I went to lean towards him and he pulled me away with a sinful grin before his hands slid down my sides to the hem of my dress. "Ye will beg me, Violet." He slowly lifted my wet dress. I shivered as the wet fabric moved over my heated skin as he pulled it off and tossed it towards the shore.
Slightly embarassed I crossed my arms over my chest and he gave a heavy rumble before he grabbed my wrists, pulling my arms away from my chest. His hot gaze raked over my form and I inhaled deeply at the feeling it caused me. "Doona hide from me, pixie." He removed his hair tie, letting the long strands loose before he leaned closer, trailing his nose up my neck, his hot breath brushing my ear. "I'm without words." I shuddered under the words, my mouth going dry.
His lips trailed the shell of my ear and goosebumps erupted over my skin. "Stunnin' ye are. Leave a male achin'." I flushed at the praise, feeling warm despite the coolness of the water that flowed around us. I grasped his arms with my hands, digging my fingers into his muscles as I lifted my chin, tilting my head to the side. "Good pixie." The words were a rasping whisper as he buried his hand into my hair and pulled my head further to the side before his lips trailed over my neck, his stubble scratching my sensitive skin.
"What are you doing?" It came out like a gasp and he pulled away allowing my head to straighten as his azure gaze pierced into mine.
"Takin' care of ye." He shifted beneath me before standing up, holding me close. I shivered as the air moved over my wet skin. He slowly turned me around, his hands smoothing down my sides, leaving me shuddering underneath his hot touch. "Sit, pixie." He slowly pressed down on my shoulders and I slowly sat down in the water, listening to the sounds of water moving behind me. It didn't take long before his hands were on me once more. I arched my back, inhaling deeply at the feeling of his hands sliding over my skin.
He rubbed my skin, clearing away the dirt and sweat that had gathered over the past few days. I couldn't help the faint groan I let out as I leaned against his chest. He cleaned me, his broad palms washing away the remants of the last few days. After a few moments of relishing being clean, I inhaled sharply as he pulled me closer, his shaft felt overly large pressed against my ass and it throbbed against me. I blinked rapidly as he let out a low growl, the sound vibrating my back. "Feel what ye do t' me, Violet. Ye could make me beg if I was a lesser male." He gave a low chuckle, the sound rolling over my skin in a way that felt indecent.
He slowly slid his hand up my stomach and his thumb brushed against the bottom of my breast. I bit my lip closing my eyes and just experiencing his touch. For a moment I could believe that there was more between us than just physical attraction. Deep down there was a big part of me that wanted to be loved, to know how it felt to be loved by someone. It was easy to pretend that there was that aspect between us but I knew the truth. It was just sex.
His hand cupped my breast and I gave a small moan, arching my back to press my breast further into his palm. He pressed his face into the crook of my shoulder, his teeth dragging over my neck. His fingers moved over my nipple and I inhaled sharply. Sure it was just sex but I knew it was going to be pretty fucking mind blowing. My body felt overly sensitive and each touch he gave me made me feel like liquid heat was rolling through my veins. No one had ever touched me the way he did. The Fae males I had been with had been attentive but it had been a cool attentiveness, a passing thought to the situation.
His lips trailed up my neck and I shivered, wiggling with my need. My body felt over heated and when he shifted his hand to my other breast, his thumb stroking my aching nipple, I shuddered underneath the touch. I leaned firmer against him, pressing against his large and firm chest. My eyes fluttered closed and I leaned my head back against his shoulder as I gave into the feelings coursing through me.
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Shadow of the Beast (Twisted Dark #2)
Paranormal~~~ Twisted Dark, Book II ~~~ Violet has never belonged to herself. She has been under the thumb of a cruel Elder Witch named Irma since before she could remember. Spending her life as an experiment in Coven Thirteen or as a shopkeep in a...
