Chapter 69: Medicine After Dark [Part 2] (Review Bonus)

Chapter 69. Medicine After Dark [Part 2] (Review Bonus)

Lily’s eyes widened.

Then she squeaked, "W-What do you mean, make me apologize?"

My smirk widened. "Guess."

I emptied the medicine in one long swallow and placed the glass on the table.

Then I turned back to her.

Slowly.

Lily instinctively stepped backward, only for the edge of the bed to catch behind her knees. She sat down with a tiny gasp, wings fluttering wildly as I planted one hand beside her, leaning close enough for my damp hair to brush her cheek.

That blush was magnificent.

"Rey..."

"Hm?"

"You’re doing this on purpose."

"Obviously."

My fingers caught a loose strand of her golden-green hair and slowly tucked it behind her pointed ear. Lily shivered when my fingertips lingered there.

I lowered my face until our noses almost touched.

"You came into my bedroom," I murmured, "waited for me to finish bathing, stared at me, and now you’re blaming me for looking like this?"

"I wasn’t staring!"

"Mm. Then prove it."

"How?!"

I smiled and pressed a slow kiss to her forehead.

Then her cheek.

Then dangerously close to the corner of her lips.

Lily froze.

I pulled back just enough to watch her chase the missing distance without realizing it.

Caught you.

Her eyes widened.

My grin became downright villainous.

Before Lily could retreat, I gently caught both her wrists.

"Rey?"

"Since you were staring..." I guided one of her hands upward. "You won’t mind this."

Her fingertips touched my cheek.

Lily immediately went scarlet.

I turned my face slightly and pressed a kiss against her palm, watching her wings flutter behind her.

Then I guided her fingers toward my lips.

Another kiss.

Slower this time.

Her breath caught.

"Still want me to apologize?"

She said absolutely nothing.

I lowered her other hand against my chest.

Lily stiffened when her palm met warm skin, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, her fingers slowly spread, feeling the steady rise and fall of my breathing.

"Oh?" I murmured.

"S-Shut up."

I laughed softly and guided her hand across my chest before releasing both wrists completely.

Now she could move away whenever she wanted.

She didn’t.

Instead, Lily’s fingers curled lightly against me.

My eyebrows rose.

Her embarrassed expression immediately turned stubborn.

Then she pushed me onto the bed.

Apparently, the fairy had decided to counterattack.

I liked this development.

Very much.

Lily settled against my chest, wings fluttering furiously behind her as she looked down at me.

Her expression was somehow equal parts innocent and devious.

Dangerous combination.

I had no idea what the rest of my wives were going to do once they realized their adorable High Fairy Princess could play a very dangerous game indeed.

If only she wasn’t so damn cute while doing it.

She was straddling my waist now.

In her nightgown.

The hem had ridden slightly higher during our little wrestling match, leaving her legs pressed along either side of me. Her golden-green hair spilled forward around her face, framing flushed cheeks and determined eyes.

She pouted.

"You teased me earlier and made my wings stop working." Her wings fluttered indignantly, apparently offended by the memory. "Now I’m going to get my payback."

My hands settled comfortably at her waist.

"That’s your plan? Terrifying."

"Rey!"

I laughed.

Bad decision.

Lily fought through the last of her hesitation, grabbed my shoulders, and kissed me.

Not softly either.

There was nothing shy about it.

Her lips pressed firmly against mine, carrying all that bottled-up embarrassment straight into the kiss. One hand slid from my shoulder to my chest, tracing slowly over warm skin as though she were determined to prove she could make me lose composure too.

Unfortunately for her, she’d chosen the wrong opponent.

I let her enjoy her victory for approximately five seconds.

Then my grip tightened around her waist.

Lily barely had time to make a startled sound before I rolled us over.

The mattress dipped beneath her.

Her hair scattered across the pillow.

Her eyes went wide.

I planted one hand beside her head while the other remained securely at her waist, keeping myself above her without putting my weight on her.

"W-Wait."

I lowered my face. "What happened to your payback?"

Lily stared at me.

Her wings had stopped moving again.

Completely.

I glanced toward them. Then back at her.

Her blush deepened. "Don’t."

"Did I break them again?"

"You did not break my wings!"

"Then why aren’t they moving?"

"Because you’re—"

She stopped.

I leaned closer. "Because I’m what?"

Her lips pressed together stubbornly.

I smiled.

My thumb slowly brushed along her cheek, then traced the line of her jaw before I tilted her face toward mine.

"Come on, Lily."

Her eyes flicked toward my mouth.

Caught.

Again.

"You started this."

I kissed the corner of her lips.

Then the other.

Never quite where she wanted.

Her fingers tightened against my chest.

"Rey..."

That sounded suspiciously like a complaint.

So naturally, I did it again.

She finally caught the back of my neck and pulled me down herself.

Our lips met properly.

I laughed softly into the kiss.

My supposedly innocent fairy princess.

Apparently, she could be dangerous after all.

She just needed someone more dangerous to encourage her.

Her tongue pressed against my lips, demanding entrance.

I granted it.

Lily’s entire body melted beneath me, her fingers curling in my damp hair as she gave herself completely to the kiss. Her wings shivered against my sides, and she arched into me with a quiet sound that had my pulse quickening.

And she went bolder. Her hands traced my body, feeling my chest, shoulders, and arms before she finally pressed one against my face.

Her thumb slid along my cheek before she pushed up and kissed me harder, pulling my body against hers as though she wanted to feel every inch of me.

That was rather bold too.

My lips slowly traveled across her jaw, then down her throat.

Her nails dug into my skin.

I chuckled against her neck.

Her hand moved lower and lower until her fingers reached the only cloth wrapped around my waist. Then she paused.

I leaned closer and whispered, "Touch it. You have my permission."

And she did.

Her hand snaked under the fabric.

And slid directly over my half-hard shaft.

Shamelessly, I let out a groan and showed my approval by slowly moving my hips against her, sliding my erection along the inside of her palm.

Her breath caught, and her eyes locked onto mine. Clearly, she was shocked that I could make an expression like this.

My hips did it again.

She bit her lip.

I did it once more before I captured her lips with mine and slowly rocked against her.

I was going to enjoy this.

"I want more, Lily," I whispered.

She didn’t reply.

Instead, she tightened her fingers around my erection, earning another low groan.

She was a fast learner.

The cloth around my waist loosened.

Then fell away.

Lily’s hand explored eagerly, tracing my shaft, feeling every inch of my length, and finally cupping the head in her palm.

I let out a sharp exhale.

That felt amazing.

But if she kept teasing me like this, I’d soon be unable to keep a steady rhythm.

And I was far from finished with her yet.

I took my seduction further by dropping my head near her neck. My lips were in front of her ear.

Then I began to groan, a dirty, shameless, almost helpless sound that made it painfully obvious how badly I needed her. It was completely different from how I’d acted with Ariel.

She shivered, and her eyes grew heavy.

My tongue pressed against her ear, and I sucked the lobe into my mouth.

A surprised gasp escaped her, and her hand moved faster, her palm running over the tip, and her fingers circling my shaft.

I was starting to lose control.