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God, she thought feverishly, had she always been picturing hiht, she couldn’t recall the face of the drealy detailed in her teen fantasies Either he’d blasted it right out of her inary lover with his dark eyes, his hard body, his seductive voice and devastating touch, or it had always been hiet you nothing but screwed--and not just physically, the inner, very faint voice of reason warned

Right, in just a minute

"You fantasized," he continued, his voice low and hypnotic "You in in body, but not in mind I feel the heat and passion in you; there’s a fury of it inside you I felt it the moment I saw you You’re not nor to fit in a world that will never accept you Nobody can understand you the way I can You’re a Sidhe-seer You want to spend your whole life denying it? What you see What you are What you want Sad way to live and die"

There was silence for a one still on her breasts, breath war

She knew this was her e at hi, that he didn’t know the first da about

But she couldn’t, because he did

Everything he’d said was true She wasn’t normal, and no matter what she did, she would never be nornore the one and fit into the other--both equally futile ventures--wondering if all there would be for her in the end was the kind of life Gra herself it would be enough, if that hat had to be In the s ith a boyfriend

But no boyfriend had ever been able to co since childhood No human boyfriend had ever been able to vie with a world that was intrinsically so hter and more sensual And not with any boyfriend had she ever truly been able to be herself And the sad fact was, a large part of why she was still a virgin was because she didn’t want a man, damn it, she wanted a fairy She always had

And she was tired of wondering what it would be like with one, of forcing herself to look away, to turn away, to never touch Tired of repressing all those sinfully seductive fantasies

The silence stretched between them

Abruptly one hand slipped froly, intiainst his erection

An incoherent little cry burst from her throat

He answered with a spate of words in an ancient, unfathoh vehemence of curses frolish of his, he growled:

"You wondered what it would be like to fuck a Fae Well, here I aes of her resistance eroded with his words

Here I a you ith me, in essence And she wanted Oh, God, did she want She’d been wanting for a lifetime Her fantasies about the Fae had always been basely sexual, and though she rarely used the f-word, on his lips, it was pure seduction So about the way his accent and deep burr shaped it , secret and forbidden and enticing It didn’t sound crude when he said it; it sounded like an invitation to dance a timeless dance that was innately earthy and aniies Raw man, raw sex, hat he offered, in a world airbrushed into soft focus by his sheer beauty and seduction

Of course, later, after the intense no-holds-barred-marathon-sex, her fantasy prince always fell for her in her drea had been met Not until lust’s due had been paid If it could ever be fully paid with a Fae

She ainst his body

He sensed it instantly, the precise ain, the masculine triumph in his voice unmistakable She was lost and he knew it

She expected hiain, he defied her expectations

Hand still snug between her legs, pressing her relentlessly back against his hard-on, he splayed his other hand against her jaw and turned her head, guiding her lips to his Standing behind her, he kissed her She’d not have believed it possible to kiss at such an angle, but she’d never kissed anyone as tall as he was, and not only was it possible, it was bizarrely, intensely erotic Do She was captured hard against his body, his big hand war over her shoulder, hisover hers