Page 81 of The Barbaric Fae's Soul

I laughed, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling myself up further in his grip. “Even better, with any luck.”

“I can’t wait.” One of his hands lowered to my ass, and his fingers slowly traced up and down the slit there. Though he didn’t push me for more, just the touch alone was erotic. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No. You were being even more careful than you needed to.” I kept my voice playful, so he’d know it was the truth.

“No such thing as too careful with you.” He continued exploring me with his fingers for a few more minutes before he finally stepped back and grabbed a bar of soap off a small shelf nearby. The unseelie who’d built our house had really thought abouteverything.

Aev scrubbed himself quickly, and then moved his soapy hands to me. Though I wasn’t really dirty, I would never say no to having his hands on me.

By the time I was squeaky clean, I was horny again from his touch.

He rinsed both of us in the water before turning it off. I dried us both off quickly with my flames, and then he pulled me back into his arms with a grin.

My legs wrapped around his hips when he hauled me up off the ground, and his lips captured mine as he strode to the bed. I buried my fingers in the soft, silky strands of his hair as he kissed me, and I kissed the hell out of him right back.

Our mouths were locked when he found the mattress, our bare bodies nearly interlocked. His erection was wedged up against my slit, moving against my clit with every motion thanks to the slickness between my thighs.

Aev lowered me to the bed, and then pulled away. I grabbed him by his hair as he kissed his way down my throat, chest, and abdomen, and he stopped to look at me with his tongue in my navel when I tugged.

“I’m ready now,” I told him, and his eyes burned hotter.

“I promised you one more,” he said, then dragged his tongue down another inch further.

“Give it to me while you’re inside me.”

His eyes narrowed at me. “I’m no liar, Thorns.”

“Save it for later, then. After we’re permanent.”

Those narrowed eyes heated. “You’re sure about this?”

“Completely.” I didn’t even hesitate.

I didn’t need to.

No one in my life before I came to Vevol had ever wanted me strong. They’d never encouraged me, or believed in me. Hell, maybe they’d never even really loved me.

But Aev loved me.

And I loved him, too.

“I love you,” I said. “You probably realized that ages ago, even though I didn’t say it. But I love y—oh!” I gasped when his tongue met my clit, his hair slipping out of my grip as my hips arched.

“Love me enough to let me watch you lose control again before I make you mine forever, Thorns,” he said, before devouring me.

He played me with his fingers and tongue like I was a damn instrument. He made me move, and cry out, and finally, shatter.

I was panting and groaning when he stood at the end of the bed, opening my legs and stepping up to my core. His fingers moved slowly over me, teasing my clit and stroking my channel, making sure I was ready for him.

Despite the satisfaction coursing through my veins, it occurred to me that this was probably the way he’d taken Naomi.

“Are you sure you want me like this?” I asked him, propping myself up on my elbows.

He lifted his hot gaze from my core. “Positive.”

My body burned.

A do-over.

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