With a primal growl Tae demanded, “Stroke yourself faster, baby, I'm about to come.”
I stroked faster; it didn't take much. “Tae, I'm coming!”
Tae pulled out and as he climaxed on the floor, I came across the glass. The Falcon outside shrieked, probably in gratitude, and spun in an arch to fly away.
Chapter Thirty-One
“Does that happen often?” I asked Taeven as we snuggled in his carriage on the way to the Falcon Academy.
“What?” He angled his head to look at me.
“Voyeurs flying past windows.”
“Ah, Falcons often fly over the city, and our eyesight is very good in that form. I'm sure all sorts of things are accidentally seen, but most faeries would never deliberately spy on others.” His expression tightened. “Did you not enjoy it? We don't have to do that again.”
“No, I did. I just don't enjoy the thought of someone watching me when I don't know they're there.”
“Oh, good.” He settled back with a grin. “Was that the first time you . . . put yourself on display?”
“It was,” I admitted. “And I'm surprised at how much I liked it. Especially since I don't know who was watching.”
“Yes, that makes it more thrilling.” Something shifted in his eyes.
“So, you've done that before?” I moved so I could see his face better.
“Shane, you know that I've taken multiple people to my bed at once. That, in itself, is a type of exhibitionism.”
“Not really,” I protested. “You're all participating. No one's just watching.”
“True.”
“So?”
“So?” Tae repeated.
“Have you done that before?” I shoved at his chest in exasperation. “Have you had sex while someone else watched?”
Taeven's expression went guarded. “Yes.”
“That's it?”
“Did you want details?” He lifted a brow at me.
I blinked. “No, I guess not.”
Tae sighed. “Shane, I'm a lot older than you. I've had more time to experiment sexually.”
“How much older?” I scowled.
“I'm two hundred sixteen.”
“Twohundred?!” I gaped at him.
“Sixteen,” he finished for me and nodded. “I'm assuming that makes me nearly two centuries older than you.”
“I'm twenty-eight,” I whispered.
“As I said.”
