“Your body won’t be prepared to take your whole portion of my power at once. The first time we’re together after the vows will ignite the change, but you’ll need more magic to fuel it when you’ve burned through what I’ve given you. The need will feel similar to hunger as you become fae. Lust will set in when you need more of my magic, and we’ll fuck until you have what you need.”
I let out a long breath. “Wow. Can’t say I was expecting that.”
He chuckled.
“The other guys did proposition me, though. Having sex with them wouldn’t have started a bond, would it?” I asked.
“No. The vows come first. You have to choose to take a mate before he can give you his power.”
Give me his power… with his cock.
Fantastic.
I squeezed my thighs together, and the motion forced his hand just a little higher. The edge of his pinky was up against my clit. Though the touch was light, it made me want more.
“What’s the point of the pheromones, then?” I asked, my voice wobbling a bit.
“Your body was created to be fae, it just lacks the magic needed to get there. The pheromones tell us that you’re ready to change.”
Right.
“So after the game is over, what happens? I choose… someone… and we go back to their house and have a lot of sex?”
“The Society purchased a large beach house on an island not far from here. It’ll be ours for the week following the end of the game. The first week of the change is supposed to be the most intense. After that, it’s manageable.”
“How will I change, exactly?”
“My magic will be equally yours. You’ll burn with fire, in here.” He freed his hands from between my thighs, trailing it up the front of my towel until he tapped the center of my chest.
My legs clenched tighter.
“You’ll develop wings, here.” His hand slid beneath my shoulders, lightly tracing a line over my spine. “Shifting back to human form will take time. You’ll slowly transition to your fae form as the change occurs, and there’s no way to switch back until after it’s through. Even then, it will be difficult. It’s usually two to three months before you can see this version of yourself in the mirror again.”
“What does it feel like to have wings?”
“Powerful.”
A shiver rolled down my spine.
His lips curved upward. “Sensual, too. You’ll like it, Lolli.”
“How is it sensual?”
“Wings are erogenous zones. They make you stronger, but expose you as well.”
“Can I feel yours?”
“Of course.” He didn’t bother sitting up. A moment later, his wings were spread out behind us, his horns curving off his head. “You know how my body will react.”
I warmed with the reminder of the way I’d touched his wings on the beach. His cock had throbbed hard beneath me.
He could smell how much I wanted him, so it wouldn’t kill him to deal with an erection.
Reaching out, I dragged my fingertips lightly over the silken feathers of his gorgeous, golden wings. He tensed beneath me, his grip on my hair tightening.
His free hand landed on my abdomen over the towel, and pressed down lightly as if he was trying to stop himself from touching me.
“Are the cameras watching?” I whispered.