Page 24 of A Serenade To The Elf Queen
Oh.
I peer at him quietly. His dark eyes seem to hold all kinds of secrets. There is something deep and haunting buried in them. I reach up to grasp his raised hand, threading his fingers with mine.
There’s a small look of surprise on his face as I bring his knuckles to my lips, kissing each one.
“What did you wish for?”
“For your wish to come true,” I say with a smile.
It quickly falters when his dark gaze flickers to me. I almost squirm under that scrutiny until he kisses the top of my head. Warm flutters spread inside of my chest when he trails his lips to my neck.
“Can we make more than one wish?”he asks.
“Of course,” I answer, along with a nod. I start greedily snatching every fallen star in the sky. I have so many things I want, so many dreams to fulfill. The stranger doesn’t raise his hand, content with watching me.
“You have to catch the stars for your wish,” I whisper, pointing to the sky.
“It’s fine. I’ve caught mine,”he says, drawing his arms tighter around me. I let out a small laugh at the gesture, snuggling closer to him. A sense of safety washes over me being in his embrace.
“I’m curious. What were you going to do if this was just any other dream of yours?” I dare ask. It looked a lot like he was about to devour me. In fact, that raw hunger has not faded. He is still staring at me like I’m a juicy rabbit he captured in a meadow.
He seems to consider his answer,“I would lick and taste every inch of you. Then I’d bend you over the throne and plunge my cock into you all night long.”
His expression barely shifts over the filthy, seductive promise. I’m glad my mouth doesn’t fall open. All night long sounds incredibly dangerous, but I’m feeling brave tonight.
“So do it,” I challenge.
He barks a laugh. The sound is foreign to him, as if he doesn’t do it enough.“I would love nothing more than to fuck you under the stars. But you’re real and too damn sweet. Maybe next time we’ll meet somewhere nicer.”
“There won’t be a next time,” I mutter under my breath.
His face falls a little.
“Because I’m going to find you,” I tell him. I try to wink, but I end up blinking both eyes like a fool.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
The stranger doesn’t care about my silly act as he presses his forehead against mine. Something deep and profound passes between us and the longing strikes me again. I pull his face down desperately to claim his lips.
He gives me a sweet, gentle kiss. It’s almost as tender as the feeling that settles over my heart. My breathing turns erratic over his delicate movements. He slants his mouth over mine, swallowing the soft moans I make. The kiss is a little scarier this time knowing that he is real.
Another wandering soul.
I try to commit every inch of his face to memory. I hope I won’t forget him again when I wake up.
“You are so soft and delicious everywhere,”he murmurs against my skin, palming my breast with his hand. I jerk upright over the sizzling shockwave of pleasure coursing through my body over the firm squeeze. But it’s not enough. I want more.
I keep trailing kisses along the edge of his jaw. I realize his chest is trembling and his hand grips the armrest with restraint.
He is trying desperately not to lose control. So, naturally, my mouth continues teasing and exploring him more viciously in retaliation for earlier. A deep groan spills from his throat. Molten desire unfurls in my belly at the sound of that. It must have been too unbearable for him because he pulls me in for another kiss.
“Hold me tighter,” I whisper against his mouth. I know I’ll be waking up soon, but I keep kissing him, unwilling to let go.
There is no burden of a crown over my head here. It’s just me and him under the glittering stars.
“I don’t want to go.” To a world where I have to count every step and every breath and pretend to be someone I’m not.
His hot lips move down my throat like a brand on the very fabric of my soul. Wait—this heat I feel is not from his fiery kisses. My skin is scorching from actual embers in the air.
