Lessons in Unseelie Discipline (Fae Taming Book 1) by Hazel Jonas

Author:Hazel Jonas [Jonas, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Sara

Crawling across the floor, my knees hurt more than the root in my ass. I’ve gotten used to the delicious sting. Standing up and getting on the bed takes a ridiculous amount of effort. A flush warms my body when my inner thighs touch together and slip with ease. The cool quilt greets my overheated back. I stretch my arms above my head, smiling to myself.

Despite the silk binds wrapping around my wrists right now—I’m the winner. Who does Lorne think he is?

White and gray fabric flies past the edge of my vision. The telltale rubbery snap and tearing foil tell me he’s changing condoms. Lorne stands near my knees, giving me a split second to gawk at his lean naked form before he crouches down, tossing one of my legs over his shoulder.

“Do you know why I call you princess?”

I open my mouth to speak but can’t find my voice, shaking my head instead.

“Because I’m an Unseelie Lord.”

A Lord? Wow, that’s an impressive enough title. The tidbit punches through the lusty brain fog and releases my mildly tamed inner brat.

“Your days are spent collecting taxes, fighting off marriage proposals, and maintaining the appearance of the town?”

“What have you been reading? No. None of that. Your test on Unseelies would look stabbed from the amount of red on the paper.” Lorne sighs against my thigh.

I bite my lip to suppress the laughter dancing up my throat.

“The title means I was bestowed a seat on the court by the queen. Not constitutes or land.”

A moan slips out from me as he parts my legs further. Pleasure is quickly interrupted by my nagging curiosity and disbelief.

“Wait, wait, wait.” I look down at the man between my legs. “How did you win favor with the Unseelie queen?”

A smirk graces Lorne’s lips. “I bested her husband in a duel.”

I drop my head back. Of course, he did.

“And let me guess; your job was spying?”

“No, but I did lurk in the shadows. Chasing off bad-faith visitors, breaking up arguments, and knocking dissenters down a peg or two.”

“So you were the queen’s knight of shadows, and you… ran away? Got exiled?”

“Planes portals need runes to work. The queen was concerned no one in the mortal plane would have the knowledge to rebuild them,” he says with poorly veiled hurt lacing his words.

My body tenses, jaw slacking as his statement fully hits me. The painful tone of his voice gnaws at my gut. He must be horribly homesick. If I weren’t tied up, I’d spring up and gawk at him. Or hug him. Or grind my pussy on his face.

“That’s why you teach?” I gasp.

“Enough about the Wildlands. You got your half. Now give me mine.”

Harsh, erratic breath hits my clit as he settles himself against the bed. I open my mouth to suggest I shimmy back and am promptly cut off. His tongue spreads my inner labia in a slow, fat stroke. Repeating the motion makes my legs shake. We moan in unison. The vibrations of his moan make my back arch off the bed.

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