Page 205 of Never Kiss a Fae
He chuckled. “No. I have a gown for you, princess. One that will make you look like a queen.”
I swallowed. “You’ll tell me what to do?”
“When have I not?” he teased, nipping my lower lip.
“True,” I agreed, amused. “Okay. But I need to tell the others.”
“Of course. Just one thing first.”
I stared into his ocean-blue eyes. “Anything.”
“Mmm, I was hoping you’d say that.” He pulled me even closer, one hand tightly holding my neck while his other pressed into my lower back. And then his mouth took mine in a kiss underlined in power.
My soul rejoiced, my heart beating in time with his, as he lifted me into the air to press me into the hallway wall. I wrapped my legs around him for support, not caring at all how it split my robe open to reveal my intimate flesh.
Exos rocked his hips into mine, his hardening cock hitting me right where I desired him most. I missed this. Missedhim. And I told him that out loud, his name a conviction I’d whisper for eternity. His palm slid from my back to my breast, squeezing and kneading and eliciting sounds from my throat that I was sure would wake the others.
But no one disturbed us.
This was just me and Exos, his hard body against mine, his mouth tasting and licking and memorizing. And oh, how I wanted to remove the suit.
Yet it seemed sexier to have him clothed, especially as the robe hit the floor and left me naked and wanting against him.
“If we had more time, I’d take you completely,” he whispered, his voice harsh and sexy at my ear. “But for now, I’ll be satisfied with hearing you scream my name.”
I panted, shocked that my body could respond this way after so many hours of pleasure. However, Exos always knew what I needed, his touch a hypnotic caress that left me shivering and quaking for more.
And now was no different.
He pressed into me, the head of his hard cock engaging my clit through the fabric of his pants and sending me shattering on a wave of ecstasy that took me to another plane of existence.
Ourplane.
The one only our souls knew how to access.
I stayed there for several minutes, reveling in the feel ofus. He kissed me softly, knowingly, our bond singing in approval as our link strengthened all the more.
“My Claire,” he breathed.
“My Exos,” I agreed, smiling against him. “You can take me anywhere you want. You know that.”
“I do, but it’s nice to have your cooperation for once.”
I smiled. “A lot changed while you were gone.”
“I can see that,” he mused as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, his finger running up the pointed tip that still felt so foreign to me. “I approve.”
“Good.” I tugged his lower lip into my mouth. “Because I like the new me. I feel stronger. More in control.”
“And that will only continue to grow, Claire.” He pressed his forehead to mine. “You have no idea what destiny is laid out before you, but I’ll help you in every way I can. We all will.”
“That sounds ominous.”
“It is,” he whispered. “More than you know.”
“So tell me.”
He sighed, one palm cupping my cheek while the other clasped my hip to keep me balanced between him and the wall. “It’s your mother, Claire.”
“I know what she’s done, but I won’t make the same mistakes.” I felt it deep in my core that I could never betray my mates the way my mother had done with her own.
“No. Not that.” His blue eyes took on a serious quality, his grip tightening. “Your mother…” He paused, sighing. “Your mother is the one who tried to kill you with dark magic. She’s also the one who used Mortus as a puppet to capture me.”
My lips parted. “But she’s dead.” Which sounded like a ridiculous statement considering what he just said. Except, everyone told me… My eyes widened. “Elana said a body was never found.”
He nodded. “Because there wasn’t one to find.”
Holy fae…“My mother’s alive.”
