Page 45 of The Barbaric Fae's Soul

I didn’t hear the fabric hit the forest floor as he stepped back, letting his eyes trail over my bare torso.

His hands left my face, sliding slowly down my breasts and over my ribcage. He stroked my skin, content with holding and feeling and gripping me.

“You’re perfection.” His words were a low, smoldering stroke, and my eyes closed as I reveled in them. His fingers dragged over my nipples, and my hips arched. “I want to taste you,” he told me, thumbs still teasing my nipples slowly. My hips were swaying a little, moving against the erection I could now feel against me. “Give me permission, Thorns.”

“You can taste me.” I stepped closer to kiss him again, and he kissed back without pause, or hesitance, or fear.

But then he pulled away, sliding down to his knees in front of me.

With one smooth motion, he lifted me by the backs of my thighs and pinned me to a tree. His fingers dug into my skin as he leaned in close enough that his nose brushed my damp core. A growl rumbled in his chest as he inhaled the scent of me, and his hands slid up to the waistband of my shorts.

“Take them off,” I breathed, knowing he was going to ask.

His fingers dipped beneath the fabric, and my chest rose and fell rapidly.

My heart beat erratically, my fingers slipping into his hair as he pulled the fabric down, and down, and down.

Aev’s hands stroked my legs slowly as he lifted my feet one at a time, freeing me from the hold of the fabric.

My eyes closed when my shorts were on the ground and Aev’s nose slowly brushed my clit, making me shiver.

“Eyes open,” he warned me, his breath light on my sensitive skin.

I forced my eyes open, and they collided with his. Our gazes remained connected as he dragged the tip of his tongue over my center.

A moan escaped me as he focused on my core, his gaze hot while he opened my legs and spread me wide for him.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he told me, chest rumbling. The honesty behind his words was enough to make me want him more.

I opened my mouth to thank him, to tell him that he was gorgeous too, but then his tongue was on me.

And the words died in my throat as he slowly stroked my clit.

My brain might as well have short-circuited at the fierce pleasure of it.

My legs shook as he dragged his tongue around my clit again, and again, and again. He realized I wasn’t going to be able to stand for much longer, and gripped my ass as he lifted me off my feet. My legs wrapped around his head, and he held me up without a problem. I rocked against him, making sounds I didn’t know I was capable of as he feasted on me.

And when I lost control, climaxing harder than I ever had before, he dragged his teeth over my clit, prolonging the pleasure as much as possible.

“Holy shit,” I panted, dropping my head against the smooth bark of the white tree behind me.

“You’re fucking delicious,” Aev growled into my core. If I wasn’t so sated, the words would’ve made me wet all over again.

He wasn’t in any kind of hurry to set me down on my feet, and I didn’t want the moment to end, but…

We had been having an important conversation before he kissed me and then distracted me so completely.

I eased one of my legs away from his face, and he lowered my feet to the ground one by one. “We still need to talk about the bond,” I warned him, though the words were halfhearted.

“I want it,” he said simply. I tried not to notice the tent in his pants as he stood up and then stepped away to retrieve my clothing. “I wantyou. Permanently.”

“There’s more to it than desire,” I countered. His hand brushed my breasts before he slid my tank top over my head, tugging it back into place as if he knew my body as well as I did.

Though we’d only just started getting acquainted that way, he’d definitely paid attention when I was telling him what I liked.

Definitely.

“It’sourbond,” he told me, kneeling in front of me again and easing my feet into my shorts before pulling them back into place. “Oren can mind his own damn business.”

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