Page 97 of Bitten By the Fae
She sighed in contentment as her falcon preened between us, its large wings feathered outward in a display of black and white. Aflora stroked the tips, her lips twitching. “You know you’re pretty, don’t you?”
“I do, yes,” I replied, fully aware she meant the compliment for the bird but accepting it for myself as well.
Aflora laughed and shook her head. “You’re so modest, Kols.”
“Extremely.” I waggled my brows at her. “We both know I’m attractive.”
“Do we?” She scratched her jaw, her gaze appraising me slowly. “Hmm, I guess you’re all right.”
“All right?” I repeated, arching one eyebrow. “Is your vision failing?”
She snorted, her carefree attitude warming me inside.
BecauseIdid that.
Iput that smile on her kissable lips.
Iimproved her day.
And it pleased me to no end to see her resulting happiness now.
She held my gaze, her smile slipping into something more heated as she considered me with a growing seriousness. “You’re more than all right,” she whispered, her tongue slipping out to dampen her lips. “You’re very much more.”
“More what?” I asked her, aware of the risky tightrope we both stood upon and daring to take a step forward. “Much more what?”
She angled toward me, her palm falling to the small space on the mattress between us. “Handsome,” she whispered, her glimmering blue eyes falling to my mouth.
“Just handsome?” I asked, leaning into her magnetic pull.
She swallowed, her hooded gaze lifting to mine. “More than handsome.” She brought her hand to my cheek, her opposite one still situated between us. “You’re gorgeous, Kolstov.”
“No.” I cupped the back of her neck, angling her head to the exact place I wanted it, my lips very nearly brushing hers. “You’re the one who is gorgeous, Aflora,” I corrected her. “Fucking irresistible.”
She shuddered, her sweet breath a kiss I could no longer deny. I captured her mouth on her next inhale, my tongue sliding in to duel with hers a hairsbreadth of a second later, and our worlds came crashing down together in unison.
I felt the intrusion deep inside, the rightness of our embrace locking us together in an intimacy that would never end.
She was beneath me in the next moment, my hips settling between hers as I pinned her to the bed. Months of foreplay between our minds led to this, our bodies coming together like two magnets that had finally removed the barrier between us.
That barrier was a reality I felt slipping away.
Cascading us both into a dangerous oblivion neither of us could deny.
“Aflora,” I murmured, my teeth skimming her lower lip.
I should stop this.
Should roll off the bed and walk out the door.
But fuck if my body would listen to my mind.
There’d been ample opportunities for her to access my power. Why would she do it now?
Because you’re distracted, a dark part of me reminded.
Only, she appeared just as distracted beneath me with her eyes closed, her body arching up into mine, seekingmore.
I kissed a path down her neck, my incisors achingly close to her seductive pulse.
