Freedom (Fae's Captive Book 8) by Lily Archer

Author:Lily Archer [Archer, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lily Archer
Published: 2019-10-09T16:00:00+00:00

14

Beth

He snores. I didn’t realize he did that. I stare down at him as the morning light paints orange beams across his body. Something purple and sticky coats his chin and parts of his chest. Wine. I can smell it.

“All night drinking party without me?” I drop down to my haunches.

His eyes open, and he raises one hand to his forehead. “Ancestors help me.” He winces against the sun.

“Come on.” I grab his meaty arm. “Up.”

He groans, but sits up, his abs flexing nicely to get him there. Then I try to pull him to his feet. Nope.

He holds up a hand. “One moment, my beloved.”

I pet his hair. “You should’ve woken me. I can drink anyone under the table.”

“Not me.”

“Yes you.”

He takes a deep breath and pushes himself to his knees, then to his feet.

“Okay?” I sling one of his arms over my shoulders and lead him through our bedroom and into the bathing room.

He sits heavily on the edge of the tub that appears to be made of some shiny metal dotted with emeralds.

I flip the jeweled handles of the faucet, and water pours from a golden grate in the ceiling. “Come on. This will help.” Kneeling in front of him, I unclasp his pants, then pull them down as he lifts himself with his arms.

His cock springs free, already semi-hard.

I look up at him. “Really?”

He smirks despite the odd green tint of his cheeks. “For you? Anytime.”

I push him into the tub. He lands with a small sploosh, then pulls me right along with him.

“Hey!” My clothes are soaked as I flop around on his chest.

“Let me help you, my naughty Xalana.” He tugs at my shirt until I have to put my arms up or risk them being ripped off. Once the top is gone, his fingers fumble at my pants.

“Hang on. I can do it.” I roll my eyes and pretend to be perturbed, but I’m more than happy for his attention after our argument last night. After a life-or-death struggle, I peel the wet pants off, along with my panties, then toss them onto the stone floor. They make a sloshing slap noise, and I sigh as I lean back against Gareth.

“Don’t vomit on me, okay?”

“Never.” He hiccup-burps.

“You sure?”

“Yes.” He wraps one arm around me just beneath my breasts.

“Still mad?”

“I wasn’t mad, my beloved.”

“Really?” I frown and turn off the faucet before the tub overfills. “Sure sounded like you were mad.”

“I’m frustrated. I can admit that.” He spreads his legs more, settling me between them and resting his stiff cock in the cleft of my ass.

I shift against him subtly, and he growls in response.

“Tease me and I’ll give you more than a scrubbing.”

My lips curl with mischief as I move my hips again.

“Filthy Xalana.” He lifts me so quickly that water sloshes all over the floor, then turns me to face him.

“I didn’t do—”

He leans up and captures a nipple in his mouth.

I gasp as he eases me onto him until his cock presses against my opening.

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