Repeatedly.

The fact that she wanted to touch me satisfied my inner caveman as much as feeding her did.

“Go ahead.”

Her gaze was on my cock as she took the next bite I gave her. Her fingers brushed my length, just barely, and I jerked violently.

“Does it feel good?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

That was a fucking understatement.

I continued to feed her as she kept teasing my cock, far too gently. It jumped for her anyway, every fucking time.

When she finally brushed the underside, I had to clench my teeth and abdomen to stop myself from reacting any further.

She watched me, curious. “It’s more sensitive here?”

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