Page 82 of The Light Falls
Arching my neck to give him better access, I tell him everything. “I think I’m still in shock. I declared war on the Water Fae. Did I make the right move?”
His mouth stops. “They won’t be expecting such a bold move from a new queen, but old Fae like Fisk will respect it. Only time will tell if it’s the right one. Do you feel good about it?” He resumes nibbling on my ear.
“I do,” I state firmly. “From everything I heard, the Fire Fae isn’t going to back down. Fisk is my best shot.”
He begins unbuttoning my blouse. “I agree. Goddess, you’re beautiful.”
I swivel my head to stare into his beautiful blue eyes darkened with lust. “We’re outside.”
He raises an arrogant brow. “Are you asking me to stop?”
“Definitely not,” I say huskily. “Is it safe for us to be out here?”
“The spell is fixed, and security has been upgraded,” he assures me, using a bit of magic to remove the rest of my suit until I’m only clad in the turquoise blouse and a bra and panty set the color of my skin.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting for this moment. Lie back. Let me take care of you,” he demands, hands roaming my body.
Staring out into the sun-drenched garden, I gasp when he releases my breasts from the delicate lace and cups them in his warm hands.
“Mm, that feels so good.”
His mouth finds the juncture between my neck and shoulder, while his fingers play with my hard nipples. I thrust my breasts into his hands, wanting him to squeeze and play harder with them. Understanding my need, he pushes them together and twists the nipples until I’m writhing on top of him.
“You’re so fucking responsive,” he breathes out, continuing to play with my breasts. “Ready for more?”
“Yes,” I whisper, feeling his hard cock underneath me. “I want it all. All the years you denied us have made me very, very greedy. Tonight, you’re going to give me everything. No more holding back. Are you sure you want this?”
“I am. No regrets,” he replies harshly. “Show me what you need. Take my hand.”
Pulling one of his hands from my breast, I entwine our fingers and slide it down my body and into the wet heat pooled below. I stroke myself using both our hands, reveling in the feel of our hands on my body.
He pulls them out and brings my fingers to his mouth to taste the very essence of me. “An appetizer.” His smoky laugh nearly does me in. “Hold on.” Draping my hand on the back of his neck, he peers down at my body. Every stitch of clothing disappears, and I’m displayed in all my glory for his eyes to feast upon.
A rough clad knee comes up and parts my legs. Air swirls around my core, and I see his finger moving, directing the magic to all the secret parts of me.
I arch my back. “Cormal.” My voice is breathless with need. “Touch me.”
“I am,” he mocks, tapping his finger rapidly. Small puffs of air pulse around my core, and every muscle tightens in anticipation.
“I want you, not your magic. Touch me,” I demand, needing his hands on me.
Fingers plunge into my center, and I can’t help moving my hips to meet their thrusts. His thumb reaches up to stroke the most sensitive part of me. Higher and higher.
“I’ve waited for you. So long. This is only the beginning, right? You’re not leaving after this?”
“After this, I’m going to bend you over the balcony and bury my cock so deep inside, you won’t be able to think of anything but how much I fill you up,” he responds with a dark laugh.
Spiraling tighter and tighter, I clamp down on his fingers and let my release flow. My body pulses with pleasure, and I ride the wave, but when it’s finished, it’s not enough. Need batters my body, making my legs shake, but I stand and bend over.
“More.”
Hands grip my hips, and he slides into me inch by inch.
I can almost hear him gritting his teeth. “Cormal, so help me goddess, if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to walk away and find someone else.”
“The fuck you will,” he snarls, slamming into me.
His cock stretches me, filling every inch, and it’s glorious.
