Page 140 of The Beast King's Bride

“What I need,” I whisper, reaching for him, “is you. I don’t want to wait.”

He kisses me again, his mouth hard and the kissing soft, as his hand lifts my nightgown higher. He’s still in his britches, though he’s discarded the shredded shirt and his chest is gloriously bare. I can’t stop touching him, running my hands over those sculpted muscles, over the scars and barely knitted wounds, over his strong arms, his hair, the planes of his handsome face.

“I miss the horns,” I whisper and he chuckles.

“Why would you miss them?” He kisses my cheek, my temple, below my ear. “I hated them with all I had in me.”

“They were a part of you. They were impressive. But I suppose…” I stroke his dark hair, brush my fingers over those delicately pointed ears that the horns had hidden for so long “…I can do without.”

“Am I not impressive without the horns? There are other parts of me to put your hands on, if you like.” He winks.

“I like your ears.”

Another chuckle. “Fine. If you like my ears,” he says, “I think you’ll find yours enchanting.”

“Mine?” I lift my hands to my ears and he waits, going very still, watching me. Waiting for my reaction. “I hadn’t noticed.”

“Neither did the Empress.” He reaches up, strokes the point of my ear. “When you crossed back into my world and the bond was consolidated, when you became my mate, you became like me in every way. I’m sorry I did not tell you it was a possibility. I never thought you would return.”

“Don’t be sorry,” I say in wonder. “I didn’t expect to return either.”

“If you return to your world, you will be hunted down by the likes of the prince who thrust the iron knife through me. You hate my kind.”

“Not anymore. If you hadn’t noticed,” I cup his face, kiss him soundly, “I like some of you a lot.”

“Some of us?”

“Well, you.” I kiss him again. “You, you, you.”

He laughs out loud this time, pleased.

With a glance of his eyes, my nightgown and my undergarments tear into two, the brush of magic tickling me. I yelp, not expecting it, as he bares me completely, the fine fabric falling to the sides of me.

He grins ferally down at me. “I like you, too,” he says and licks one of my nipples. It pebbles and I gasp, pleasure shooting through me. He teases the tip with his tongue, lightly runs his teeth over it, then sucks it into his mouth. His long dark hair tickles my breasts, my belly.

Oh… I feel so wet between my legs. His hand is again resting there, on my thigh, its heat seeping into me.

He switches to my other breast just as his thumb slides between my legs, flicking over the hot, hard nub there that makes me jerk and groan.

“You like this, huh?” He breathes over my nipple and I moan helplessly. His thumb makes another pass over my nub and I start to shake, the pressure in the core of me painful.

“Please…”

With a wink, he places a kiss between my breasts, then on my stomach, and without any real warning, he buries his face between my legs.

I arch up, unprepared for his rough tongue right where I’m aching for him, dragging over my folds, again and again. I almost come from that, moaning his name. But he spreads my legs more and plunges his tongue into me and I cry out, the sensation overwhelming, the rhythmic thrusts reminding me of when he’d been buried inside of me. It feels good, too good to control myself.

“Talen!” I shake as I find my release, rocking against his mouth, my hands fisting in handfuls of sheets and coverlets. “Oh Gods…”

With a growl, he lifts his head, his eyes going feline and glowing. It looks like the tyger hasn’t quite left him, I think, and the thrill that goes through me at the thought almost brings me off again.

“I want to taste you,” I pant, “I want to touch you, Talen…”

“Later.” He pushes his britches down, freeing his hard cock, gripping it in a strong hand, stroking himself once, twice. “I have to be inside you, I have to feel you.”

I understand that, the need to get as close as possible, to become one. I guide his face to mine for a deep kiss—then I gasp as he nudges at my entrance with his cock and then thrusts inside me all the way.

My back arches and I cry out inside his mouth.

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