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SEX FAE Chapter continued...
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Shelby sensed Kyle and his desire even though he wasn’t in the same room with her.
The sexual tension between them had never been so intense. And she remembered there were plenty of times in the past as passion filled and satisfying. Now, she couldn’t get
enough of him. She felt as if she were starving for him. With every minute that
passed, her hunger for him grew, her body ached with need, and her skin itched
for his touch.
Shelby couldn’t wait for him any longer. The room was stifling and hot. She rose off the bed, not bothering with the sheet, and stretched. The sensation
made her breasts tingle and increased the dampness between her legs. Her
insides were burning up, tight and throbbing for attention.
Although she didn’t know where he was, her senses knew how to find
him, and every one of them was on high alert, searching for him like a radar
beacon. The pull of her body led her down the hall in his direction. She
followed the sound of his voice and his delicious masculine scent through the
hallway until her vision narrowed and everything turned to shades of black and
white.
The closer she got to the sound of his voice, the higher the flames built
within her, and crimson replaced the previous visual grey and black monotone
shades.
Kyle was still on the phone.
She paused listening to the deep resonating sound of his voice. It sent
chills up her spine until his words cleared the sexual haze cluttering her
mind.
“Sex fae," Kyle said. "That’s right,
Dylan. That’s what Victor said. He’s on his way back here now.”
He paused while Shelby assumed Dylan
took over the conversation.
Sex
fae? Her? She ran her hands up her body and caressed her skin. Mmm, whatever. It feels wonderful.
“I’m not going to be able to stay
here through the full moon. She’s already affecting both of my beasts. Yes, I know.
Victor warned me I could be dangerous under the circumstances. He's convincing Max to come. I could kill her
in either one of my states without knowing what I was doing. You know I won’t risk
that.”
What was he talking about anyway? A
sex fae? His beasts? Had she heard him correctly? Or was the medicine he kept shoving
down her throat causing more weird side effects.
Shelby leaned against the cool
mirrored wall dismissing Kyle’s concern, and thinking only of how the coolness felt
so sensual against her heated flesh. At this point, running ice down her body
and letting it melt between her legs would be enough to send her into a lengthy
orgasm. Better yet, would be convincing Kyle to fill her and thrust inside her until
that sexual itch was thoroughly scratched, satisfying the hunger. Temporarily.
Shelby must have groaned because
she caught his reflection turn and look at hers. She watched his eyes and saw
what he saw. She was naked and flushed. Her breasts were swollen, high and full
with desire. Her nipples, tight little points poking through a few loose curls,
were aimed straight at him. His gaze dropped lower taking her all in. A strange
glow emanated from her body. Her skin glistened, almost shimmering with a fine aura
of golden particles that dusted the floor around her. She never felt so
beautiful before—never was so beautiful before. The sight of her own image
astounded her.
She glanced up when a growl filled
the space between them. For a moment, she saw a variety of desires cross over Kyle’s
face. Fear. Sorrow. Lust. Love.
Finally, resignation.
“I trust you, Kyle.” Of one thing
she was certain, he would never hurt her, even unintentionally.
He shook his head and narrowed his
eyes. They flashed with a reddish glow before he lowered his lids and his thick
black lashes hid the color from her.
He turned away from her and spoke
into the phone, “Yeah, Dylan, I’m still here, but I’m going to need some help before
Victor and Max get back. Give us a minute to get decent.”
He walked toward her, unwrapped the
towel around his waist, then covered her in it.
“What—?” she started to ask.
He only shrugged a shoulder and
steered her back to the bedroom.
The low growl she’d heard coming
from him earlier stopped. He tried to finish the conversation he was having
with Dylan while embracing her.
“Once Max understands the
circumstances, he’ll do what’s necessary to keep her safe and satisfied.”
“What’s Max going to understand?”
she asked.
He mouthed, “I’ll fill you in
later.”
“No, I’m not going to give her
up.” Kyle kissed the top of her head. “But I need Victor to help me figure out
how to use these damned wings and control this demon inside me before I test my
resolve on Shelby.”
He's not giving me up--awe... Damned wings?
When she lifted her head and
looked at Kyle, her knees buckled. His eyes were blood red, he was hard as
steel, pumped with desire, and behind him she saw humongous, talon-tipped black
wings. Shelby blinked several times trying to clear her vision, but nothing
changed. The shock of seeing him like that cooled her ardor. Fear was a
powerful emotion.
"You think these are impressive? Wait 'til you see yours," Kyle said and handed her, her clothes. “Put
these on, quickly. Dylan is on his way.
She realized too late, Kyle
was the only thing keeping her upright when he released her and turned to leave
the room.
Shelby sank to her wobbly
knees, too confused to argue. Mine?
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