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  “No,” Cass said breathlessly and a bit defiantly. “I’m not ashamed.”

  To prove her point, she unbuttoned the pinstriped shirt herself.

  She had meant to only undo a few buttons, just enough for him to see her breasts. But then a reckless impulse surged through her, urging her on and she found she was unbuttoning the entire long row of buttons to show everything. As a final touch she threw the shirt open and lifted her chin, letting the big elf see from her tight nipples all the way down to her plump, bare pussy. Her outer lips were spreading to show her slippery pink interior because her thighs were open wide, straddling him. But Cass didn’t try to shut her legs—if she was going to do this, she was going to do it right, she told herself. Still, she couldn’t still the racing of her pulse as she let the big elf see her almost completely naked.

  What would he think of her? Biting her lip, she waited to find out.

  She’d never felt like she had the best body in the world—her hips and ass were too big and she was nowhere near as skinny as one of the anorexic fairies, although she did try to keep in shape. But when Jake looked her up and down and murmured,

  “Gods, Cassandra, so beautiful,” in a low, admiring tone, Cass felt like a goddess.

  “Well,” she said, still a touch defiantly. “Is this what you need?”

  “This and more. I need to touch you again…to taste you.” Jake’s voice was low and hoarse. “May I do that, Cassandra?” His big hands were already roving restlessly up and down her bare sides. As he spoke, he leaned forward and placed a soft, gentle kiss on one aching nipple, leaving Cass no doubt about exactly where he wanted to “taste” her.

  Her breath caught in her throat.

  “But I thought…thought that I was supposed to be giving you pleasure,” she protested breathlessly.

  “Seeing your beautiful body naked before me…touching you and pleasuring you does give me pleasure.” Jake’s voice was a low growl. “Nothing could give me more pleasure than hearing you moan my name while I touch you again, Cassandra. While I taste you.”

  Cass felt like she was drowning inside. Part of her insisted this wasn’t right—that she was going too far and shouldn’t be doing this. But another part—a larger part—wanted to do even more…to go even farther.

  She didn’t answer in words. Instead she leaned forward and, cupping her right breast, pressed her nipple to the big elf’s lips.

  With a groan of sheer lust, Jake sucked her tight peak into his mouth, taking it as deeply as he could and pulling hard, sending a shiver of desire straight from her tingling tip to the heated mound of her pussy with each suck.

  “God, Jake!” Cass gasped and pressed her chest forward, wanting to give him more, to give him everything. It felt so good—so right to have him touching and tasting her! She never wanted it to end.

  He growled deep in his throat, his big hands roving restlessly under the shirt, caressing her bare body as he gave another deep pull on her breast and then circled her aching nipple with his tongue.

  Cass moaned and writhed restlessly in his lap. This was wonderful but she couldn’t help feeling like they needed to do more somehow. But before she could say anything, Jake was pulling back, letting her aching peak slip slowly from between his lips.

  “What…why did you stop?” Cass demanded. She felt achy and hot and unfulfilled. Were they done already?

  But Jake was already explaining.

  “This is good,” he told Cass. “I can feel the spark of magic inside you growing. Now we need to use it to prime my own magic and start the healing process. As I touch you, Cassandra, I need you to say an incantation for me. Can you do that?”

  “I…I guess so.” Cass nodded, distracted by the way he was cupping her left breast and gently thumbing her nipple as he spoke.

  “Good.” Jake nodded, his eyes still half-lidded with lust. “Now as I touch you…as I taste you…I need you to say, ‘I heal thee, Jacobin, by the power of our joining. I heal thee, Jacobin, by the power of my love.’

  “Of course, I know you do not really love me,” he added quickly before Cass could ask a question. “But the words are necessary to channel your magic. Will you say it for me?”

  “Of…of course,” Cass murmured breathlessly. “I’ll do…whatever I need to do to heal you, Jake.”

  “Thank you.” He took her mouth in a soft but urgent kiss, making Cass’s heart beat even faster. “Then let us begin again.”

  Ducking his head, he took her left nipple into his mouth and nipped her gently before swirling his tongue around the tight peak to sooth the tiny pain.

  “Oh, God!” Cass gasped, surging forward involuntarily to give him better access. Then she remembered she was supposed to be saying the incantation. “I, uh, heal thee, Jacobin, by the power of our joining,” she recited, trying not to moan as he sucked her nipple deep and hard. “I heal thee, Jacobin, by the power of my love.”

  “Good,” Jake murmured, releasing her nipple for just a moment. “Yes, Cassandra—just like that. Keep it up.” Then he sucked her left nipple back into his mouth as he gently pinched the right between his thumb and forefinger, tugging to send sparks of pleasure straight to her pussy.

  Cass moaned again. “I…I heal thee, Jacobin, by the power of our joining,” she gasped. “I heal thee, Jake, by the power of my love.”

  As she said the words, she could feel the power he had spoken of growing inside her. Just a tiny spark at first—something that had always been with her but that she had mostly ignored because she didn’t think it could do her any good. This was the first time she had asked this part of herself to come forward—had given her fae inheritance any credit—and the little spark seemed eager to grow and help her however it could.

  Heal Jake, Cass thought at it. Help me jumpstart his magic so he can heal himself.

  “I heal thee, Jacobin,” she began again and then gasped and lost her train of thought as she felt his big, warm hand come down to cup her bare pussy.

  “Gods, you’re lovely,” Jake murmured after releasing her nipple with a wet, sucking kiss. “Your little cunt is so warm and wet in my hand. I want to touch you again, Cassandra—I want to slide my fingers deep in your tight channel and feel how ready you are for me.”

  “Yes,” Cass whispered. “Yes, Jake—please.”

  She felt him parting her pussy lips even further and then two long fingers were stroking her folds and circling her clit knowingly in just the right way. As she had last time he’d touched her, Cass couldn’t help marveling at how well the big elf seemed to know her body. He knew exactly how to touch her with a light, indirect touch, circling her throbbing clit until she felt ready to scream.

  “That’s good, Cassandra,” he murmured hoarsely as he continued to caress her. “So good, my darling. Now keep saying the incantation while I pet your soft little cunt. Tell me that you want to heal me—let me hear my name on your lips.”

  “God, Jake!” she moaned again as he continued to stroke and tease her, sliding his long fingers in and out of her heated depths. She had never been with any man who seemed to know instinctively how to give her pleasure before. Jake stroked her the same way she did when she was touching herself—with a light, sure touch that teased her and made her want more—need more. It was an intoxicating experience.

  “The incantation, darling,” he murmured, reminding her.

  Cass came to a sudden decision.

  “I’ll say it,” she told him. “But I want to try something different. I want to make you feel good too. And don’t say that touching me makes you feel good,” she added when he opened his mouth to protest. “I mean I want to touch you—the way you’re touching me.”

  Jake gave her a slow smile that did things to her insides.

  “As my lady wishes. I am yours to command.”

  “Like this,” Cass told him breathlessly. And reaching between them, she tugged open the drawstring of his sleep trousers and pulled them down to reveal her prize.

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