she would not give in to. She was the Sidhe, the powerful one, but somehow Nathan had turned the tables and she was under his spell. She wanted him, and half-human or no, she wanted him to want her.
He caught her hand and pulled her into his arms, skin to skin, and kissed her. His warm skin against her made her cuddle closer, her breasts pressing against his chest. Were Sidhe men so warm? She didn’t remember them being so warm.
Tessa ran her hands over his back, feeling his muscles ripple as he lifted her.
“Is there somewhere you’d like to go?”
“My room is at the end of the hall, on the left. Are you carrying me?”
“A romantic custom among my people. Indulge me.”
Tessa leaned her head on his chest. She could get used to this treatment – to someone taking care of her for a change.
She waved so the door would open before him.
“You have to teach me some of that. I could use the clothes trick, since I don’t have any real clothes. I’d like to be able to wear something more my style.”
Tessa wrinkled her nose. “So I should teach you so you can dress yourself like a human? That’s not very compelling reasoning.”
“How about you teach me because you like me, and you want me to be happy here.” He dipped his head to kiss her as he laid her on the bed. Once he’d devoured her lips, he moved on to her neck, her earlobe – sending delicious waves of pleasure coursing through her. She arched her back, craving more of him, but he held her apart, worshipping her body with his mouth. Those flecks in his eyes, which seemed amber most of the time, glowed almost golden at the moment. He didn’t know it, but he was using his draw. He might not understand his Sidhe nature, but along the way, he’d definitely become a confident lover. His tongue swirled over her skin, and she leaned into him instinctually. One of his large hands gripped her wrists, and held her hands above her head.
Tessa frowned. “You employ our tactics, that’s for sure.”
Nathan laughed. “Do I? And here I thought I came up with those on my own. They’ve always seemed to work rather marvelously, to tell you the truth.”
“Will you let me free so I can show you some of my tricks?” Tessa wasn’t sure why she needed to prove something with him, but she did.
“Not yet. I’m not done.”
Tessa resorted to tricks anyway, turning so that his cock pressed against the cleft of her naked bottom. “I may not have my hands free, but I will have the upper hand.”
Nathan chuckled, his breath right in her ear. “You obviously don’t need your hands, Tessa.” A shiver ran up her spine at the sound of her name as he breathed it onto her tender skin. He kissed her neck, her shoulder, one hand still gripping her wrists. His other hand descended to stroke the line of her waist, then her hip. She couldn’t help herself, she parted her thighs before he even got there, knowing he’d find her slick with wanting him.
He slid a finger against her, and groaned into her ear , making her nerves tingle in anticipation and her belly clench. She lifted her hips, grinding her ass against his erection. It had been so long since she wanted a man like this.
He’d apparently forgotten about restraining her hands. When she found them free, she reached behind her and gripped him in her hand , the warm length of him driving a tortured moan from her throat. She turned around to face him, her breath coming fast as their eyes locked. He moved on top of her, until his cock pressed at her core.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He sighed as he entered her, “Tessa. You’re so beautiful. Like a woman from a dream.”
Her hands moved lower on his back, urging him on as he thrust into her body, his rhythm in perfect harmony with hers. She moaned as the pleasure built, and he dipped his head to capture a nipple in his mouth. Her back arched at the sensation. He thrust harder, faster, his eyes on her face as her body exploded in sensation, and she shouted
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