Page 35 of Finding Love with the Fae King

I clenched my thighs as his tongue licked such an erotic part of my body.

Feeling my heartbeat between my thighs, I desperately wanted friction. It was a feeling I had never experienced, and I was unsure what to do with it. I wanted one thing; I really wanted his lips on mine.

Osirus continued to tease me. I was becoming a panting mess. He sucked on my neck and chuckled every time I squirmed in his lap.

“Oh, Goddess,” I whimpered.

“You know,” he continued to kiss up and down my neck, “if a fae releases their true self, you get not only possessiveness and our true form, but you also get something else entirely.”

I hummed in agreement, hardly paying attention. His lips felt so good. I wanted more.

“You also get a fae’s urge to please their mate, to make them feel pleasure over and over, and then one day”—he kissed my cheek—“they decide to make their own little pixie.”

My cheeks flushed as I put both hands on Osirus’s shoulders. Osirus’s eyes went dark, just as they were the night before, but these weren’t of anger. They were of lust. Eyelids were hooded, and I felt nothing but the heat from his body against my chest. My chest was heaving, my breasts almost spilling over my dress.

“Osirus—” Before I could say another word, his lips crashed into mine. I moaned as he held me close. One hand was around my lower back, and the other was fisted in the back of my hair.

He didn’t want me to pull away; the joke was on him because I didn’t want to either. His tongue swiftly entered my mouth, and I mewled at the feeling. This was intense, not sweet like yesterday. There was passion and desire in it. And I craved it.

I didn’t even think as my body had taken over. The thoughts of doubt and untrustworthiness toward the Fae King were gone. I wanted him to dominate my mouth and neck at that moment. Osirus had given me no reason not to trust him. His words were always soothing. Even if we had a disagreement, he could quickly resolve the problem.Why am I thinking right now?

He groaned as I rubbed against him. Then, quickly realizing his growing problem and my pulsing lower region, he gripped my waist, pulling me down harder on his member. I gasped as he kneaded my rear.

I pushed myself further into his grasp, and he groaned as he nipped at my bottom lip, pulling it slightly. Quickly letting go, I kissed down his neck. He leaned his head to the side as I sucked on the same spot he had done on me. He continued to rub my core against his throbbing member.

“Osirus,” I whispered while panting, continuing to bury my face in his neck.

His groan only fueled something in me, and I didn’t know what. “Do you feel my need for you?” he growled lowly into my ear. “Do you feel my desire to take you right here in the carriage?” Osirus’s hands slipped under my dress, palming my ass tightly. “I want nothing more than to have you, Melina.”

“I-I d-don’t know this feeling,” I said as I gripped the front of his tunic.

A purr left Osirus’s chest as I spoke. The heat of his breath fanned my neck as he pulled me back to see my face. His lips were parted, and pleasure was carefully written on his perfectly sculpted face. The tingles from his touch reached every part of my body, especially one specific part.

My body was about to explode, and the foreign feeling worried and confused me. The desperation on my face must have been clear because I was climbing an invisible mountain, and I didn’t know my destination.

“Shhh,” he cooed. “Just let it happen. Let your body fall.”

With that velvet voice, it became my undoing. I let out a frantic moan, not sure how I was falling, but warmth wrapped around me cushioned the feeling. Osirus let out a large growl in his throat and grabbed my ass hard as he seemed to fall from the same mountain I was on.

Both of us, a panting mess. I kept my head in the crook of his shoulder. One hand remained on my rear, and the other was rubbing comforting circles on my back.

“Wow,” I breathed as I sat up.

Osirus looked at me with worried eyes, assessing the aftermath. “Are you all right?” His hand came up to the side of my face and brought me forward, giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead.

“Yes,” I whispered. A twinge of embarrassment came to mind since it felt like I had just completely drenched myself.

“Don’t be worried. Everything is normal. What you feel both emotionally and physically is normal.” Osirus’s words were tender as he brought me closer to him to give me a comforting embrace. “I couldn’t control my desire for you, darling. I hope you aren’t upset.”

“No, I’m not.” In fact, I loved it. The awkwardness was painted on my face, but I tried not to let it show. Osirus chuckled and pecked my lips lightly.

“How about we get cleaned up, hm?” he whispered while I sat up.

My cheeks turned a few shades of darker red, and he just laughed.

“Darling, it’s normal. I had my release, too. We both need to clean up, all right?”

I nodded, feeling utterly shy.Not going to ask questions about that.

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