Page 3 of The Barbaric Fae's Soul
My knees met the ground, and my fingers wrapped around his cock.
His head jerked upward, pain swimming in those gorgeous, bright blue eyes.
“If we create a bond, the pain will disappear,” I whispered to him. “It doesn’t need to be permanent—we can just do it to stop the hurting.”
His jaw tightened.
I waited for him to say no.
To reject me.
To choose pain.
But instead, he jerked his head in a nod and released his grip on his erection, leaving it to me.
His hand on the wooden chest remained in place as I slowly dragged mine down his massive length. I’d never touched a fae cock before, but they weren’t really different from human ones—just bigger.
A low, rumbly groan escaped his chest, and I released him for a moment when I reached the end of his length.
My hand lifted to his mouth, and the look he gave me was a question.
“Your tongue,” I said.
His eyes burned me.
And I’d never felt as powerful as I did when the unseelie king slowly dragged his tongue over my palm.
Or when I wrapped my fingers back around his erection.
Or when I pulled them down in a long, slow stroke.
His other hand was clenched in a tight fist, resting on the ground. The normally-tan skin was pale, because it was clenched so hard.
Naomi wouldn’t have wanted him to touch her, I realized, as I stroked him again.
And again.
And again.
She would’ve wanted him to hold back. To keep his desires in check.
Iwanted him to let go.
So I released his erection again, just long enough to pull my shorts down my thighs and then toss them to the ground, leaving me in just the simple tank top I almost always wore.
His eyes were even hotter than they had been as they took me in while I caught his erection again.
I opened my thighs wider, and as I stroked him, I slid my hand between my legs.
I’d never doneanythinglike this before.
I’d never beenbravelike this before.
But… I’d never feltexcitedlike this before, either.
Orhopefullike this.
I groaned as I felt the swollen flesh between my thighs.
