Page 65 of Winter Unleashed

“There was another pixie attack. They pixed Stella so badly she nearly scratched her skin off.” He scowled. “She’s well now, though, and we took care of the bastards quickly.”

“Poor Stella.”

“You had it much worse… Poor Red,” he said as his lips lowered to my neck, and he groaned as he inhaled my scent. I shifted my head to the side to give him more access as he ran his tongue from my ear to my collar bone. My hand drifted down his back while his trailed up my side.

“Dammit, I missed you,” he whispered against my breast before taking the nipple in his mouth.

I moaned and slid my hand into his hair to press him against my breast. “I missed you too.”

He kissed and licked his way down my body, stopping at my bellybutton. “If I’d have come back to find you had died, I’d have killed Artem—”

“Shh,” I whispered. “Don’t think about that now. I’m alive. I’m okay.”

He moved to the hollow of my thigh to press a kiss to his mark. My breath hitched when he nuzzled his nose in my center, and I cried out when he slid his tongue from my opening to my clit. My hips lifted as if on their own, pressing me more tightly against his talented mouth.

The delightful pressure built as he licked and suckled at my clit. I cried out again when he slid his fingers inside me, moving them in a wave. The pleasure was overwhelming, almost too much as I neared release. When the climax hit, I called out his name and my hips fell back onto the bed.

I watched through hooded eyes as he crawled his way up the bed to lie beside me. He closed his lips over mine and kissed me as though he hadn’t seen me in years. “I’ll never get enough of you,” he whispered against my lips.

His fingers found me even as I still throbbed from my orgasm. As he kissed me, the fragrance and taste of my arousal mixed with his natural scent and flavor to send me spiraling over the edge again. He slid his fingers from me and moved his hand to grip my hip. The kiss grew frantic as he shifted to settle himself between my legs.

I held onto his shoulders, bracing for him to enter me, and when he pressed the head of his cock against my opening, I moaned into our kiss. He tortured us both by entering me slowly. When he was fully inside me, he held himself there.

“I never want to be without you again,” he said, kissing his way over my face to my neck. “If there’s ever a time I can’t see you, kiss you, have you, I’ll die.”

“You never have to worry about that. You have me. All of me,” I whispered. “I’m yours, for eternity.”

On a growl, he lifted his head, and the Fae disguise was gone. “That’s right. You. Are. Mine. Tonight, you fuck the real me. Tonight, you fuck the Vinur.”

“Oh,” I breathed as a stronger wave of desire washed over me.

Whenever he let the Vinur show he seemed bigger, taller, and now I realized that was because hewasbigger. Every inch of him grew. Every single one of them. The sensation of him filling me, stretching me had my back arching. The movement brought me closer to him and he sunk even deeper inside me. Liam was big without the added Vinur effect, but once he let the Vinur take over…Oh my damn!

“Fuck,” I moaned as he started moving inside me. “Why hasn’t this happened before?”

He didn’t answer me. Instead, he moved faster and harder until I was crying out. I dug my nails into his back, not caring if I hurt him.

“Liam,” I said breathlessly. He growled and even that was more powerful. “Mr. Fraser, you’re killing me.” I lowered my hands to his ass and pressed him closer. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

“I had no intention of stopping,” he growled against my breast.

His teeth grazed my nipple. When he bit down, I came so hard, I threw my hands back to grip the headboard to ride out the pulses of the orgasm as they rocked through my body.

“Holy shit. Holy fucking shit,” I whispered, letting my arms slide down to the bed.

“Oh, Red, my beautiful wolf, I’m not done with you yet,” he said. “When I’m done with you, you won’t be able to speak.”

I pulled my lips into a grin. “Do what you must.”

His own lips formed into one of those sexy smirks I’d fallen for. “That’s my girl,” he said. “On your knees.”

I did as he told me and rolled onto my stomach before pushing myself up to kneel and grip the headboard again. I moaned when he smacked my ass before gripping me by the waist. He pulled me back until my opening was in line with his cock. His hold on me tightened, and I moaned again when he pushed himself into me with one swift motion.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He groaned as he moved his hips in slow circles. His pace quickened and soon I was whimpering as the pressure built in my core. My clit throbbed, begging for release but just when I was about to come, he stopped moving.

“Not just yet, Red,” he whispered into my ear. I nearly cried when he pulled out. “Stand up.”

I climbed out of the bed and waited for him to tell me what he wanted. I watched, licking my lips, as he moved to an armchair and sat down.