Page 68 of Enchanting the Elf
Adelbert places a kiss on the tip of my nose then takes out a bottle of alcohol from the cupboard behind me.
“Okay. I’ll start soaking the raisins in rum and you can gather the rest of the ingredients.”
My mood shifts back to excitement and I tell my heart to slow down on the swooning. Food first.
“Teamwork. I like it.”
Using his mage hand in combination with his two physical hands, Adelbert sets out bowls and measuring cups and calls out ingredients for me to get out of the pantry.
I set the eggs, flour, sugar, and vanilla on the counter and gather the butter and milk from the fridge.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re really good at multitasking? That’s rare for a male,” I jokingly state the obvious. Also subtly recalling in the back of my mind how he was able to make me come with that magic hand while stroking himself to completion.
“Not that I recall. Why?”
“Well, you have bowls floating through the air with magic, and your own two hands are doing something completely different, and you’re also telling me what to do.”
Adelbert shoots me a smirk.
“Hmm… I like the idea of telling you what to do. But you’re also a bit bossy in bed. I like it.”
My heart stutters at him stating that so plainly and a blush races up my chest and burns my cheeks.
Fingers fidgeting, I mumble, “I don’t know why, but it seems that’s the only place I can find my backbone and ask for what I want.”
Adelbert pauses what he’s doing and steps in front of me. Grasping both my hands in his, he says earnestly, “I really like that. I hope you will grow to trust me enough to always tell me what you want, in every aspect.”
I offer him a half smile.
“I’m working on it.”
“I have a lot to work on too,” Adelbert admits.
“Like with your magic? Since the picnic you haven’t really used it on me.” Then I quickly add, “Not that I’ve noticed.”
Adelbert chuckles lightly and skims his hands up my arms until they’re settled on my shoulders. He waits for me to look him in the eye before he speaks with utter sincerity.
“It’s actually quite strange, but I haven’t really wanted to. When I finally gathered the courage to kiss you, I wanted it to be allme.Myhands touching you.Mymouth kissing yours.Mytongue tasting you.Mycock fucking you,” he adds in a sultry tone. “I was greedy. Still am.” Adelbert shrugs nonchalantly like this truth didn’t just rearrange my brain and everything I thought I had figured out about him.
“You’ve wanted to kiss before today?” I ask, focusing on that one specific thing.
“For so long.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“I didn’t know.”
Adelbert’s smile is a little wistful.
“In a way, I didn’t either. Everett gave me a bit more perspective when we were in Vegas. That certainly helped. But when I saw you out in that storm and the thought of losing you, it made me feral. Everything that had been holding me back until that moment was as good as gone. I had to have you.”
“No regrets yet?”
“Not a single one.”
Adelbert folds me into his arms and hugs me close, swaying softly from side to side. He places a kiss on top of my head and I snuggle closer to him, the way I’ve wanted to since I arrived in the Black Forest.
