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“That’s it, naughty changeling Shohat you like, because I’ll be giving all of it to you Every inch of this body will bear ue never stops its feverish dance

So ht drown Each of his touches sends me deeper, and I ache for release and more—I ache for him I want hiether, joining as he clai until we both burst in sparks of pure bliss

My hips still, hs shake, and Gareth focuses onbite That’s all it takes Months of sexual tension explode in waves of pleasure,tongue He doesn’t stop, each stroke fro in a quivering heap

Pressing his face against ue even deeper, then laps at old eyes

“Again, my beloved” It isn’t a question And the way he laves

“Gareth” I shake my head as he caresses my too-sensitive flesh “I can’t possibly—” All razes my clit “Ancestors, help me” I bite my lip as hethrough me

“Touch your breasts for me I like to watch you pleasure yourself” He licks hard, and I obey,wanton paths across my nipples I’ve been a slave to a cruelparticipant inlooks and scathing touches Even though , the need twisting tighter with each stroke of his tongue

“I said one kiss” I can barely get the weak protest past my lips

“I would never break a vow to you, rins and presses his lips to ot to choose its duration”

I give up my half-hearted protests “What can I do? You made the rules”

“Rules” He laughs low and throaty, and I alain “There are none when it co in as I unabashedly watch hi me to my limit until I scream his name

And he doesn’t stop

Not until

Not until th left

Not until I’m sated And spent And utterly smitten with the dark fae warrior who climbs into bed with me, cradleshe’s ever found, the reason he draws breath, and that I am, above all, his beloved

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Gareth

“Fun night?” Silmaran winks at me over a breakfast of fresh fruit and warm bread

“Please pass me the—” Beth’s voice cracks

“My throat would be sore after a long night of screaasolden pitcher

“Is that an invitation?” Chastain strides in, his white tunic and pants pitch perfect in this desert land He leans over and kisses her crown “I think it is Those tere last night’s entertain”

“Why wait till this evening?” Silmaran cranes her head back to look at him

“You bring out the beast in me, my love” He leans down and kisses her with utter abandon

Old Gareth would have been embarrassed for them to break decoru Beth into my lap and do the same No Worse I would do much, much worse to her Now that I knohat she tastes like, all I can think about is licking her until she shatters in that exquisite way of hers My cock hardens immediately, and the feral demands I ain for it … yet

“Oh, for the love of the Ancestors” Parnon stoaze hard as he peruses the dining table

“You’re up!” Silmaran pops to her feet and hurries over to him

“Stop your fussing” He grih he protests, he pats her gently on the back and his eyes are war dramatic”

“Glad to have you with us” Chastain rises and clasps forearms with him

“Enough frittering aords on roaning as he leans on it

Nemar claps him on the back and Eldra pushes a plate full of food toward hi a hunk of cheese in one bite, then s

“Thank you” His lance that reinforces his

“You’re welcome” I nod

His answering grunt is all I need to retire the subject andon Beth’s plate while she gawks at me “Two days isn’t much time for preparation” Then I slice her pieces of cheese thin just the way she likes and layer them on top of the bread like tiles on a roof, also the way she likes

“Do you always cut her food for her?” Silmaran asks