Amusement fills me, my cool breath whispering against her hot, tender flesh.“I’ll have all the words you need,” I promise.“But do you like it?”Without waiting for an answer, I slide my tongue down her folds, delving for her slit.She’s already wet and her taste is intoxicating as it coats my tongue like a delectable cream.I plunge in, lapping up all I can, savoring her, before slipping a cool finger inside.
“Oh, fuck!”Wren cries out, her face coloring as she curses, shocking even herself, but she’s too swept up in the sensations that assault her to worry herself further about it.“God, yes,” she almost sobs, propping herself up on her elbows, her head hanging back.
“Good girl,” I praise.“Can you handle more?”I push two more fingers inside her and she shrieks, but it’s the sound of unbridled pleasure.My cock twitches, hard as ice between my thighs as I work my gorgeous mate into a frenzy.“You are so incredibly tight.”
“Is that good?”she gasps, turning her lust-glazed, honey gaze on me once more, her lips parted in wanting.
“It is,” I croon.
Wren bucks her hips, grinding against my thrusts, her breathing labored as her juices coat my fingers.“Oh, God be merciful,” she cries.“I feel...I feel...”She can’t find the words because she doesn’t know them.The mortals keep their women woefully ill-educated when it comes to their own bodies and the pleasures they’re capable of.
“It’s okay, relax, my pretty bird.Don’t hold back—trust me—just let go.”
Wren’s body writhes, then stiffens, her eyes wild before her voice shreds the night.Like a ship lost at sea, she braves the onslaught of the waves that pummel her from within, riding out the sheer ecstasy and brutality of what I can only imagine must be the very first release of her mortal life.
Chapter Seven
Wren
My world turns upside down, splinters, then shatters like crystal on ice as I gasp for air, my whole body shaking with exertion.“What was that?”I ask when I finally catch my breath.“I’ve never felt so good...”
Thade smiles and the predatory look in his eyes makes me tingle with anticipation from the tips of my toes all the way to my peaked nipples.“You came,” he answers with satisfaction.“It is what happens when our body reaches the height of pleasure and can take no more.”
I feel my brows furrow in wonder but now is not the time for questions.My release has awakened a part of me that I never knew existed, but having sampled his tongue and fingers, I unashamedly need more.My body aches for him so desperately that it frightens me, heightening every sense.“Please,” I beg of him, beckoning with my gaze and empty arms.“Take me.Claim me as your mate and wife.I need to feel you inside of me.”
Thade stalks over me, his beautiful, lithe fae body strong and lean.“How can I deny such an earnest request?”He kisses my lips softly.
I feel his cock touch my entrance, hard and soft, a weapon of pleasure and pain.“Please,” I whisper.“Take me.”
The Royal Bard rests his forehead to mine, then looks deep into my eyes.“Forgive me for this pain,” he says, his tone laced with genuine regret.“It is not my intention to hurt you.But know that I am here and we will weather this storm together.”
My heart soars, overflowing with an unparalleled wave of love.“There is nothing to forgive,” I whisper, before I feel his cock spear me, his coolness a shock to my warmth, more than the ache left in his wake as he withdraws.The pain is minimal and more a momentary discomfort, but as he thrusts again, I find myself swallowed by sensation, arching my back on the soft, plush rug as he reaches places no one ever has.“Oh, God,” I moan.
Thade’s brow furrows as he looks down upon me, metering his thrusts.“Are you all right, my pretty bird?”he asks.
“I am,” I assure him, grabbing his face with both hands and dragging him down to kiss his lip.Emboldened and full of desire, my tongue seeks his and we kiss passionately and irreverently as he picks up his pace.His rhythm is delicious, and I feel full and whole all at once.Nothing has been lost, not my innocence or sense of self.If anything, I ammorethan I have ever been.“Thade.”His name spills from my lips, an exclamation of love and lust, a prayer of ecstasy and joy.
