Page 10 of Sugar Plum Fae

"We could forget about this." The moonlit forest cast dappled shadows on the ground as his heart raced with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. Their previous kisses still lingered on his lips, a testament to their undeniable chemistry.

"Not a chance," Candace said, surprising him.

"Are you sure about this?" Roderick asked, his voice rough with desire.

Candace met his gaze. "Oh yeah," she whispered, taking his hand and pulling him down on top of her.

Roderick knew there was no turning back. He claimed her lips with a hunger that surprised even him. She responded eagerly, tangling her fingers in his dark hair as they deepened the kiss. With a growl, he notched himself between her soft thighs. The ache inside him grew unbearable as she rocked against his arousal, her hands working at the laces of his trousers.

He crushed her close as he deepened the kiss. She melted against him with a sigh, her curves molding to his harder frame in a way that made his blood burn.

All thought fled as instinct took over. His hands roamed her body, shoving up her skirts to grip her bare thighs. She gasped into his mouth and nipped his lower lip, desire darkening her eyes to a forest green that matched the trees around them.

He tore his mouth away from hers, trailing heated kisses down her neck as his hands explored the soft curves of her body. A shiver ran through Candace, and she gasped when his fingers found the sensitive peak of her breast under her gauzy blouse. He teased her nipple into a hardened nub. Roderick reveled in her reaction, thoughts of power struggles momentarily forgotten.

Removing her blouse, he brushed his lips against the soft, sensitive skin of her breasts, sending shivers down Candace's spine. She writhed beneath him, her body aching for his touch.

"Roderick," she gasped, her voice thick with desire. "Please, I need you."

He pressed a gentle kiss to the swell of her breast, savoring the sweet taste of her skin. His fingers traced a path down her side, igniting sparks of pleasure as they lightly grazed over her sensitive flesh. Candace's breaths came faster and faster, her body trembling with anticipation.

"Gods, Roderick," she gasped, her eyes glazed with desire. "I need you inside me."

"Patience, love," he murmured, sliding his hand between her thighs. He caressed her slick folds, delighting in the way she trembled with need. As he dipped a finger inside her wet heat, Candace cried out, her grip on him tightening.

"So wet and ready," Roderick growled, needing to feel her underneath him. He slipped another finger inside, pumping them in and out of her wetness, eliciting more moans from her. Her pleasure was intoxicating, fueling his own desire even more.

He lifted his soaked fingers to his mouth, sucking them off slowly. The taste of her was intoxicating, making him want more.

"This little taste isn't enough." Roderick spread her thighs wide and buried his face between them.

Candace moaned, arching her back as his tongue probed her core. She threaded her fingers through his hair, urging him on.

He groaned, relishing the taste of her. The more he explored her, the more her sweetness drove him wild. He couldn't get enough of her.

Her hips bucked against his face as his tongue darted and teased her.

"Roderick," Candace moaned, her voice strained with need. "I'm coming."

"Good," he crooned, then went back to licking her clit faster.

With a final lash of his tongue, Roderick held her as Candace convulsed against his face. Her body shook as she cried out.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered against her skin, savoring the taste of her.

"More," she panted, pushing herself against him. "I want more of you."

If she wanted more, he would give her more. With a growl, Roderick quickly stripped her naked. She lay on the forest floor covered only in moonlight.

"You're exquisite," he said.

Her hand slid into his hair and drew him down, and Roderick surrendered to the inevitable with a groan. Their mouths met in a kiss that shook him to the core, and he was lost.

Her lips were soft and sweet, tasting of summer and secrets and all the things he'd denied himself for far too long. Capturing her wrists, he pinned them above her head. She whimpered in need and curled her legs around his waist, wordlessly begging for more.

"Last chance to back out, sunsidhe. Once we start this, there's no going back."

Her lips curved in a secret smile, full of promise and peril. "Good."