The possibilities were endless.
This was one of Kellan’s favorite series, and while he already knew the ending, he absolutely refused to spill one spoiler for me. Not even when I begged. On my knees.
Though he at least looked pained when I’d tried that.
“Shadows lined the king’s face,”he started, his low voice soothing, “and all we had were the illumination of the fireflies around us to guide our way. In the dark, his beauty was even more unnatural. Those hard lines and perfect planes, full lips and defined cheekbones. The wash of silver hair littered with hints of shimmering strands, and I hated how he consumed my every thought.”
Kellan’s voice, while deep, always took on this melodic tone when he read, like its own form of magic. I forgot everything that had happened today, and all the bad shit that would no doubt happen tomorrow. I got lost in this fantasy world again.
As they moved through the dance scene, stopping at the edge of the castle, Kellan’s voice grew lower: “‘What spell do you have me under?’ the king whispered against my lips, and my voice faded under the roar of desire unfurling deep in my stomach. Hot, unrelenting, desperate need.
‘It is you who have cast a spell, your majesty,’ I replied, unsure if I was speaking truth or playing my part so well that not even I could tell what was real or not. ‘And I don’t know what—’ My words were cut off as he kissed me. It wasn’t my first kiss. Or even my second. But Lady Stars above, there was a very real sense that it could be my last. Pressing myself against his much taller frame, I tried to pretend this was all part of the plan. But there had been no way to plan for this. When his strong hands bit into my thighs, through the thick material of my gown, I ached to feel that firm touch on bare skin.”
I leaned closer to Kellan and my breaths came out faster. I’d been so enthralled in the story that I jumped when he broke the moment with a laugh and kiss on my lips.
“The sexual tension,” I groaned when he pulled away.
His eyebrows waggled, the deep blue of his eyes piercing into me. “You have no idea. No fucking idea. It gets so much better.”
He continued reading, watching me between every sexually charged sentence as the king and the fae sent to dethrone him fought their desires. The next chapter was even more explicit, and as the king knelt before the female fae, running his hands up her bare thighs, Kellan adjusted our positions so he could follow that same path on me.
On instinct, I parted my legs, breaths ragged as my limbs trembled.
Holy shit. Reading was the foreplay I didn’t know I needed in my life.
“‘So wet for me, Starlight,’ the king murmured, his low groan sending shivers through my limbs until I was a languid, needy mess. ‘There’s only one path forward from here.’ He remained on his knees, his tongue tracing the trail of his hands…”
Kellan’s tongue glided over my skin, kissing as well, all the way until he brushed his lips over my aching core. My clit pulsed at the contact, and I arched against him, so wet that it slid between my thighs and down my ass cheeks.
“Next,” Kellan whispered against me, “he ran his tongue along her pussy, lapping up all of her arousal.”
I cried out as he flattened his tongue and slid it through my folds. I arched my hips, and he held me down, the book falling to the side as he used both hands to part me wide enough to wiggle between my legs again. “He circles her clit with his tongue,” he rasped, apparently having the damn text memorized, and my hands tightened on the sheets in response.
One day these alphas would actually kill me via edging, and on that day I’d die a fucking happy, frustrated shifter.
Kellan’s breath was hot as he huffed against my core, sending a clenching spasm of need through my stomach. My hips moved against him as I suffered through his slow, agonizing touches.
“He slid one finger and then another inside her,” he continued, his thick fingers filling me and leaving an ache behind with each thrust. “Both of them knowing that this was forbidden but unable to help themselves.”
At this stage, I was so damn wet that I couldhearhim finger-fucking me. I slid one hand around the back of his head and threaded my fingers in his blond strands, keeping him close.
“He didn’t want to waste one drop of her release, so his slid his tongue down her sweet cunt, lapping at the spill of desire.”
I gasped as Kellan’s mouth joined his fingers, his tongue flicking across my clit. I was so close to release, but I wanted to hold out until we reached the climax of the story.
“Sadie knew this wasn’t part of the plan, but as her body unraveled around his touch, she honestly didn’t give a fuck any longer. The plan could wait for tomorrow. Tonight, she was taking her pleasure.”
My body bucked against his thrusts, and as he moved his fingers harder and faster inside me, his dark-blue eyes met mine. Watching me, his tongue returned to my clit, and I was tumbling, crying out his name as my release coated his hand and face.
“Fucking delicious,” Kellan rumbled against me. “I could live on your pussy and nothing else for the rest of my life, Shortcake.”
Goddess be damned.
He drew out the orgasm, and when I collapsed on the bed, my limbs tingled in time to the spinning of my vision. Kellan crawled his way up along my body, the thick head of his cock bobbing tantalizingly before him.
He held his weight off me with his strong arms and stared down with a look that could only be described as awe. “You’re so perfect, pretty mate, that I think you might have been written by an author and brought to life for me.” He licked his glossy lips and groaned as he tasted me all over again. “Yep, my dream fucking shifter.”
I threw my head back and laughed, my rush of happiness taking me completely by surprise. “My goddess. That’s quite the line, Golden Boy. But I think I like it.”
