Page 122 of Fae Farewells

Palmer crooked his finger, calling me closer. “Come here, Love.”

As I reluctantly stepped toward him, he pulled a piece of black fabric from his pocket.

“Turn around.”

When I obeyed, my demon winked at me, dropping his shirt onto the floor.

“Just let go,” Palmer murmured as he covered my eyes. “We’ve got it from here.”

Stone placed his palm against my chest, thawing the last inkling of hesitancy I had. There were enough eyes on the Winters. I didn’t need to be there right now.

I wanted to be here.

Being pushed backward into a bedroom by my demon as my mage snapped his fingers, stripping me bare before them.

“That’s my move,” I warned him, but he only chuckled from my right side.

The backs of my legs hit the edge of the bed. Palmer’s arm snaked around my waist, pulling me into the center.

With my vision gone, I could hear them moving around me. I also heard my mage’s chains before they hit my wrists. The distinctive clanging of the metal bits was barely a whisper in the wind, but it was there.

I braced for them, though Palmer seemed to expect that. The cuffs hit my ankles first, and I realized this was a game for him. He enjoyed catching me off guard, letting me anticipate his movements, only to go right instead of left.

The cuffs finally hit my wrists. My mage put his hand behind my back, easing me onto the bed before the restraints stretched me. He only needed to swirl his magic fingers to have the chains leave no slack.

There was no way to close my legs or move my arms… And though I loved playing with the restraints, they seriously pissed me off. I still didn’t understand why I couldn’t power my way through them with strength alone.

They weren’t even attached to anything.

He just kept them grounded with his intent… which was probably where I was going wrong. Because no matter how badly I wanted to prove the chains wouldn’t hold me, my intentions were never to get away from him.

Hot breath skated over my thigh, the demon trailing heat to my core before backing away and taking his warmth with him.

“That’s it, Love,” Palmer praised. “Relax.”

Stone’s lips delicately touched my nipple before his teeth followed, sharp tips scrapping gently against the sensitive skin.

I focused on the sensations, picking out who touched me where and how.

Palmer ran his fingers along my side, over my ribs and down to my hip, static nipping me every few inches. He worked his way back up the same path, causing me to gasp as he gravitated toward my left nipple.

Scorching heat danced across my stomach, the flames slowly climbing up my torso. Stone bit me, razor-like teeth sinking into my shoulder, right where he marked my demon form.

Tingles raced through my system.

The static turned to shocks, zapping quickly before moving to another place on my body. Palmer teased my slick folds, the tip of his tongue barely caressing my clit.

Electricity nipped at the inside of my thigh.

Fire tickled up my chest.

Palmer toyed with me, featherlight flicks torturing my clit as he teased my entrance. He didn’t give me the friction that I wanted, but the small amount of pressure amped me higher.

Finally, my mage took mercy upon me, rolling his tongue through my folds in a sinfully broad swipe.

Stone pinched my nipples, holding them tightly as Palmer drove me toward the edge of release. So close... He kept me hovering, one foot hanging over the cliff as he refused to let me fall.

My core coiled, readying for my orgasm, and Stone released my nipples, blood rushing to the peaks in a painful pleasure that tipped me too far.