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Ravv’s fingers stilled on my core. “Did you touch yourself while they were in the room with you?”

I squeezed my eyes shut. “No.”

“Then your climax in the forest was your first, ever?”

“If you hold it against me, I will kill you,” I shot back.

“Answer the question.” His teeth dragged over my earlobe again.

“Yes, it was my first.”

“Veil, Lae.”

My face flushed. “You are not allowed to mock me for it.”

“I’m not mocking you.” His words were low and almost reverent. “I’m grateful that you trusted me enough to ask me for that, and I regret once again making you wish you hadn’t by withholding the truth from you.”

Oh.

The heat in my cheeks faded. “Thank you.”

Instead of telling me to withhold my thanks again, he simply leaned down and brushed his lips against my cheek.

My eyes closed at the soft, intimate touch. It couldn’t have meant as much to him as it did to me, but I relished it anyway.

His fingers resumed their motion on my core, and my body tensed at the pleasure of it.

“I’m going to watch you climax again,” he murmured into my ear, his free arm sliding up my waist until the weight of my breasts rested on it. “While knowing that no one else has ever seen you come undone.”

The flush returned to my face. “That sounds possessive.”

“Oh, it is.” His lips caught my ear lobe and pulled lightly as he increased the pressure of his touch. The man had me crying out a few moments later, working my body as if it had been created just for him.

And considering the intensity of our connection, maybe it had.

Chapter 17

Laeli

By the time we made it out of the shower, I was absolutely boneless, and Ravv’s cock was so hard it looked painful. I considered offering to touch him, but I wasn’t sure I was ready for it, and it didn’t seem like the right time.

He pulled on a pair of shorts while I put my undergarments back on—the fae called them scanties—and then we climbed back into bed together, wearing nothing else. There was no light streaming into the castle, so I knew it was the middle of the night, and Bright and Coarse had left at some point during our shower.

My face warmed with the realization of why they’d left.

I was noisy.

“Is Gleam upset that I scared them away?” I asked Ravv, as he dragged me to his chest.

“Of course not. She and Coarse have their own room, and she’s constantly telling me I need to occupy myself with a woman to lighten up.”

I snorted.

That did sound like Gleam.

“You used to occupy yourself plenty, didn’t you?” I countered. He hadn’t been with anyone in around a century, if he’d been honest about that, but he definitely didn’t act inexperienced. “And why did you stop having sex, anyway?”

He made a noncommittal noise. “After the initial excitement of adulthood wore off, it felt hollow. Even before I stopped, I was only sharing someone’s bed for an eclipse once every few years, when particularly drunk. Sex is very selfish for fae.”

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