She whimpered, her body stilling as if listening for his touch.
“You don’t know how much I want you.” He slid his finger over her slit, spreading her nectar all around. He felt her legs begin to tremble, her ass arching to give him better access. “Do you want me too, Faye?”
“Yessss.
“Say it.”
“I want you, Cade. Please.”
He loved the need in her voice. He got up to get a condom out of his wallet and she twisted to look at him.
“But what if I lose my powers?”
“What part of sex do you think would make it happen? Because you’ve already orgasmed, and didn’t lose them. And I penetrated you with my fingers, and you didn’t lose them. What makes you think it will be different with my cock?”
The line between her brow deepened. “Maybe it’s the semen? Maybe you shouldn’t come in me?”
He beamed and held up the condom. “In that case, I’ve gotcha covered.”
“Okay, but what about your feet? What if I lose my powers and I can’t change them back? Or even if I don’t lose my powers but I never figure out how to fix my mistake? What then?” Her eyes welled with tears again.
He leaned on the bed beside her again and cupped herface. “Then we’ll figure it out, together. We’ll find another fairy, or I’ll get surgery. We’ll work it out. I forgive you, whether you can fix it or not.”
“Are you sure?”
He grabbed the back of her head and did what he’d been dying to do ever since he brought Faye home. He claimed her mouth, kissing her deeply. Her lips parted for him, sliding across his, tentatively. He slid his tongue into her mouth and she moaned.
She rolled to her back, her arms twining around his neck, urging him on. The fire crackled roared in the fireplace. The room seemed to glow pink.
His wolf was right at the surface, eager to claim the little fairy as his. A growl rose up in his throat. He broke away, pushing her back to her belly. “If I wait any longer, I will explode.” He arranged her hips over the side of the bed again. “Spread those long legs, little slave. I’m taking you from behind, because I’m an ass man, if you hadn’t guessed.”
She let out a husky laugh, waggling her butt from side to side, driving the beast within him mad with lust.
Rolling on the condom, he eased inside her tight, wet channel, taking his time to allow her to get accustomed to the stretch. “Are you okay, little fairy?” he asked when he’d entered fully. He started moving, gliding in and out in a slow rhythm.
“Yes,” she breathed.
He closed his eyes, willing himself to stay in control, but she felt too good. Being inside her drove his wolf mad.
He moved a little faster, a little harder.
She cried out in what sounded like pleasure, but he had to double check.
“Still okay, sweetheart?”
“Yes! Fuck me, Cade. Fuck me, harder.”
What? Damn. Apparently fairiesdolove sex.
His wolf went wild.
He roared, grabbing a fistful of her hair and bucking against her, forgetting gentle in his instinctual drive to claim her.
“Yes!”
Fate. She was killing him. It took everything he had not to let the beast out and mark her for his own. He closed his eyes, pumping into her, trying to inhale in deep, cleansing breaths.
“No condom! No condom, no condom, no condom, Cade!”
