Page 62 of Yearning For Her

“What is it, Willow?”

She looked up at him. His brows were slanted down, and there was uncertainty in his eyes.

“It’s pretty, but… Kian, you know what this is, right?”

He gave her a dry look. “Willow, I’m an incubus. Of course I know what a butt plug is.” He smiled. “And that one will be a beautiful adornment for your luscious ass.”

Warmth filled her cheeks. “It’s just, well, these aren’t usually given as gifts. At least, not when people first meet.”

“We met weeks ago, Violet.” He grinned and dipped his chin toward the box. “Would you like to try it?”

“What? Now? No!” She smacked the lid back onto the box.

Kian shrugged, waving nonchalantly. “Now, later, whenever.”

Willow set the box on the console table next to one of the many vases. “I’ve…never…”

“Never had someone fuck your ass?”

Blushing profusely, Willow shook her head. She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation. Well, maybe she could, considering what he was. And it wasn’t like they hadn’t been intimate before.

When she turned back toward him, Kian grabbed her by her hips and tugged her against him. She gasped, flattened her hands on his chest, and met his gaze.

His lips were spread in a salacious grin that revealed his fangs. “Then I will be the first to claim yours.”

Willow’s core clenched. Lewd thoughts filled her mind; Kian behind her, his hands on her hips, his claws digging into her skin, his cock pushing into her ass. What would it feel like? Would it hurt? Would it be pleasurable?

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you Willow?” Kian asked, voice husky. When she pulled away, he released her.

“I’m not,” she said over her shoulder as she walked into the kitchen.

Kian’s boots thudded softly on the floor as he followed. “How naughty of you to lie to me. Shall we include a spanking when I inevitably claim that delectable backside?”

Did she want him to spank her?

…Yes.

“No.” She picked up her glass of wine—which had been buried amidst another cluster of flower arrangements on the counter—and took a hearty drink.

“Ah, alcohol. Eager to lower your inhibitions?”

She refilled the glass. “I am eager to relax.”

Kian leaned on the island counter, his blue eyes nearly glowing. “So, let’s relax. Perhaps a massage? As you’re well aware, I’m rather good with my hands.”

Willow rolled her eyes. “I’m going to watch a movie. You can stay if you promise to behave, otherwise you can walk your fairy behind right out that door.”

“I bet you enjoy watching me walk away.”

“Your ass is quite nice, but that’s beside the point.”

He laughed and turned his palms up. “You win. A movie it is.”

Seventeen

“I knew you’d see it my way.” Willow tried to hide her smile as she took another drink of wine before making her way into the living room. “You know, you could relax yourself and maybe…drop your glamour? I’ve already seen you.”

“You could also take off your clothes. I’ve already seen you.”

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