Page 27 of Lust & Lollipops

I lifted her off the sand and set her on my lap, turning her so her chest pressed against mine. Her arms went around me, and she held me almost as tightly as I held her.

“They’re a mixture between a stag and a large bird. The fae with the brown, furry wings are perytons. Kaden is the only one here.”

“Ohh. It’s deer fur?”

“Yup.”

“Wow. What about griffins? I think they’re some kind of bird, but I don’t know the details about them either.”

“A griffin is a combination of a lion and an eagle. Chris is the only one here. Many of them have white, feathered wings, but some are beige or brown.”

“And phoenixes?”

“Flaming golden birds. We’re quite beautiful,” I said, just to make her smile.

She snorted, and my lips curved upward.

Goal achieved.

“I do like the golden wings. Are your feathers soft?”

“You tell me.”

She reached a hand toward my wing, and my abdomen tensed.

“I should warn you, touching a fae’s wings is considered intimate,” I said, before her fingers brushed me. She deserved the warning, as much as I wanted her to do it.

Her hand paused where it was. “How intimate?”

“What do you want me to compare it to?”

“Is it like a kiss? Or a blow job? Or just touching your cock? Or?—”

“The last one.” My voice was strained.

I didn’t need her help imagining us doing any of those things, but she’d officially given it. I wouldn’t be able to get the mental image of her on her knees in front of me out of my head for weeks.

“Could be worse.” Her fingers finally brushed my feathers, and my cock throbbed beneath her. There was no doubt she’d felt the hardness already, but I couldn’t imagine her ignoring it after that. “Wow, they’re really soft. Do the other guys’ wings feel like this?”

“I’ve never asked to touch. You won’t either, unless you want to watch me kill someone.”

She rolled her eyes, pulling her hand away. “Since when do you get jealous?”

“Since I spent four years making you breakfast and doing absolutely everything with you, Loll. You’re mine, remember?”

“I remember you telling me that.”

“Because it’s true.” My arms tightened slightly around her back. I needed to let her go and make my way to the shelter again, but I didn’t want to.

“How will I know if any of the other guys with mental magic use it against me? No one told me what to look out for.”

That was my error.

I needed to stop getting distracted by her body. Winning the game was what mattered. I’d have an eternity with her afterward.

“Telepaths can read minds and speak into them as well. Most humans can’t sense when one is in their head, but because you’re compatible with us, you have enough magic in your veins to feel the discomfort of their intrusion. You’d notice immediately. Ev is the only telepath left.”

She nodded.

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