“Yes, you were,” she said. “You were so charming and persistent… and so incredibly good-looking… I was overwhelmed.”
She paused, and her face pinkened further. “I was undercover, as you know, and I was afraid I would let my secret slip in the first ten minutes of the ball… because I was so dazzled by you.”
Warmth spread from my chest throughout my body, making it even more impossible to move from our precarious position. I smiled down at Raewyn.
“And Stellon wasn’t scary?”
“Well, I was afraid of letting my secret slip with him, too, because I’m such a bad liar. But… no. He never scared me the way you did.”
The warm sensation turned into something like exhilaration. It might have been the happiest I’d ever felt.
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I purred in her ear then moved my mouth to her neck. “Come here and let me ‘scare’ you a bit more, Wildcat.”
Forget what I said—I couldn’t stop with her. I was never going to stop wanting Raewyn for the rest of my immortal life.
Chapter23
The Best Thing for Both of Us
Raewyn
Pharis wasn’t scaring me now, but hewasoverwhelming my senses.
How could I not be utterly defeated by that face, that voice… that body?
Though my mind kept telling me this wasn’t a good idea,mybody was speaking more loudly, drowning those protests in a deep pool of sensation, drinking in the feel of Pharis’ mouth on my skin, his incredible voice rumbling in my ear, telling me how beautiful and desirable I was, his hands moving over my dress and then sliding underneath the skirts to touch my bare legs.
This was not something I’d ever expected, but now that it was happening, it felt soright.
Stellon’s kisses had been wonderful, but when Pharis kissed me, it felt like a key clicking in a lock, opening some secret room inside me I hadn’t even been aware existed.
I didn’t understand it. It made no sense to feel this way when there was no way for it to last. It was foolish to get in deeper with him than I already was.
And yet I was doing nothing to stop it. What was wrong with me?
Why did I have so little control over myself when it came to him?
Did I have no regard for my own future welfare? Once our journey ended, I would never see Pharis again.
That was going to hurt, perhaps worse than anything ever had. And if we kept going, parting was going to destroy me—not to mention prevent him from taking an Elven bond-mate.
He’d be alone for the rest of eternity, like his father.
When Pharis’ lips left mine to move to the newly exposed skin of my chest, I forced myself to stop him.
Placing my hands over his incredible lips, I said. “This is pointless.”
Pharis engulfed my fingers in his large hand and moved them out of his way, determined to continue.
“We’re getting to the point,” he said between intoxicating kisses. “Give it a few more minutes.”
“You don’t know what you’re doing,” I tried to protest.
That gave him pause. He lifted his head and raised one dark brow sardonically.
“I beg to differ, Wildcat. As I said, give it a few more minutes… then try to tell me I don’t know what I’m doing.”
He tried to move again toward the sensitive skin his mouth had been targeting, but I slipped my hand beneath his jaw and lifted it so our eyes met.
