whoa. The way that you kiss me…” She could only shake her head with a dazed look.
“That’s a good thing, yes?” he asked, stroking his fingers down her cheek lightly. Brushing his nose to hers, he smiled at her nod. “Good.” Cupping her face, he kissed her again, his hands roaming down her side to her shift and inched it up enough to find skin. Running his fingers around the band of flesh, he sucked on her tongue gently.
Rimi wanted him to touch more of her skin. She now wished she hadn’t put on so many clothes, but she did so. “I need you.” Dammit she needed him. She wasn’t ashamed to admit it either. “I need you. I want to be with you, honey,” she whispered.
Sliding his hand up her back, he pressed her in closer. “You have too many clothes on,” he murmured. “I want to feel you in my arms, skin to skin, pressed in close to me. I need to feel you against me, brushing against my skin, your breath on my body.”
“You have too many clothes on, too,” Rimi whispered against his lips and grinned. “How about we get naked so that we can be skin to skin with each other?” She looked forward to that actually. She couldn’t wait to have him skin to skin with her. Pulling back from him, she wiggled out of her bottoms and tossed them to the side and then tugged off her top. “Your turn.”
Watching her, he blinked when she waved a hand in front of his face. “Sorry.” He smiled. “I was distracted by the view,” he murmured softly. Sitting up, he pushed off his pants and then hauled off his shirt. Tossing everything off the bed, he lay back down facing her.
Her eyes were wide when she took him in, and she licked her lips. “Oh my.” She could only whisper because he had taken her breath away with just how good-looking he was, head to toe and every place in between. “I didn’t know that they had tattoos so long ago,” she whispered and ran her fingers along the bands that were at his arms that seemed to be of some type of vine. “That feels…” It almost felt real, not like a tattoo would feel. “What are these?”
“The Fae are a part of the earth, and depending on our place in our Queen’s world, we earn markings from Gaia for our positions. They change as we grow or as we retire and, should we be killed in the service to our Queen, they will permanently settle into our skin in a final homage to her,” he said, looking at the vines. “The initial seeding as it’s called hurts worse than anything most people can imagine, but it, too, is a test, a test of our resolve to be who we were chosen to be.”
“And since these vines wrap around your biceps several times…” She winced. “That had to have hurt,” she whispered and stroked her fingers over the vines. “There are thorns as well, how interesting,” she murmured and leaned in, her lips brushed over the vines on his arms as she did so.
“Careful,” he said, watching her. “The thorns hold it all onto my arm, locking it in place. The more thorns and more times around it goes the higher the ranking of the person,” he told her as she continued to touch the vines. “They are also incredibly sensitive.” It felt like they were attached directly to his groin.
“Then you are very high ranking, aren’t you?” she asked and licked around one of the thorns and vines as she did so, grinning when his cock twitched. “I know you are one of Kat’s personal guards, right?” she asked and continued to tease his arm. “So that means you are very protective. I like that about you.”
“I am one of the Royal High Guards, the elite rank,” he murmured, fisting a hand in the sheets as she toyed with his rank markings. It was like she had a string attached to his cock. It was twitching in time with her licks and nibbles. “There is no rank higher in any of the Guards,” he moaned.
“And you are mine,” Rimi said with a smile. “Do you know how much that turns me on? Knowing that you are mine. I don’t care about
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