Claimed by the Elven King: Part Three Read Online Free PDF Page B

piercing right through me. “I want to see
you.”
    That one sentence had the effect of
launching my entire blood volume straight into my face so quickly that I was
surprised that my head didn’t explode. It was one thing to be nude while we
were making love, but the thought of completely exposing myself to him while
his eyes deliberately took in every inch of my body brought out my shyness a
thousand fold. I had to fight the urge to cross my arms over my chest.
    The fact that he could just use his elven
magic to make my clothes disappear like before made his command that much more
poignant. Was he testing me? Or was I just reading too much into it, and he
simply wanted a show today? It wasn’t as though I had known him near long
enough to have learned even a fraction of his kinks.
    I felt awkward and utterly unsexy as I closed
my eyes and slowly lifted my nightgown up over my head, the cool air of the
bedroom against my bare and heat-inflamed skin driving the fact of my nudity
home all the more so that I couldn’t even look at him as I haphazardly tossed
the garment over the side of the bed. The urge to cover myself was now so
strong that I had actually started to lift my arms before I felt Sethian’s
scorching hands encircle both my forearms and gently, but insistently, push
them down to my sides.
    “Let me see,” he repeated, releasing my
arms and pulling away from me again.
    His heated tone made me glance up at him,
my cheeks now so hot that I was surprised that they weren’t glowing. I met his
intense gaze for a brief, breathless moment, before lowering my eyes and squirming
a bit in embarrassment.
    Even though I did not look at him again, I
could feel his gaze on me like a physical touch as he took in the entirety of
my body. It was as if he was moving his fingertips lightly, teasingly, over my
skin, making me yearn for his actual touch but unable to make myself ask for
it. My heart was pounding so hard at that point that my chest was beginning to
ache. I wondered if Sethian could hear it and if so, if this blatant show of my
excitement pleased him.
    It seemed like a small eternity before I
felt his actual hand on my skin, making me jump then gasp sharply as he slowly
moved his palm down the curve of my breast, his thumb lightly caressing my
already hardened nipple a single time, before he cupped the soft mound
completely and squeezed firmly. A small, satisfied smile stretched his lips
when I looked back at him, and I realized that his last action was merely to
make me look at him, a part of the sensual game he had begun.
    I covered the hand that cupped my breast
with my own and moved to my knees, blushing and struggling to hold his gaze as
his eyes narrowed slightly with keen interest and increasing lust. I gripped
his shoulder and leaned in to lick his bottom lip with a slow, drawn-out swipe.
This close I could see his pupils dilate, and the sight gave me a tiny sense of
power that I could affect him this much.
    My eyes flickered over to one of his ears.
I would have to be careful not to touch them this time. I didn’t want him to
lose control and our lovemaking to end in a rough frenzy like last time—for
more reasons than one.
    I yelped as I suddenly found myself tumbled
onto my back. His still fully-clothed body loomed over me, straddling but not
quite touching yet, his weight supported by a forearm on either side of my head.
He dipped his head and took my lips hungrily, thrusting his tongue inside my
mouth aggressively in contrast to the gentle kisses earlier. I opened my mouth
wider with a hum of appreciation and sucked his tongue in deeper, sliding my
own alongside it until I could no longer differentiate the two.
    Blindly, I reached up and grabbed his
shoulders, trying to pull him down farther onto my body. There was something
immensely satisfying about feeling his weight pressing me down into the
mattress, and I desperately wanted to feel that right now. However, it was as
if I was tugging on a statue