Page 26 of Stone Heart
She faced him, and he was hit in his chest with her beauty. He roamed his gaze over her face and drank in her features. He could see where Solana’s spell had hidden the Fae features from her. He reached out and brushed her hair away from her face, finding her small pointy ears that denoted her Elf blood. A small smile graced her lips. He was pleased she didn’t shy away from him.
Before her powers had exploded, she’d been angry with him. He knew she didn’t understand about his harem and he had planned to discuss it with her. But first, he had to make her see she belonged to him.
“Solana’s magic was powerful,” she murmured. “I feel as if I’ve just woken up from a long dream. I was living yet I wasn’t living my life. Does that make sense?”
“Her witch’s magic was no match for your powers,” he said.
He sensed her energy brimming just beneath the surface. Her eyes appeared to shimmer. Solana was right. Rina was one powerful being. She just didn’t realize how powerful she was.
“She gave you a life to allow you to live. You lived a full life, but as a human. I’m surprised you made it this long without someone realizing you weren’t human. One second in your presence and I felt your powers.”
Her dress cinched at her waist, showing off her curves, before it flowed out around her feet. It was low-cut, putting the swell of her breasts on display. The silky material didn’t hide her figure at all. Elven women were mistresses of their sensuality. She moved closer to him, and her eyes met his.
“I can feel yours, too,” she whispered. Her eyes flashed, and she reached up and laid a hand on his chest.
He bit back a growl as she ran her hand along his pectoral muscles.
“I’ve never seen a gargoyle in person until now. When I was a young child, my father would tell me tales of the gargoyle protectors. He’d talk about the strong race of gargoyles that were fierce fighters, their skin impenetrable by any weapon when in gargoyle form. That your race was practically unkillable.” Her eyes followed her hand as she traced his muscles.
He ached to strip her of her clothes and take her right there on the rooftop. He gripped her hand to his chest and stepped forward. The growl ripped from his chest, and he moved them until she hit the brick wall behind the elevator shaft.
“Don’t tempt me, princess. You may have just truly awakened, but I will tell you now that I wanted you when you thought you were a human.”
“And now?”
Her voice was quiet, but it surrounded him. He closed his eyes briefly, trying to regain his composure. He carefully placed his hands on the wall, entrapping her with his arms.
She isn’t going anywhere.
He lowered his gaze to her pink full lips, and his cock pushed at his pants, demanding to be free.
“I fucking need you,” he breathed, no longer able to resist. He crushed his mouth to hers.
Her lips parted, allowing his tongue to invade her, sweeping in to get a taste of her. Her fingers clutched his shirt, and he angled his head to deepen the kiss. Her tongue met his without hesitation.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him close to her. He growled and pressed into her, leaving no room between them.
He ran his hands up along her sides and cupped her luscious mounds. She released a moan when he pinched her hard nipples through the silky material of her dress.
He wanted her.
She belonged to him.
Fucking Rina against the wall was not how he’d imagined their first time.
He tore his mouth away and leaned his forehead to hers. Their breaths came fast as they both tried to regain control of their breathing.
“You know you feel what’s between us now. You didn’t before because of the spell.” He focused on her eyes. Now that she had her memory of who she was, he knew she’d feel the pull to him as he did to her.
Her hand reached up to cup his jaw. He was like putty in her hands. Anything this woman asked of him, he’d grant it to her.
“An electric current races through my body the minute you come near me,” she began. She stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips over the rugged part of his chin. “I was told of stories of something like this between people who were meant to be together—”
“Mates,” he hissed through clenched teeth. Her soft hands running along the rough shadow of his beard had his cock hard as steel.
“As a kid, you think it’s just a fairy tale that your parents tell you at bedtime,” she whispered.
He held her hand to his face, not wanting to lose her touch.
