The Savage Fae’s Mate: Wild Hunt 1 by Glass Lola

Author:Glass, Lola [Glass, Lola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-06T18:30:00+00:00

Twelve

Calian had changed into a pair of clean pants and was sitting on the edge of the mattress, shirtless, when I walked back into the room. His arms were positioned on the bed behind him, his body sprawled out, somehow both relaxed and tensed at the same time.

Damn, what a fucking masterpiece.

His eyes tracked my movement like I was his prey.

I’d left my pants in the bathroom, so my legs were mostly bare.

His gaze stroked my skin. Though the room was dark, I felt like he could see every fucking inch of me.

“Thank you,” he said to me, his voice low and sensual.

“On Earth, we show our thanks.” I sat down on his lap, and noticed his fingers dig into the blanket.

“I didn’t know if that would be welcome.” His eyes dragged over my face and then down to the swell of my breasts, where they lingered. “Nor do I have the experience you deserve from a man who would touch you.”

“Not all women want man-whores,” I countered.

He gave a low chuckle. “Do I want to know what that means?”

“Probably not.” I eased myself further up his thighs, so his erection pressed exactly where I wanted it, but didn’t rock against him. The pressure was light, making my body throb. “You don’t know what you’re doing—but I know exactly how I want you to touch me, and I’m pretty damn sure you’re willing to figure it out.”

“More than you know.” He leaned upward, changing the angle he pressed into me, and my body tensed.

“Put your hands on my hips,” I told him, rocking against him lightly. “Touch me however you want.”

His hands lifted to my waist, skipping my hips because they were covered. His fingers dragged slowly and reverently over the bare skin there, stroking and tracing it while I continued moving against him, just enough to make myself even more fucking horny.

His hands slid under the hem of my tank, the thick digits dragging over my ribcage.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” I told to him, trying not to arch too much as he moved toward my breasts.

“I want to bury my face between your thighs and inhale your scent.” His voice was low, his hands sliding further up my ribs until his fingertips found the undersides of my breasts.

I hadn’t realized the undersides were sensitive, but when he touched them like that, fucking hell, they were.

He took his sweet fucking time, stroking them slowly, taking in every fucking inch of my skin as his hands moved upward. When they finally found my nipples, my head dropped backward and I pressed closer to him, fighting a moan.

“I want to feel these hard tips on my tongue,” he said, his voice lower and more gravelly. “I want you to lose yourself to pleasure while I fuck your breasts with my hands, with my tongue, with my teeth.”

When I started to open my mouth, to tell him that orgasming from tit play alone wasn’t really a thing, he gripped my breasts hard enough to make me cry out.

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