What Did You Do? (Infatuated Fae, #2)

by Jeneane O'Riley

The Unseelie prince was at the side of the bed near my head in an instant. He grabbed my throat with his right hand, continuing to fist his cock with the other right next to my shoulder. “Men—” “You want to come? Then admit it: say it out loud, and I’ll let you come, my pretty little hellhound. Admit you are in love with me,” he whispered slowly, emotion turning his voice gritty. “I love you,” I said without hesitation. It was a dream, and no one could hurt me for admitting it. No one could weaponize it or tear me apart for owning such an absurd declaration. “Then come for me now, my love,” he whispered with a smile, straightening to his full height to watch me. He fisted himself faster now, his hand still tight around my throat. “Now,” he said squeezing my throat firmly. I lost it. The tingles and tension built and built and built until there was nothing left for it to do but explode from within my body. I shuddered as my body clenched, no longer in my control. Mendax tightened his hand around my throat. I couldn’t breathe at all. It was terrifying, but I continued to move my fingers in circles on my sensitive clit, knowing he would let go. He didn’t. My wild eyes shot to him in blind panic. My mind became fuzzy, and my vision had started to speckle. Instinctively, I lifted my arm up to turn and slam my elbow down on his arm, but my orgasm burst forth like a gift from the heavens, and I came again. I came harder than I’d ever come in my whole goddamned life. Just as it eb...