Page 63 of Lust & Lollipops

And what we’d done on the beach.

And what I knew about mating.

“Kyle said a mate bond is formed with magic and sex,” I said, when I couldn’t stay quiet any longer. The movie was still playing, but that superhero didn’t hold a candle to the gorgeous fae beside me.

Literally, when you factored in Cam’s fire.

“If you want answers about that, you’re going to have to tell me which of the men you let touch you.” He lowered his lips to my ear and caught my lobe between his teeth, tugging lightly at the single piercing there.

My body clenched again. “That’s not fair.”

“It’s absolutely fair. I deserve to know how many males I need to erase from your memory with my hands, mouth, and cock.”

I squeezed my thighs together tighter.

The soft growl that followed told me Cam could smell how much his words had turned me on.

His fingers tightened in my hair, his other hand landing on my thigh again.

This time, it slid upward just enough to make me squeeze my legs together more tightly.

“You’re drenched for me, Lollipop. I can smell it. Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll do the same for you.”

I let out an unsteady breath.

“That’s not a good enough deal,” I said. “What else will you give me?”

“What do you want?”

The words brought me back to the beach, and the time he bargained for a hug.

“My own pillow,” I lied.

He chuckled. “Are you sure?” His hand slid higher, the side of his palm nearly brushing my aching core.

“Positive.”

His teeth tugged my ear lightly. “Alright. You first.”

I sucked in a breath as he moved his hand again. My clit was nearly throbbing with need. It was driving me insane.

“None of them touched me,” I finally said, closing my eyes in an attempt to regain control of my body. “I didn’t let any of them.”

He rumbled.

The sound was hot, carnal satisfaction. “Good girl.”

My hips arched.

Having him so close to touching me, but so far, was torture.

“A mate bond begins with penetrative sex,” he said, his lips brushing my earlobe again as he spoke. His thumb dragged slowly over the front of my thigh, making my hips jerk. “My cock will enter you, when you’re good and wet for me. I’ll be much bigger than the human males you were with years ago. It will take time to adjust. When I’ve filled you entirely, we will exchange vows. The words are simple, but powerful. ‘I am yours’. Our shared release following the vows will give you a portion of my magic. The bond will be permanent after that, but the actual change from human to fae is a process that will take a few weeks. Three to four, usually. Sometimes longer. Sometimes shorter.”

“What’s the process?” I asked, tensing as I waited for him tell me that it required pain, or blood, or some kind of sacrifice.

His lips curved upward.

His thumb dragged over the front of my thigh again, making me arch a little more.

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