Bound (A Faery Story 1)

telling herself she would stay away from him, and every night she

ended up wrapped in his arms.

She was done with pretending. She wanted to know Cian in every

way possible.

Cian acted as though his leash had been thrown away. He pulled

her into the hardness of his body, pressing his swollen cock against

her belly as he kissed her roughly. He rubbed against her and seemed

a little out of control. The bond between them gave her his thoughts.

He needed her in a way he had never needed another human being

before. It made it so easy for her to submit to what he wanted. When

he thrust his fingers in her hair and held her still, she didn’t fight him.

She simply went passive beneath him and waited for his command.

Her heart sped up as he stared at her like a starving man looking at a

meal.

“Open for me,” he growled as he took her mouth.

Meg didn’t have to ask what he wanted. He wanted everything she

had. She opened her mouth, and his tongue immediately invaded. She

opened her mind and was swamped with his desire. It overwhelmed

her. It made her groan in response. Her hand trailed down his chest,

seeking that part of him that needed relief. She stroked him through

the fabric of his pants.

“Harder,” he commanded as his hands went straight for her

nipples. He shoved the soft linen of her shirt aside, baring her breasts

to the cool afternoon air. He looked down at her chest, his eyes eating

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her up. “You’re gorgeous, wife of mine. Do you have any idea how

long I’ve wanted you?”

“Well, you’ve only known me for a week, Ci.”

He cupped a breast, his hand skimming her sensitive skin. He