“Touch me,” I order the faerie.
I need to know I betrayed Lill for something real.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
MASON
ABBY’S MOUTH IS so soft. Her thighs are so soft.
Everything about her is so soft.
My hand tangles in her hair, and I hold her close as I lift her onto the kitchen island. I’m careful to avoid her wreckage, navigating around the shattered wood. If I weren’t so distracted by Abby’s softness, I’d be impressed by her ability to so thoroughly ruin our furniture.
I wish I had seen her do it. Maybe I can get her to do it again for me later. I need there to be a later.
My father sent shifters after us. They were approaching from behind, and I’m sure they weren’t planning on exchanging pleasantries once they reached us.
They were going to kill me. Kill Kie.Kill Abby.
I remove my hand from her head, scared I’m going to hurt her. I grab her thighs instead. They’re thicker and can handle a bit of squeezing. They’re meant for my hands, and she seems to enjoy it when I touch them.
Her breath hitches, and a full-body shiver works down her spine before she snatches up the hem of my shirt and tugs upward. She wants my shirt off? Easy. I break our kiss just long enough torip my shirt over my head. If my mate wants my clothes off, my clothes will be off.
Kie is still lingering across the room. He hasn’t moved.
I don’t know what his problem is, and I’ll kill him if he ruins this for me. Abby told him to touch her. It’s an easy ask, and it doesn’t leave much room for confusion. Kie wants her—I know he does—and it’s about time he stops holding himself back. It’s not earning him any favors.
I love letting Abby know when I’m happy, or angry, or horny, or really fucking needy. She likes it. I needed her to keep me calm after the attack, and she was more than happy to oblige. She kissed me, touched me, and told me so much about herself.
I learned all about her family and life before meeting us, and I know more about her than Kie does. I’m closer to her than he is.
It’s something I never thought would happen. I feared our mate would be a faerie who loved Kie but tolerated me, and for once, Zaha’s done right by me. I like my human. I want her, and I’m happy she’s stuck with us for the rest of our lives.
“Mace,” Abby starts. “I need to feel you.”
Her eyes flicker to the side, toward Kie, and I’m on her before she thinks too deeply about his odd lingering. She doesn’t need him. I can be enough for her.
I trail my hands up her thighs, letting myself bask in the knowledge that I’m touching my mate with my bare hands. I never thought I’d have this. Arousal seeps from Abby, the heady scent pouring from her pores in intoxicating waves. I would die without this woman.
“Our mate’s cunt has already been covered in my cum,” I taunt Kie. “And she hasn’t even kissed you.”
Kie frowns, finally stepping closer. “Fuck you.”
“I have everything you’ve ever wanted, and I didn’t even have to try,” I say. Kie’s face contorts, shifting into anger. This is good.I continue. “I have your title, and I’m about to have our mate’s cunt. She won’t be thinking about you when I’m inside her, and you have nobody but yourself to blame.”
Abby gasps, her fingers curling into my shoulder. She likes this, and I shoot her a wide smile as Kie storms toward us. The faerie is upset, and he roughly shoves his way between Abby and me, taking my place.
I let him, happy to stand back as he wraps one arm around her waist and buries another into her hair. The start of a gasp erupts from her before his mouth is on hers, cutting the noise short.
Abby jolts, but then her body practically melts in Kie’s arms. He’s showing passion. Need. They both need this.
“Mine.” He groans. “You’re mine.”
Kie’s kiss is rough, and I can’t help but wonder where he gained the confidence. He kissed Lillian a few times, but never with real passion. I was terrified the first time Abby put her lips on mine, but Kie shows none of the hesitation I felt. It pisses me off.
Abby fucking loves it. She moans and rubs against him, my mate a whore for her men. I’ve never seen Kie fuck, but I’ve heard rumors. She’s going to love him. I hope she loves me more.
Kie’s the first to break the kiss, and he pulls back just enough to rip her soft black bra over her head. Abby has pretty pink nipples, and she sinks her fingers into Kie’s arms as he sucks one into his mouth.