Raxx stared at the princess, dumbfounded “You really are incredible.”
“You’re only saying that because I’m getting undressed for you,” Faye teased.
“No, really – Tabitha was right, no one should be able to do the things you do without training, I...” Raxx trailed off as the faerie tugged her breeches down over her hips, exposing her thighs.
Faye sat back on her bottom for a moment to pull each of her feet free. No sooner had she kicked the breeches off, Raxx sprang into action.
Disembodying into the shadow realm momentarily, he used his energy to move her rather than his physical form. Raxx scooped his arms beneath her bottom and flipped her over onto her back.
Faye gasped and laughed with surprise as Raxx re-materialised on his knees before her. He kept his bare torso a safe distance away, but tucked his leather-clad knees beneath her thighs, encouraging them to spread wider to accommodate him.
Faye watched with wide eyes as his wings unfurled and opened, wrapping around to almost encapsulate them. Raxx dug the sharp claws at the tips into the bed, not caring as they ripped into the soft material, to gain purchase as he leaned over the princess, without having to use his arms.
Raxx snatched the silk vest and placed it carefully over the bottom half of Faye’s face.
“Watch your bare thighs against my hips, keep them wide for me. You’ll burn me if you close them to squeeze me,” he warned.
Faye whined and her brows knitted together. “I’ll try, but I can’t promise I won’t forget.”
“Just don’t take offence if I leap off you with a yelp.” Raxx grinned.
“Never again, don’t worry.”
“Hold that still.”
Faye held the material in place at the side of her face as Raxx leant in over her to press his mouth against hers once more. The bed springs creaked as his wings took his weight for him, leaving his gloved hands free to roam over Faye’s body.
He massaged her mouth through the silk with his own and ran his hands across her collar bones, trailing down to tease her nipples through the thin material of her undershirt. He barely resisted a satisfied smile as he felt them harden for him.
Faye’s thighs flexed either side of his hips, but she resisted squeezing them closed, instead releasing a small, frustrated moan.
Raxx reached a hand down between their bodies to adjust his arousal, fuelled by the sight, smell and sound of Faye so close to him, into a more comfortable position. They had barely begun touching one another, and yet he was more than primed, so aroused it was painful.
Raxx trailed his fingertips down Faye’s stomach, pleased when she arched her body up to him. Her thighs quivered again as she fought to keep them spread. She turned her face away, breaking their kiss and gasping for air as she ripped the silk away from her mouth. Her hands balled into fists between them as she instinctively kept trying to reach for him.
“Hands off,” Raxx whispered. “Put them under your head, if you’re struggling to keep them to yourself.”
“This is so much harder than I thought it would be,” Faye whined, arcing her body up to him once more. “I don’t think I can do this.”
“Let’s at least try, hm?”
Raxx stroked his gloved fingertips between Faye’s legs, over the curve of her pubic bone. His majick crackled warningly and, quicker than he ever thought possible, he disembodied just as her thighs shuddered and attempted to squeeze closed around him.
“Sorry,” Faye cried, spreading herself once more.
When he was certain it was safe, Raxx re-materialised with a grin. “You’re right, that’s not going to work. I need my shirt back on at least to protect me.”
Faye scowled, but nodded.
Raxx got up to scoop his undershirt off the floor. He shrugged it back on, taking care to tuck his wings through the openings before quickly buttoning the shirt up. The buttons were mismatched and he had barely fastened more than three or four, but he didn’t care.
When he turned back to bed, he was greeted with a welcome sight. Faye had pulled the crotch of her underwear to one side, exposing herself. Her fingers delicately stroked her pretty pink flesh as her toes curled against the bed sheets.
Clearly caught up in the moment, Faye didn’t notice him disembody. She startled as he hooked his fingers around her underwear.
“Take these off,” he whispered, his voice deep and gravelly with desire.
Faye nodded and lifted her hips up for him to pull them free. Raxx dropped them onto the bed and carefully took up his position between her thighs once more. This time the view he was presented with was even more delicious.
