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Story: A Strange Hymn
Des wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me closer. He leans in and gives each side of my neck a kiss, his deliciously damp hair dripping against my skin.
“I could get lost in you,” he murmurs.
He wraps my legs around his narrow waist, and I feel the brush of his cock, already hard and ready. The sensation of it makes my face flush.
“What’s this?” he whispers between kissing my reddening cheeks. “Is my siren…bashful?”
I let out a husky laugh. He’s such a scoundrel, even when he’s being endearing.
He nuzzles the side of my face. “I would steal the stars from the sky for you,” he whispers into my ear. “Anything to hear you laugh like that.”
“You wouldn’t have to steal them, Des,” I say. “I bet you could strike a deal with them and they’d come down for you.”
His eyes crinkle with amusement. “You give me far too much credit.”
Rather than answer, my mouth finds his, taking it roughly, my hand splayed along his cheek. Let that be answer enough.
His hold tightens on me, pulling my pelvis closer even as his lips match my passion. He groans into my mouth, and I move against him, my body impatient for his, my skin illuminating.
It’s been so long. Far too long. Suddenly, I don’t have a decent reason why that is. Our bodies have a lot of catching up to do.
He breaks away from the kiss long enough to lean his forehead against mine, and he searches my eyes, looking for permission. I move against him once more, silently encouraging him on.
He shifts my body ever so slightly, lining us up, and then he slides into me, his head resting against mine, his eyes devouring my expression.
It’s all I can do not to moan as I feel him enter me. And yet this is so much more than just sex. It’s him and me and this place.
If I could drink him up, I would. He’s my guilty conscience, my nightmare, my mate. The man who drinks espresso out of tiny cups and sometimes wears his hair in ridiculous man buns. The same man who likes the wild, wicked parts of me that even I’m not always comfortable with.
I roll my head back, staring up at the stars. There are thousands upon thousands of them, and their light kisses my skin. Between each one of them is unfathomable darkness. It’s all around me, inside me, making love to me.
Des pistons in and out of my core, his cock stretching me in the most exquisite way. I wrap my arms around him, pressing myself in close.
It’s no longer just the water that’s glowing. My skin is lit up, the siren thoroughly enjoying the water around us and the man inside us.
Right in the middle of the act, he moves us near the waterfall, where the rocky mountainside creates a wall of sorts. He presses me gently against it, being careful about my wings.
“Truth or dare?” he rasps, still thrusting in and out of me.
Wait, is he kidding?
When I don’t immediately answer—because my brain shut off several minutes ago—he slides out of me.
I make a pained sound, feeling empty without Des between my legs.
I should know my wily fairy better by now.
He dips underwater, moving my legs over his shoulders. And then, right in the middle of the pool, his lips press against my core.
Now I let out the moan I held back earlier. And thank God Des is underwater; it’s one hell of an embarrassing sound.
As I lean back against the rock wall, panting, I piece together thatthisis Des’s dare. For once, I’m not complaining about the Bargainer’s sneaky fae games. Especially when they involve his incredible mouth.
He sucks first one lip into his mouth and then the other. I buck against him, his ministrations driving me wild.
His tongue finds my clit, and an unexpected orgasm rips from the depths of me. I cry out as I move against him, my fingers buried in his hair.
How the clever man knows I’ve come is beyond me—like I said, my brain shut off long ago—but my legs slide from his shoulders as he rises. And then, in one smooth thrust, his cock is back in me, working me from the inside out.
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