Bound (A Faery Story 1)

he knows how to get to you.” Clicking his teeth, Beck got the horse

moving again. “Don’t talk to strangers, love. I don’t want you to be

alone until you get used to this place. If you need to go somewhere,

you take me or Cian with you.”

Beck returned to his silence, his eyes on the road, watching for

threats.

“Will you kiss me?” Meg asked very politely. She didn’t want to

think about all the creatures on this plane that might kill her. She had

other things to worry about. She had a husband to train.

“You want me to kiss you?” His voice rose slightly as he asked

the question, as though he wasn’t sure he’d heard her correctly.

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“Yes,” she said with as much innocence as she could manage. “I

have since the moment I met you. Kiss me, please. It makes me feel

safe.”

His gray eyes looked slightly mystified, but he bent his head down

and softly kissed her lips. Meg held still, letting him control the kiss.

It was gentle, tender even, and when he pulled away, he kissed the top

of her head as well. He settled his cloak around her shoulders,

surrounding her with warmth.

Meg tried pushing her contentment outward. She wasn’t sure

about how the whole psychic connection worked, but she knew it was

there. He needed to know and come to trust that she was happy with

him.

When she felt him chuckle deep in his chest, she knew it had

worked. It was the sound of a man who was satisfied with himself.

Meg had begun to realize that Beck was very unsure of his ability to

please a woman. His instincts were all screwed up. Something had

happened to make him doubt himself and turn his back on his true