Page 200 of Never Kiss a Fae


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Sol needed to unravel.

To push his element into mine and receive some of my earth magic in return.

And the only way to do that was to make him feel comfortable. To ease him into the earthquake waiting to erupt.

I took as much of him in my mouth as I could fit, running the length of him into my throat and then licking my way up and over the head, lapping at the salty droplet that formed.

“Claire,” he warned, his control slipping as the ground shook again.

Not enough, some part of me whispered.More.

And not just from Sol.

No.

I needed Vox.

His wild eyes met mine, his thirst palpable. Helikedwhat I was doing to Sol, and given the way he stroked himself through his pants, he was imagining me doing the same to him.

Only, that was not where I wanted him.

Fuck, this is wanton,I thought. But I pushed the human voice down, chasing my elements through the fae realm instead.

And said what I needed to say.

“I need you inside me, Vox.”

His eyes flashed with hesitation, but Titus sent a gust of heat to slap some sense into him. “Trust her,” he said, no doubt in his voice. He knew what I wanted to do. He sensed how my elements were screaming at a fever pitch, and I could leash all of my mates to my desires if they just gave in to me. It didn’t matter how powerful they all were.

I could show them freedom like they’d never known.

How, I couldn’t say.

I just knew I could.

Vox swallowed but slipped out of the remainder of his clothes, revealing a lithe, muscular body that made my mouth water. Dark hair unfurled over his shoulders, and dark eyes watched me with unmatched attention. Even his cock was graceful, arching just slightly at an angle that I knew would feel heavenly inside of me.

He joined us on the bed, his hands clasping my hips. “You’re sure?” he asked, his eyes alight with a fresh need that rivaled Sol’s.

Sol, who was looking down at me in awe as he balanced himself on his elbows.

Oh…

Could I contain them all?

“Yes,” I breathed, pressing my backside into Vox as I took Sol deep into my mouth.

“For the love of the fae,” Vox whispered, his arousal meeting mine.

And then he was there.

Entering me.

Filling me to completion.

And unleashing a pleasurable storm inside of me, reminiscent of a hurricane. His knowing fingers found my clit as he set a rhythm, one that rivaled my mouth. He breathed out a gust of rapture, his magic sweeping over me and sending my hair flying.

I captured that power and pushed it into Sol.