Fingers dug into my flesh, biting into my hips before they released.
Slowly they trailed up my sides, creating gooseflesh that pebbled with the skilled precision this creature held in the seduction department. I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth to keep from moaning loudly as my pussy clenched with need.
Ryder stepped back, and my eyes dipped to the large cock nestled in thick, dark curls. They widened as it bounced with each move he made, causing my eyebrows to shoot for my hairline.
My hand moved before my brain could stop it, gripping the velvety steel member that had caught my attention. He groaned. The tip glistened with a pearlescent bead of come, and his head dropped back as I stroked it, testing the weight of it in my hand before he spoke huskily, sex dripping in his tone.
“You touch it too much, and you’ll snap the thread that is keeping me from bending you over and reminding you how much you enjoy my cock.”
I snatched my hand back, gasping for words and failing. Ryder sighed and dressed us using his magic. I stared down at the sheer negligee I now wore, then to his sweatpants as I watched him move away, his pants doing very little to hide the hard cock through the soft fabric.
Adrian never had that issue, and I’d seen him in sweats plenty of times before or after training. Or I hadn’t turned him on, which would be a hard hit to my ego, considering I was in love with him. Ryder, though? His package was marked special delivery and wide-load in flashing red letters.
“Does that thing hurt?” Shocked that I actually said it out loud, my hand slapped over my mouth.
“I’ll live. It won’t be the first case of blue balls you’ve given me, woman.”
“Where are your wings?” He moved slightly, and when they unfurled, a shiver ran through me. “They’re terrifyingly beautiful.”
“So are yours, sweet girl,” he purred through a fine layer of gravel that brushed over my flesh. I watched as he allowed his wings to extend until I was bathed in their shadows. “Do you want to touch them?” His eyes narrowed as his lips turned up at the corners, forming a seductive smile as he stepped closer, daring me to accept the challenge he was throwing down.
“I don’t have any wings,” I said offhandedly as I struggled to control my breathing. Stepping closer, I shivered violently against the power he radiated, feeling it drawing me in like I was a moth dancing against his flame. “What do they feel like?”
“Like wings and yet not. They’re sensitive, but strong,” he shrugged broad shoulders, causing his wings to flutter a bit, ruffling my unbound hair.
I watched him carefully, staring at them as he closed the distance between us and knelt before me. His gaze lifted, and my breathing grew rigid. Reaching out, my hand shook as I brushed my fingertips over the sharp tips. Even kneeling, he was huge, and I was highly aware of every inch of him.
Ryder’s presence reminded me of standing next to a downed power line after a storm. The sheer magnitude of electricity that sizzled in the air as it slithered with a deadly current was mesmerizing.
Slowly, I stepped closer and lowered my hand to the rough, leathery part of them, and he hissed, sending heated breath fanning over my nipples. I yanked my hand back and stepped away from him abruptly as my body responded to the simple act.
He was beautiful, but it was a lethal beauty, predatory, like a lion. You knew they would eat you whole and spit out your bones, but you still wanted to get close enough to touch them.
Ryder stood, letting me take in the sheer size of him as he transformed into a taller version of himself. His ethereal brands pulsed, and I watched the hypnotic beat of gold and obsidian dancing across his arms and naked chest.
“You are the perfect killing machine, aren’t you? You were exquisitely built to lure a woman in with your lethal beauty. The moment she’s captured and ensnared by it, all you have to do is feed from her until she knows nothing else. I can feel it, the desire to strip myself bare and allow you to taste me. My body is literally aching from the need to let you feed from me,” I whispered breathlessly.
“And yet you’re still holding back?” His silky voice caressed and washed over me, awakening something within me that shed my inhibitions and wanted to follow him into carnal sin. “You’re the only woman I wish to lure to me, woman.”
The guild was going to move me up in rank once this was all over. No one would believe I had touched the Horde King’s wings! If my plan worked, I’d have this sucker’s head for a trophy soon enough. The thing was, I needed to lure him to bed, and then when he let his guard down, I’d fucking murder him.
His eyes narrowed as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. I did the only thing I could do. I began flirting like the other hussies in the guild. I smiled, batting my eyelashes on cue, just as we were taught.
Smiling shyly, I chewed absently on my lip as he surveyed me. His nostrils flared as if he could scent my arousal, which, unfortunately, I wasn’t controlling or faking. My instructors had said I’d failed the seduction lessons, but here I was, with the Horde King, and he was staring at me like I was his feast for the Wild Hunt. My teeth released my bottom lip, causing a popping sound that drew his eyes to them.
I let him take in my body’s arousal as I silently considered where I could go from here. If he assumed I wanted him, I could get him to lower his guard and move in for the kill. First things first, though, I needed a weapon. I couldn’t overpower him, that much was a given, but I could out-think him since his brain was all about pussy. Lucky for us, that made the fae easy targets when they fed.
Deliberately, I let my eyes roam around the room, searching for anything I could use, and found it lacking something sharp enough to impale him. Turning back toward the bed, I noted the sword that was leaning against the wall near the headboard.
I blinked and tilted my head, slowly looking back to the beast that watched me. How could I seduce him without turning FIZ? What if I tried and failed? What if I tried and didn’t fail? I’d be famous for taking him down.
I reached up with trembling hands and removed the robe slowly. Black onyx eyes studied me, gradually dropping to my bare breasts. Ryder didn’t respond like I’d assumed he would, so I was forced to stand there awkwardly, and worse, naked. I moved closer, which he allowed, smirking as I closed the distance between us.
“Do you want me?” I rasped huskily.
“That’s never been a question, woman. I have wanted you since the first moment I saw you.” He smiled sadly, and I lost some of the bravado that I’d felt seconds ago. “Come here, Pet.”
“I’m not a pet, you know. I’m a person with feelings.”