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thought it than his hands moved over her body, his skin as hot as hers.
    When his palm grazed her nipple, she gasped. His hand stilled and she looked up at him.
    “Your body is so sensitive to my touch, Solara.” To prove his point, he once again moved his fingers over her breast, lightly pulling the already distended nipple. Her core flooded with juices and she arched her hips.
    Her body was much more than sensitive to his touch. She had been made just for him.
    Only for him.
    Fighting back tears, she refused to think about what would happen beyond this night. Tonight, she belonged to Roarke. What may come after that, she would not dwell upon.
    “You brought me great pleasure, my faerie. And now I will try to please you in the same way.” It would not take much trying on his part. Already she was near orgasm. He had but only to brush his hand over her aching sex and she would cry out release.
    Instead, he slowly trailed his fingers over her ribs, her belly, her hips, moving his body down until he was nestled between her spread legs. Her inclined position on the little hill afforded her a view of his dark brown locks. She reached for him, gently winding her fingers into his hair. With his gaze locked on hers, he took a long, slow swipe of her sex.
    Surely the cries of ecstasy could not be hers. She was aware they were in a public place, knew that should someone be walking nearby, they would have heard her wails of pleasure. Yet she could not hold them back. Roarke’s lips and tongue performed a magical dance along the folds of her pussy, lapping up the juices that had gathered there and lightly teasing the knot of pleasure aching for a suckling.
    No man had ever pleasured her before. Truth, no man had ever touched her, as it was not allowed for a faerie princess who was betrothed to a king. Yes, she had pleasured herself many times, both with her hands and with the faerie tubara stick. But for her first actual lovemaking experience to be with Roarke was everything she had hoped for.
    She felt no guilt at giving something that belonged to another. In her mind, her very heart, she knew she was Roarke’s.
    The sensations soaring through her body, however, were nothing like she could have imagined. Tension knotted her muscles. She drew up her legs, giving Roarke access to all of her.
    “Such a beautiful cunt you have, my faerie,” he murmured against her thigh, lightly nipping her tender flesh. He swept his fingers over her folds.
    “Roarke.” She breathed his name on a blissful sigh, her gaze transfixed on his mouth and his hands.
    He pressed his palm against her, petting the area below her pussy, then dipping his finger against her moisture and wetting her nether region.
    “I may not be able to take you with my cock. I may not be able to slip deep inside your hot pussy, but I will enter you tonight, my princess.”
    Unable to speak, her body cried out the words she could not say. Roarke added more moisture to his finger and then lightly breached her anus. She stiffened, expecting pain, but he covered her clit with his lips and lightly licked until all she knew was pleasure.
    He continued to suckle her bud, at the same time probing deeper and deeper into her anus until he breached the barrier and slid his entire finger inside. She cried out at the pleasure. Relentlessly he lapped at her, swirling his tongue over her sex and fucking her lightly until she contracted hard around him.
    “Roarke, please, I cannot hold back.”
    “Then come for me, my faerie. Let me drink your sweet honey.” When he pulled his finger nearly out of her body, then thrust hard inside her nether hole, she let out a keening wail of climax as she poured her essence onto his awaiting tongue. Her hips bucked off the grass as she fed him her sex, the swirling sensations taking over her thoughts, her voice and her actions.
    Roarke held onto her as she rode out her orgasm, then gently removed his finger and cradled her body against his, taking her