Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
I didn’t know how or why, but I could taste his desire for me.
“Why don’t you know spells?”
“I don’t have any fairy magic.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t,” I whispered, as he kissed the sensitive point of my ear. Trembling, I forced myself to stay focused on the hunt.
I knew he could probably detect the areas of my body that delivered me into a lusty stupor. I shifted away from him, and he groaned, bringing those lips back to land kisses on my ear’s tender spots.
Does he really want me, or is this all a part of his seduction?
A smoldering sensation gathered at the bundle of nerves between my thighs.
I struggled with breathing, trying to concentrate.
I planted my hand on my ear. “So maybe we should—”
“Don’t block me again,” he snarled and gently positioned my hand back on the wall. “You taste so good.”
His mouth traveled away from my ear. A combination of relief and disappointment poured over me. And then he greedily sucked on the curve of my neck.
I gasped, throwing my head back and arching my breasts into the wall, the chilled silver teased my hardening nipples.
I’m still in control. Right?
I struggled to manage my breathing as he came closer to me, forming his body against mine. His erection pressed into the contours of my behind, engulfing my loins with a thunderous ache that shook my whole body.
“What’s your name?” he asked, and I was grateful because it brought me back to the moment—back to the hunt.
“Fatou.”
“Fatou,” he whispered back. His hands journeyed down my neck to the swell of my breasts and into the top of my dress, giving me the sensation of satin sliding over my skin. He stroked my nipples with the soft tips of his fingers and circled the peaks.
“Fuck,” I gasped and licked my lips as his touch consumed me.
He groaned, probably sensing my enjoyment and preparing to feed from my arousal.
Moaning, I tossed my head back onto his strong shoulder, relishing in each caress of his fingers. My nipples hardened. An undying desire pulsed between my thighs.
If this were another day, another time, another creature, I would bend over and spread my legs apart, urging him to pound his hard dick into me.
Tonight is not that night.
But he continued to toy with my nipples, each sensual rub over my peaks welcomed the possibility of his greedy mouth licking and tugging on them until I exploded. I moaned and then my eyes immediately widened as shock halted my desires.
What the hell are you doing? He’s an incubus; the female body is his expertise.
I edged to the side, trying to escape out of those delectable hands.
“Your skin tastes like honey.” He bit my neck like it was a scrumptious morsel he’d never tried, and then tenderly squeezed my nipples.
My fangs exploded from my gums.
No.
I blinked a few times, trying to get control of myself. Every cell in my body craved release. I longed for those magical fingers to enter me.
How long had it been since I’d been touched with true desire?
The other hunts never affected me. The lower level incubi only groped my body, just being newbies, walking in a sex-induced frenzy. But this demon right here made me rethink everything.
Stop it.
I cleared my throat, pressed my thighs together, and breathed in and out.
Yet a thirst for him formed within my body’s core. I lifted my head, battling with my want and my mission. If this continued another minute, my panties would be on the floor and I’d be begging Azar to let me mount him.
Think, damn it!
He nipped at my shoulder, his fingers still doing their alluring dance on my nipples.
I need to take control.
“Let’s go in the back.” I pushed my ass into that ironclad sword that I wanted to possess, rubbing along his length.
He’s so thick and long.
“Why would I go in the back? When I can fuck you right here.” He rolled my swollen nipples back and forth between those smooth fingertips. “I’m cloaking us from view. No one can see us.”
“Still. . .I want more privacy.” I arched my back into his muscular chest. A sweltering need tugged at my clitoris, dampening my pussy.
Concentrate!
I bit down on my lip hard and centered all of my awareness on the stinging pain.
“If I pulled your panties down and tasted you, would it be the sweet flavor of honey on my tongue?” He moved his fingers and yanked my dress down to my waist.
Cool air brushed against my skin. I froze.
“Don’t worry, sweet fairy, I’m cloaking us with magic.” He cupped both of my breasts. “So tell me. Would that treasure between your thighs taste like honey?”
“Let’s see.” I climbed out of his hands, twisted around, and closed my mouth to hide the fangs.
As soon as I faced him, he tenderly rested his hand around my neck, but didn’t squeeze. That hand kept me against the wall and unable to move forward.