He laughed huskily, shaking his head, but his dark gaze never broke from mine as though testing me. “I’d break you. I’d break your heart.”
“I don’t care.”
When he didn’t answer, I moved another few inches closer. Hesitantly, I pressed my palm against his thigh, stroking the fabric gently between my thumb and index finger. He leaned back his head and let out a groan. His eyes flashed with danger. “Careful, Willow.”
“I know what I want.”
“You can’t take back your first time. Do you really want it to be with a heartless monster?”
I slid my hand further up his thigh to the edge of his groin, running my fingers gently along the seam of his pants. He leaned his head back further, letting his silver hair tumble past his shoulders, closing his eyes briefly.
“You aren’t a monster,” I whispered.
“You have no idea, darling. Butyouare an angel. I cannot fathom that someone so innocent could look at me with anything but revulsion.”
Feeling bold, I swung one leg over his hips, straddling him on the blanket. His hands automatically gripped my waist as he shifted his hips slightly, just enough to drive me wild. He was certainlyready; I didn’t have a lot of experience with men, but I knew what an erection felt like. His hard length pressed against my thigh, causing me to suck in a sharp breath.
His fingers kneaded into my flesh until it was almost painful. “Willow…” I let my hair fall forward, brushing over his chest as I pressed a hand against his shoulder and leaned in near his ear. Knowing how fixated he was on control, I whispered as seductively as I could, “Please, Severn.”
He made a guttural sound like he was fighting his better instincts.
I ran my hand along his shoulder to his shirt collar, where I toyed with the top button. “Do I have to beg?” I whispered. “Because I will. I’ll beg for you to take me right here on this rooftop.”
His hands hardened around my waist. His face took on an angry, almost malicious look as he pushed me backward with such force that my lower back hit the blanket. And then he was on top of me, supporting himself with one hand, glowering down at me.
“You have no idea, Willow.” His voice was low, dangerous. “No clue what’s been going through my head. All the things I would do to you if you only begged me for it.”
“I am,” I breathed, breathless. “I’m begging.”
He fell over me, claiming my lips with his own. It was an aggressive, rough kiss, as though he was still trying to scare me away.
But I didn’t scare that easily.
ChapterTwenty
The rooftop terrace was totally quiet, totally private, only me and Severn and the lingering sweet trace of birthday cake lacing our lips.
“Say you’re mine,” Severn growled.
“I am,” I panted.
“Say that you want me inside you. Only me. That I am your choice.”
My body was so overcome with hot want that I would have told him anything he asked in that moment. I grabbed his hand, placing it on my waist, urging him to slide it up to cup my breast.
He complied with a growl. He palmed my breast through my tank top, squeezing it roughly. He paused to yank the tank top and bra strap down over my shoulder, pulling it down until my breast was free. His gaze was drunk with lust and lack of control. He fell on my breast, capturing my nipple between his lips.
I cried out, arching my back, which seemed to drive him wild. He licked and bit at my skin until my nipples were hard and aching. His teeth dragged along my curves, torturing me until he moved up to capture my bottom lip again. He pressed against me, grinding his hips into my groin while he thrust his tongue into my mouth.
I grabbed the back of his neck on instinct. I arched my hips against him, marveling at the size of his erection. My hand went to the button of his pants, but he grabbed my hand, shaking his head slowly.
Danger gleamed in his eye. “I’m in charge, Willow.”
He laid me back down on the blanket and pinned both of my wrists over my head with one hand and used the other to tease my exposed nipple, which hardened more in the crisp air.
“If you want me to fuck you,” he said tightly, “then I’m going tofuck you. Fae don’t make love. We aren’t soft and tender. Is this really what you want?”
I nodded frantically.
