I needed to see this book.
Another chapter talks about how the Nullens were once vital to maintaining balance here in the fae realm, but it mostly teased information rather than revealing everything I wanted to know.
Interesting.You said one discusses bonding with dragons?
Yes, though it was also vague. Why not just spit it out? Anyway, it can’t be real. I’m a dragon trainer. One of the best, if I do say so myself. If such a thing was possible, I’d know about it.
Such a thingwaspossible, though no one had done this for many generations. No one knew how to do it any longer. Yet . . .
“Your fingers have totally forgotten what they were doing,” she pointed out. “And my humming body doesn’t like that one bit.”
“I’m remiss in my lady’s maid duties,” I drawled. “Allow me to make up for it.”
“You can begin right here,” she said with a low laugh, taking my hand and tucking it between her thighs. “You need to pay some attention to this area, Vexxion. For a lady’s maid, you’re woefully neglectful.”
Because I knew it drove her wild, I growled in her ear as I slid my fingertips oh-so-delicately between her legs.I’m going to take a look at that book, my love. Later. Much later.
I like that I take priority over a book.
I leaned forward and kissed from her jaw to the peak of her shoulder.Always.
I hitched first one of her legs, then the other onto the sides of the tub, spreading her wide like a feast for my endless pleasure—which she was.
A flick of my hand, and a pottery bowl holding deep red liquid appeared on the low table beside the tub.
“What’s that?” she asked in a lazy voice.
“Something spicy and hot and slippery,” I said, my smile stretching my face once more. She was right that I’d smiled more in her presence than I had in my life. She cracked the lines of my face on a regular basis, and I loved that fact as much as I did her.
Only she saw beneath the beast to the man I was inside.
“Are we eating it?” she asked. “Because it sounds yummy.”
“Perhaps later. For now . . .” I scooped some up on my fingers. “It dissolves in water, though slowly. I believe you’re going to enjoy this distraction, my tiny storm.”
“You haven’t even touched me—not enough, I’ll point out—and I’m enjoying this distraction already. Bring on the red stuff.”
When I spread it between her legs, she sucked in a breath. “Oh, Vexxion, you naughty fae man.”
“I’m wicked, love.Wicked. Never forget that.”
34
TEMPEST
This delightfully wicked fae man was going to drive me out of my mind, and I welcomed it with arms wide open.
How could something as simple as his touch between my legs make need coil through me to the point where I could feel myself beginning to snap?
When I did, he’d be waiting to gather the fragments of me and knit them together, turning me into something even better than I was before.
Warmth coated me, followed by deepening heat. And when he dipped his fingers inside me, he dragged the fire along with him.
“Ah, fuck,” I cried, jerking my hips up to meet his hand.
“Yes?” he drawled in my ear. “Are you distracted yet, my fury?”
“I believe you’ll need to try a bit more.” I wiggled my ass allover his cock, savoring how hard it was, how thick. I adored how he was always ready for me, always eager. “Fuck, yes,” I whispered. “This is going to be good.”
