Feral is the Beast: An immortal witch and mortal man age gap fantasy romance (Cursed Captors Book 2) by Nisha J. Tuli

Author:Nisha J. Tuli [Tuli, Nisha J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

After I agree, we move on to other topics as we eat and drink our dinner. Ferran is surprisingly easy to talk to. He tells me the stories of his youth—the good parts—and even opens up about his father's passing and the curse handed on to him. He’d grown up knowing this was his burden and vowed to protect his people since he was a small child. He shares memories of his mother, who lives in the countryside, where he visits whenever possible.

After a few hours, the wine flows easily, and my cheeks have warmed. The king becomes more and more handsome the longer I’m in his presence, and part of me is glad I’m not leaving just yet. I’m not done with him.

“Tell me,” I say finally. “When you were ‘torturing me,’ seemingly to the best of your ability, did you really think any of that would work?”

He gives me a sheepish grin that makes a dimple pop on his cheek. My goodness, that’s appealing.

“I was hoping it would?”

“But?”

“But I really didn’t want to hurt you.”

I smirk and sip my wine. “Well, isn’t that sweet. Just mild torture, then?”

He shrugs. I really should be angrier with him, but I can’t seem to muster it.

“Would you have let Celeste fall off the balcony?”

“Absolutely not,” he says. “But you two seemed to have bonded, and it was a last-ditch effort to force you into cracking before resorting to more drastic measures.”

“Well, aren’t you a study in contrasts?” I quip.

He’s watching me intently like he has been the entire night. I put down my glass as I stand, and he sits back when I straddle his lap.

Then, he goes very still.

“Is this okay?” I ask, tipping my head, and he nods.

“Yes,” he croaks out. “Definitely okay.”

“When you were using the copper on my skin, you suddenly got very angry. What was that about?”

He licks his lips, and I watch how his tongue moves, hoping he knows how to use it.

“That was a mistake,” he says, his voice thick.

“Oh? Why is that?”

“You...I’m not sure how to say this. You didn’t seem to mind it.”

I laugh softly. “How very astute of you.”

“I thought it hurt. It seemed to hurt, but...”

“Oh, it hurt,” I say, touching his face and softly running my fingers down his cheek and along the line of his jaw. He shivers, and the sensation sends gooseflesh across my skin as my nipples peak. I lean forward and press my nose to his throat as I inhale. Gods, he smells good. Like fresh grass and leather and other manly things. “But sometimes, when it’s the right kind of pain, offered by the right person, it also feels good.”

He blinks and then swallows hard. “And that felt good?”

“It did. It can be intoxicating when pain and pleasure exist as one.”

He nods slowly. “I think I understand.”

“Do you?”

I shift my hips and smirk as the thick, hardening evidence of his cock presses against my pussy. I knew he wanted me. I roll my hips, grinding myself into him as his hands dig into my flesh.

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