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his skin as his muscles trembled beneath her
touch, and he held his breath as he watched her hands travel lower, lower,
until her fingers rested at the top button of his jeans.
                But
instead of popping the button, she looked up, and her eyes widened. “Your eyes.
They’re glowing. Like they did when we bypassed the lock at Marcus’s apartment
complex.”
                “Sorry.”
Cursing, he looked away. “Sometimes when I get worked up, my magic rises to the
surface.” His jaw clenched, and he began to move away.
                She
clamped her legs down harder. “Just where do you think you’re going?”
                He
blinked down at her. “I thought you wanted me to stop?”
                She
scowled at him. “When did I say that?”
                He
hesitated, confused. “My… my eyes. Usually when women see them, they curse me …then
they’re frightened.” It was why he didn’t have sex very often. Mages and
shifters wouldn’t touch the likes of him, and it was very rare he came across a
fae he trusted enough to remove his clothes around. Human women were the safest
bet, but it was hard to control his magic around them, and they usually ran
screaming when it came out. It had gotten so bad that he resorted to wearing
sunglasses whenever he bedded a woman, and wouldn’t take them off for anything.
Usually he just told them he was blind.
                Her
scowl melted into that tender expression he’d seen on her face before, the one
that was dangerous because it made him feel as if she might actually understand
him. “Your eyes are beautiful,” she said softly, cupping his face in her hands.
“You don’t need to hide them from me. I was just wondering if maybe something
was wrong.”
                He
shook his head. “The only thing that’s wrong is that I keep thinking that this
is some kind of dream, and that I’m going to wake up with a raging hard-on, and
the fantasy of a shifter female who actually wants to fuck me doesn’t really
exist.”
                She
grinned a little, then unzipped her jacket and shrugged it off. “Oh I’m real
alright,” she said, stretching her arms over her head and arching so her chest
pushed out a little more. “Why don’t you see for yourself?”
                She
pulled up the thin cotton of her t-shirt to expose her breasts, which were
round and full and covered by a lacy red and black bra with a little lock
dangling from the front clasp. Grinning a little, he popped the clasp off and
let the lingerie fall to the side as her breasts spilled directly into his
hands. She moaned a little as her nipples brushed against his palms, arching
into him more.
                “Yeah,”
she breathed as he rubbed his palms up and down, deliberately scraping her
nipples against his skin. “Do more of that.”
                Emboldened,
he squeezed her breasts more firmly and used his thumbs to rub her nipples in
slow circles, his fear of rejection rapidly wearing off. She squirmed beneath
him as he teased her, and he watched, captivated as a pink flush spread across
her cheekbones, her tongue darting out to wet her parted lips. Her gem-like
eyes were half-lidded, full of sensual promise, and he was seized by the desire
to watch her go blind as she came.
                Dipping
his head down, he took a nipple into his mouth and suckled it hard. Her gasp of
pleasure sent a rush through him as she tangled her hands in his hair, pulling
him closer to her breast as he pleasured her. It was followed quickly by a
surprised cry as he slid a hand beneath the waistband of her jeans to cup her
through her panties.
                “You’re
so wet,” he growled, his breath rasping against her skin. He lifted his head
and brought his hand back up so he could breathe in the scent of her pussy, and
she actually blushed, biting down on