Night Fae (Dark Fae Kings #3) - Meg Xuemei X. Page 0,85
that had been repressed for too long started to awaken. All my senses swirled to life, piquing my carnal need. I hadn’t felt such unbridled desire before I’d met this angel, before I met all three of the new men today.
This awakening and arousal scared me, yet it thrilled me even more.
The beast had broken the leash and chains, and I liked it. It was as if I’d been waiting for this moment my entire life.
“What’s happening to me?” I breathed out as I shivered in want.
“You’re going into heat,” Elijah said, his eyes shining liquid blue. “Your mark manifested because it recognized me. It knows you’re mine and acknowledges it. My primal instinct has also awoken, and my cock has never been this hard for anyone before.”
His words didn’t make sense, but it no longer mattered. At his declaration, lust surged through me like wildfire. In its wake, nothing could survive, except my need for this male in front of me.
I must fuck him. I must fuck him raw and hard until he couldn’t take it, and then I’d still fuck him, and mark him as mine over and over. And then I’d fuck him relentlessly all over again. He’d beg and scream, but I still wouldn’t stop…
I widened my eyes and parted my lips in shock at my savage inner thoughts.
“The mating call is in my blood, too,” he whispered, his face twisting with restraint. “My control is slipping.”
“Should I run?” I purred aggressively.
I blinked. This wasn’t me. My inner vixen was taking over.
“Maybe you should run,” I offered.
“There’s nowhere to run, for either of us.” He chuckled darkly.
It only made sense for me to step toward the object of my burning desire, to take him. But Elijah pounced first.
His mouth crashed down on mine, raw and hard, his hunger unnerving yet turning me on like no other. Our breath mingled, his addictive male scent burning in my nostrils. I opened my lips before he even urged, and his tongue invaded my mouth, sweeping over my hard palate.
Pleasure buzzed from my cheeks, tingling and spreading all the way to my curled toes. I stretched my naked body against his long, hard torso.
A harsh male groan rose in the back of his throat, and Elijah lifted me up, wheeled me around, and put me on the high counter without breaking our hungry kiss.
He spread my legs and stepped in between them.
His devouring kiss deepened, his hand in my hair, his other hand cupping my heavy breast and fondling it before moving further down, sliding between my thighs and palming my sex.
Every cell in me came alive, and I shivered at his scorching touch.
He withdrew his kiss, and I panted hard while I protested vehemently.
“Your pussy is so wet for me,” he said coarsely, his voice seeping with satisfaction. “You’re ready for me. You’re ready to get fucked.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” I demanded like an alpha, like I owned the Underworld instead of the demon emperor. I utterly forgot I’d been a slave. “Fuck me.”
“You’re nothing like what I pictured.” He chuckled, yet he didn’t do my bidding right away. “I thought I’d never find an equal.”
He bent his blond head, his golden wings arching behind him. His mouth found my nipple, sucking hard, then traced down my stomach until he buried his face between my thighs.
His tongue lashed out, flicking at my swollen clit, up and down, and then in a slow circle. My legs jerked at the incredible sensation. I hadn’t expected that the tip of a wicked tongue could offer such mind-bending pleasure.
I was all new to this sensual foreplay, yet I’d become a player.
I inserted my fingers into his short hair to drag him even closer.
Easy, babe, he said in my head, his voice laced with the same burning lust storming in my veins, yet he wanted to show me that he was still in control. I’ll take care of you.
His tongue brushed open my folds and thrust into my heated channel.
I cried out as pleasure spiked my nerves. If he kept doing this, my first orgasm would come sooner than I knew. I reached out to trace the ridge of his velvet wings, and he shuddered at my touch.
He raised his head from between my thighs; liquid blue flame lit his eyes. I had thought his race was all ice and steel. I hadn’t expected to see such fire in him, a heavenly fire that could burn through the galaxy.