Page 165 of The Shadow Fae Rhapsody
“You come when I touch you,” he says in a sultry whisper, smoothing his hand down to my stomach. Warm tingles spread over my skin and I squirm from the sensation.
“You come when I kiss you,” he continues, planting a chaste kiss on my lips. “You will surely come when I fuck you.”
He brushes his thumb over that bundle of nerves and heat ignites once again. My eyes drift close and my head hangs back from the sheer bliss.
He nips the delicate tip of my ear and my toes curl from another wave of pleasure tingling down my spine.
“You’re too excitable. How the hell am I going to have my fun without breaking you?” he asks.
His fun?
At this moment, I’m a little selfish. I just want to have my fun. “Make love to me. I want more. I want it harder.”
The deep hunger in his eyes startles a gasp out of me.
“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” His voice comes out strained.
I shake my head and shrug.I drop my mouth to his neck, pawing on his clothes. It’s embarrassing, but between the venom and the pull of the bond, I can hardly resist him anymore.
Svenn scrubs a hand over his face. “How hard do you want it?”
“Like the girls in Blaire’s books,” I say with utter confidence. My voice doesn’t waver, thanks to the venom.
He kisses the crown of my head and whispers, “Close your eyes then.”
I do as I am told.
When I open them again, I’m beside Svenn in a strange but familiar room.
“Where are we, Svenn?”I turn to him.
“You tell me, sweetheart.”
I move slowly towards the window to open it. I am greeted by the sound of seagulls and the sight of the deep blue sea. I inhale the briny, fresh air into my lungs.
“It’s my room in Völundr,” I mutter in awe, watching the galleons and ships floating around Anne’s harbor.
“That’s right. We’re in your mind, Nel,” Svenn says with a smile.
“Why are we here?” I ask.
“Confirmation,” he replies easily as he moves closer to me. “How are you feeling?”
I blink at the question.
The fog of lust clouding my mind is no longer there. I feel sane in this place. His venom is not messing with my head or my emotions here. I run to him and he pulls me into his embrace.
I lift my head to look at him. “I want you to make love to me.”
He cocks a dark eyebrow.
“Now you know, Svenn. This is not the venom. I truly want you.” I stare up at him.
He has his confirmation now. I wrap my hands around his arm and tug him. “Let’s go.”
But he lingers lazily in my mind, looking around at the furniture. Svenn strides to the large poster bed and settles down. I grow impatient, but I have no choice but to follow him. He picks up the book by the nightstand and skims it silently.
I sit on the bed beside him and look at the cover of the book in his hand.
