Page 210 of The Fae Girl 1

I shut my eyes unable to look at him in that moment, unable to see the pain etched on his face too.

His lips brushed against mine. I let him kiss me and then I kissed him back, even before I realised my lips were moving.

It was slow, careful.

And then our need over took us.

I threw my hands around his neck, gasped into his mouth. He held me to him like I was the most precious thing in the world. I lost myself in that kiss, lost myself in whatever was swirling between us through our bond.

He groaned, murmuring my name. As his hands caressed me I stopped caring about any of it, about what Uther had ordered, about what Fain had done, about even my loss of magic.

His hands skimmed over the clasp of my trousers. He looked down at me, scanning my face.

I nodded back and slowly he undid them.

I ran my hands over him, feeling that familiar strength of his body, that same overwhelming calm I always got from him.

He cupped my face, kissing me again, before he picked me up and carried me through to his bed.

I lay flat, letting him undress me. Letting him remove my shirt, my underwear, all of it. As I lay bare on his sheets he got up, pulled his shirt off and ditched his trousers.

“Fain.” I whispered his name.

He crawled back up the bed, kissing my skin, tracing his lips all over me as I gasped.

He took me in his arms, held me too him and as we stared at each other he buried himself inside me.

I cried out as he groaned. And for a second neither of us moved. Neither of us breathed.

I ran my lips over his, ran my fingers over my face as if this was the first time I was truly seeing him.

He lay still, waiting, though I could feel his heart beating so rapidly in his chest.

And then slowly he began to move, began to thrust. I dug my nails into his skin, I buried my face in the crook of his neck. His hands clasped around my waist as he sent shockwaves through my core.

That bond between us twisted. It undulated. And somewhere in the midst of it I found it, I felt it, my magic sparked, my magic came back.

Fain growled as he felt it ignite.

Our bond twisted it more. It unified. Like two parts sealing together.

I kissed him harder, gyrated my hips more as I suddenly felt my lifeforce healing.

We came as one. Both of us helpless as that pleasure overtook us. And as I lay panting in his arms he stared at me, as if in disbelief.

“You healed me.” I whispered the words.

He frowned. “I don’t know how I did it.”

I gave a wry smile. “Does it matter?”

He shook his head. “No.”

I wrapped my arm around his neck, pulled him down, and kissed him again.

I was healed. I was back. But more than that Fain was mine. Truly mine.

We were bonded by my magic.

And in that moment I knew it, that from now on he would be by my side. That Uther would never be able to use him against me.

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