Chapter 9
TAVLOR SAID A FAE CASTING word. The word hummed into my ear and I closed my eyes—despite the beautiful sight in front of me—simply because of how his voice sounded when he spoke in such a way.
When I opened my eyes, his robe and flowing top had disappeared. He was big, full of muscle, but approachable, at least with me. At least in this moment.
“Let go of my hands,” I said. “I want to touch you.”
More than I can say.
I didn’t know where this boldness was coming from. I had never done anything like this before, and yet, I was acting like I knew what I was doing and what I wanted from him.
The truth of the matter was, I had no clue. I didn’t know anything. I was acting based on instinct, on what this inner, more primal part of me desired.
He moved to take the weight of his b
