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“I’m so fucking attracted to you, Aeris. I can’t explain it. I’ve never met anyone like you.” Reaching up, he brushes a dark strand of hair from my face, and then slides his hand down to cup my jaw. His voice is awestruck as he says, “I want you, Aeris. This is insane, but Iloveyou.” His thumb caresses my cheek and warmth shoots down my neck and into the throbbing tips of my beaded breasts.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip, and I nod breathlessly as warmth pools between my thighs. “I want you, too, Callum. But shouldn’t we talk about what we’re going to do about the Rou?—”

His kiss silences me and I decide we can talk later. My hands are thirsty to do some exploring, too. I run them over his rock-hard shoulders and down his arms, then over his chest. I moan when the kiss turns less playful and more serious. His tongue licks along the seam of my lips, demanding entry. When I open up for him, his tongue snakes inside and mingles with mine. The pressure and writhing of our tongues dancing together, along with our lips opening and closing in sync, is quite possibly the most exquisite sensation I have ever felt. Every one of my nerve endings is on fire, and I have to fight with myself to prevent my wings from opening and enveloping him into a cocoon.

I don’t want to ever share Callum with anyone.

I want him all to myself.

No, I need him.

He’s mine.

Callum is my Kindred and I’m going to give myself to him.

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What in the fuck am I doing?

I just left one of the most dangerous situations of my career, was carried through the damn air over the city of New Orleans, landed in an alley, almost got sent to the nut house by my colleague for talking to myself, and now I’m making out with a damn fairy.

Not just any fairy.

My fairy.

My Kindred.

She’s fucking mine.

And... I’m a Sylph!

What is happening?

Is this all some figment of my imagination?

I groan when her soft, small hands roam over my chest, her palms warm through the fabric of my shirt.Nope, this is real! This is fucking happening.I decide to do the same. She wears a short yellow dress, the sides draped over our thighs. Slowly, I run my palm over one smooth thigh. She groans. I risk going higher and she arches into me, pressing her beaded breasts to my chest. Reaching around to the back of her head, I pull her as close as possible. We continue to kiss. She’s lightly rocking against me, teasing my pulsating cock, driving me insane with want. I’m not certain she even knows she’s doing it. But I’m rock-hard.

She has to feel it pushing into the thin layer of the tiny white scrap of fabric she’s wearing under the dress. I wonder if she’s a virgin.

Has someone else had Aeris?

Jealousy rears its ugly head, though, I quickly beat it back. I realize I need to contemplate my words and actions carefully.

Softly breaking the kiss, I lean back, trying to catch my breath. My fingers move to her face as I cup one side of her jaw, my other hand holding her flush to me as she continues to straddle me. “Aeris, I want you. But you have to want me, too. I’m not pushing you for anything, baby.”

Her eyes glow—actually glow—as she nods immediately. “I do want you, Callum. I want my first time to be with someone I love. I only want to be with you. Please.” She grips my shirt in her tiny fists, yanking me toward her.

Her first time.

Well, that answers my question.

No one has had her. She is mine.

“I want that… to be your first, Aeris. That you’ve offered me such a gift has me awed and speechless. But are you absolutely sure?”

“Yes, please.”She moans before she dives in to kiss me again. I kiss her back. Might as well at least get to second or third base before going all the way…

I want to experience itall.I want her to experience it all. Everything. I don’t want to slight her. She deserves to be worshiped.

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