A Kiss From a Faerie King by Charlotte Swan

Author:Charlotte Swan [Swan, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781960615039
Published: 2024-03-27T18:30:00+00:00

8

EMRYS

Laurelle was made for the sun.

Her soft skin welcomes the heat of its rays. Standing along the sandy shore, crystal blue water laps at our feet. It’s shockingly cool against the humid temperature.

A gentle, salty breeze blows a few of her curls that cling to her temples. A cluster of white birds caw overhead, and I can see a pair of sparkling fish swimming close to shore a couple of feet away. I rarely come here. This part of my realm is tucked away—far from the prying eyes of my subjects. What The Great Oak needed with a beach, I do not know, but I’ve never been more grateful for it.

Whisking Laurelle here and watching her brown eyes glow with excitement had been worth it. Her plump lips remain slightly parted as she takes in the rising tide. My blood screams to kiss her—to lay her out on the sand and claim her in a soul-connecting way that would leave no questions about my devotion to her.

My new goal quells my rampant lust. Earning her love.

The meadow has been dying for years at this point. What will waiting a little longer to complete the ritual with Laurelle hurt? Especially when the prize at the end is as sweet as my blossom.

Does she think her desire for love is foolish? It is not. If only she knew that I am way passed loving her. I’m obsessed—hungry and all-consumed by her mere presence.

Not just for her body, even though I can’t wait to be inside of her and feel her smooth thighs against my hips. I’m obsessed with her. I want to hold her down and demand she tell me everything she’s ever felt. Every thought she’s ever had. I want to know her fears, her dreams, and above all else, her desires.

My chest feels tight at the thought of her. Her beauty is beyond compare. Especially now, as she sparkles in the sun. Her body is soft and supple, her curves highlighted in her thin dress. The hem of which is already covered in sand.

“This is so lovely,” she sighs, her sweet voice catching me off guard. I want to swallow the sound of it. “How is it possible? For us to be this far underground, how is there a full ocean?”

My mouth twists into a grin as I look down at her.

“Anything is possible in the faerie realm. Magic makes it so.”

Laurelle giggles, and her hands go to the tie on her braid. Gently, she pulls the silk ribbon free and shakes out her curls. Raking her fingers through her hair, she gathers it at the top of her head before twisting it into a loose knot. Her hands work to secure the ribbon around the bun once, then twice, to no avail.

I chuckle before capturing her hands with my own. Using my claws to scratch her scalp she sighs. Twisting my wrist, I reform the bun before tying it securely with the ribbon. A few loose curls cling to her graceful neck and along the sides of her face.

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