He pulled himself up onto the mattress and crept between my legs, dipping down to place the tip of his straight nose above my bellybutton and dragging it slowly up my body, inhaling the entire time, capturing my scent. He placed his face in the crook of my neck, still sniffing, until he reached the tip of my pointed ear, his nose brushing it.
He jerked his head back and hissed like the tiger he was.
“I haven’t said a Fae damn word about your abnormal ears, so shut up,” I growled.
I grabbed ahold of his cheeks and pulled his face down to mine, and, somehow, with the urge uncontrollable, only tentatively pressed my lips to his.
That wasn’t so horrible.
I tried again, testing the texture of his lips.
I groaned softly and mumbled, “At least, you have nice lips. With my eyes closed, I can almost pretend you are an elf.”
His mouth curved against mine into a wicked smile and ground his cock against my soaking, soft wet core. “No elf has a cock this size.”
“Oh my Fae,” I moaned, and thrust my hips back up against his cock, grinding my clit against his hard length. “You had better fit, or we are going to be useless tomorrow morning, and everyone will know there is something terribly wrong.”
“To Fairy and back with the consequence. I’d kill you first before anyone finds out about this.” King Athon pressed his mouth harder against mine, done allowing me to test the waters. “So you had better open those skinny thighs as far as you can when I tell you to. My cock will be sliding in your cunt tonight.”
His lips plundered mine, shoving the back of my head hard into the mattress. I grunted in surprise, but pressed back and ate at his mouth, quickly losing myself in it. Our tongues touched, and his honeysuckle taste and scent detonated inside my brain. The urge fully ignited as we let ourselves go, no longer fighting the call.
King Athon’s right hand lowered and grabbed onto my left hip, squeezing so hard I broke free of the kiss and dropped my head back on a guttural cry. Solid black eyes stared down into mine as he squeezed again and ground his cock against my wetness at the same time, watching as I shuddered in pleasure.
“You like pain with your pleasure.” Dusky pearl lips curved into a sensual grin he hadn’t shown me yet. “That is an excellent thing, considering my size to yours. You will, without a doubt, feel pain while I am fucking you, elf.”
I lifted my hands and yanked his small, golden circular crown off his head, tossing it aside on my bed. I couldn’t look at that. It was just a reminder of what he was. “You had better be able to back up your words, shifter. Show me.”
King Athon ran a single digit down the center of my chest, his skin the opposite of mine, dark versus light. He dragged his finger down over my quivering stomach to the juncture between my thighs, already slicked wet for him.
He grunted and held my heavily lidded gaze, stating, “I will see if you are ready for me.”
In one swift move, he shoved two of his large fingers up inside my too tight channel. I gasped and jerked beneath him, my back bowing off the bed, my soft breasts brushing against his hard chest. I grabbed onto his bulky biceps the best I could and sucked in a labored breath.
King Athon had no mercy. He started fucking me hard with his two fingers, those shifter eyes staring into my elven gaze. He demanded, “Fuck my hand, Princess.”
My cheeks instantly changed from a flushed pink to a molten red as heat burned under my skin, and my eyes rounded in embarrassment.
He lifted a gradual brow. “I see. You like your partner to set the pace. Is that for everything?”
My lips pinched. “I suppose.”
“You are a submissive then.” King Athon hummed low in his throat, his brows puckering low with whatever was running through his mind.
I slammed a hand down on his wrist between my legs, halting his actions in a mere second. My voice held much warning. “I beg your pardon, King Athon, but I am no submissive female.”
“In bed, Princess,” he enunciated clearly. “You are a submissive in bed.”
I wasn’t positive I liked that new term. It sounded…demeaning. And I was no one’s fool.
He stated further, “You prefer the man to dominate you.”
Said like that, it sounded even