Page 210 of Bitten By the Fae

She hissed, her arousal perfuming the air in a luscious scent ofneed. I’d only ever tasted her in our dreams, not in reality. And I longed to rectify that now.

My palms slid down her sides to her skirt, my fingers finding the zipper and dragging it down. When it hit the end, I ripped the rest of the fabric away from her, earning me a moan from my little mate.

Her fingers threaded through my hair, holding me against her breast. I responded by taking her other stiff peak into my mouth and twirling my tongue around the tip.

“Shade…” She uttered my name like a plea, her skin heating beneath my touch.

She wasn’t cold now, buthot.

Energy sizzled beneath her skin, seeking an escape. She didn’t seem to notice, too lost to the sensations and drunk on the way they made her feel.

I continued my path downward with my lips, stopping to dip my tongue in her adorable belly button before situating myself between her thighs. Her lacy white panties were soaked through, leaving nothing to the imagination. I took the bands on either side of her hips and yanked on the fabric, snapping it with ease and leaving her naked on the bed.

Well, mostly naked.

She still had those adorable ankle boots on.

Her fingers tightened in my hair as she tried to guide my mouth to the place she wanted it, causing me to smile against her slick folds. “You’re in a demanding mood, aren’t you, pet?”

“Please, Shade,” she whimpered, her limbs trembling with the electricity humming through her veins.

Whatever had happened with the rock, coupled with me yanking her out of the enchantment, had awakened her Quandary Blood with a vengeance. That paltry collar around her neck would do nothing to help her now.

But I would.

“I’m going to make you come, Aflora,” I told her softly. “I want you to give me everything and let it all go, okay?”

“Yes,” she groaned, her nails digging into my scalp.

My cock pulsed in response to her throaty moan, my mouth aching to taste her. I needed this almost as much as she did, but for entirely different reasons.

She was mine, and I wanted her to know what that meant.

So I showed her with my tongue, licking her deep and thoroughly and fully introducing her intimately to my mouth. She sucked in a surprised breath and released it on a sound I wanted to hear from her again and again and again.

I hummed in approval against her slick flesh, then slid two fingers inside her. She bowed off the bed on a cry of pleasure, her cerulean flames glimmering across her skin.

Beautiful, I thought, adoring this unrestrained side of her.

No concerns.

No distrust.

Just lost to the heat of the moment and allowing her mate to take care of her in every way. I fucking loved it and wanted to stay in this place with her forever, but I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do. She needed her mind back, and there was only one way to return it to her.

“Come for me, Aflora,” I whispered, laving her throbbing clit.

She whimpered, her grip tightening in my hair as she chased her pleasure against my tongue. “Shade!” she cried out, her power erupting in a hot wave of energy that illuminated our bond.

I growled at the onslaught of electricity thrumming through my veins, my incisors aching to bite her and absorb as much of her as I could.

Not yet, I told myself, my muscles tensing in protest.

Our bond was on fucking fire. Her other mates had to feel it, but I couldn’t think about them right now, not with her quivering with rapture beneath my mouth. I feasted on her essence and vitality, driving her to the edge again with a few clever swipes of my tongue and groaning with her as she came again.

Glorious, I thought, marveling at her display of ecstasy. She reminded me of a goddess with her blue-black hair spilling across the pillows and her creamy skin highlighted by enchanting blue flames. Aflora didn’t seem to notice, too lost in her oblivion to realize she’d lit herself on fire with her outburst.

I crawled up and over her, reveling in the heat pouring off her and into me, and took her mouth in a passionate kiss underlined in possession.