Free Curse of the Fae King by Kryssie Fortune

She should be embarrassed or self-conscious—especially since he’d already told her she was too curvy. Instead the hunger in his eyes empowered her.
    She tugged at his leather jerkin. “Off, please. Let me see your chest.”
    “Bossy as well as delicious.” He laughed, but he shucked off his top before she could blink.
    Could his chest be any broader? He looked like a legendary warrior straight from the myths and legends the covens recited on the equinox eve. But he still wore too many clothes.
    “Hair next. Reach up and loose that queue,” she ordered.
    He grinned as he obeyed her, then shook his hair over his shoulders. It was longer than she’d expected—jet-black with no hint of a curl. Rather than run her fingers through it, she lay back and drank in his sun-kissed masculine beauty. “Pants next. And hurry.”
    His muscles rippled as he rose to his feet with a cat’s fluid grace. Slowly—so damn slowly—he eased his black pants down his thighs.
    Meena swallowed hard and rasped in a ragged breath.
    No underwear. Just the biggest erection she’d ever seen. Hell, the only erection she’d ever seen. His penis stood as proud and tall as the rest of him—tempting her more than his slow striptease. Hekate and her hounds, I need to touch and taste . She ran her fingers up and down his solid length before she fisted both hands around its girth. And this monster’s supposed to fit inside me? Her tongue flicked over her lips, but her movements were tentative and nervous. His closed eyes and pleasured groans boosted her confidence—thrilled her, really—and eventually her nerves receded. “Pretty, pretty penis. And right now, it’s mine.”
    Hair loose about his shoulders, muscles bulging, he looked more all-conquering barbarian than cold-blooded Fae. Another stroke of her fingers, another groan dredged from his soul. He gritted his teeth and moved her hands. “Elves’ blood, woman, stop. Another stroke, and I’ll come. I want to feel your pussy clench tight and hot around me around me before I climax.”
    Letting go was hard, and she mourned the contact with his cock. Then he reversed his position and lay beside her so his hair flowed over her thighs. When he settled his mouth on her pussy, his tongue flicked out and teased her clit until she writhed with an ecstasy she hadn’t known existed. Pleasure spiked though her, warming her toes and scrambling her brain. When he sucked instead of licked, she came with a moan.
    She blushed, embarrassed, excited, and slightly ashamed. “Leo, I’m so sorry. I should’ve warned you or something. I couldn’t speak for… Sweet Goddess, that was so good I can’t describe it, and I sure as hell didn’t want you to stop.”
    He chuckled, his lips still pressed against her pussy. Delicious vibrations flowed through her, making her long for more. Then he lifted his head and looked up at her though his thick dark hair. “I like that I’ve finally stilled your snarky tongue by using mine. Don’t apologize. I’m proud to have shown you such delight that you couldn’t help but come.”
    When he rested his head on her navel and eased one finger inside her, Meena thought she’d shatter with need. Her head thrashed, spreading her rainbow curls across the ground. She crooned with sweet satisfaction, lifted her knees, and opened her legs wider.
    “So tight. So ready, and so mine.” He inserted a second finger in her pussy, stroking and stretching her until he could slip in a third. She pouted when he withdrew his hand, but as he moved to kiss her, he brushed the head of his cock against her clit. She whimpered, and hips undulating beneath him, she spread her legs still wider. Her basic instincts demanded action, not words.
    Slowly, gently, he pushed his dick into her warm, wet vagina. Damn it, Leo, stop with the slow motion . She’d expected pain at her first penetration, but her world exploded as though a million fireworks went off inside her and another orgasm rocked