“f**k them, I don’t care whoever is watching or listening.” He nipped the tight bud, growling in pleasure as she quivered in eager response. “I’ve wanted to have a little chat with him for a very long time.”
Without warning Amelia shoved him away, her face flushed as she wrapped her arms protectively around her waist.
“I doubt he’ll be in a chatty mood,” she rasped.
Stefan’s lips twisted. Under normal circumstances, no Were would have been capable of escaping his grasp. Being king did have its benefits. This whole premating thing sucked.
Well, the loss of his power sucked.
The rest…
It was definitely growing on him.
“We’ll see.” He sucked in a deep breath, attempting to halt any more growth. Time for his own attempt at distraction. “What of the fae?”
Genuine surprise flashed throug
