Page 42 of The Dark Fae Princess
“I have more than one,” he says with a wicked glint to his eyes. “And you probably don’t want to hear them yet.”
“Start with this one,” I say quietly. “You must’ve thought about it?”
He hesitates. “Taking your innocence?” he chokes out.
“Mm-hm.”
“Are you sure you want this?” he rasps.
His eyes search mine, needing the confirmation from me.
“Yes. I want you.”
Adoration floods his eyes for a moment, then he drops his gaze. “I’ve thought about it. A thousand times. I go slowly, so slowly. I take my time with you, take care with this precious gift that you’ve given me. I worship you. I make you so wet that when you receive me, I don’t hurt you so much. I make love to you so that you scream my name, and everyone knows that you’re mine.”
My breath catches. I’m so eager for his hands, his mouth on me.
“Don’t rush me,” he chides me gently.
I chuckle softly. Seems his empathic powers are alive and well with regard to me too. “You feel that?” I ask.
He nods. “I feel it. I still can’t believe it, but I trust it. I trust you.”
“I trust you too,” I murmur. “I trust you to take care of me.”
He starts to pull my panties down, slowly, his eyes riveted to my pussy as he lowers them further and further down.
They drop around my ankles. I clutch his shoulders as he helps me out of them and then my shoes.
“Oh, Savvie,” he whispers and places a kiss between my legs, making my knees wobble. “You are perfection.”
“I want to see you,” I croak.
He nods and stands up. He starts to remove his shirt while I watch him, my mouth watering as he reveals his hard body to me. He has abs I want to climb up. His arms are strong, and his chest is so well-defined it is like he was carved out of marble.
“Gorgeous,” I murmur.
His eyes light up and then he drops his pants, waiting to see my reaction to his monster of a cock. I lick my lips, desperate to feel it in my hand again. It is standing erect already and I take pride in the fact that I did this to him just by letting him look at me.
He kicks off his boots and soon he is standing in front of me as naked as I am.
“Lock the door,” he says gruffly.
I nod quickly, cursing myself for not thinking of that sooner. I doubt anyone would just barge in, but my mother isn’t known for manners when it comes to her children and their privacy.
I throw a bolt of magick at the door that shrouds it in a fog, magickly sealing the room shut until I decide to open it.
As soon as the magick has settled, he scoops me up in his big arms and carries me to the bed. He lays me down gently in the middle and climbs on with me.
“I’m going to ask you one last time, Princess, because as soon as I touch you, I won’t be able to stop,” he says seriously. “Do you want this?”
“Yes,” I reply, as sure of this as I have ever been. Not a single doubt lingers in my mind as he nods and drops his mouth to my left nipple, sucking it into his mouth before he flicks his tongue over the peak.
I moan softly, fisting my hand into his hair.
“Do you like that?” he asks, pulling back.
“Yes.”
