Avery
A delicious ache spread up from my groin, through my core. I had been satisfied twice over in less than an hour. Most men couldn't keep up with my sex drive. Which was irritating as fuck. I'd always had to masturbate with all my boyfriends. When they discovered how much I did want sex, daily, they either puffed up that they could do it or eventually ran.
But Darrius and Malcolm made me purr inside during my multiple orgasms. I should hate them. I did.
Fantastic sex was one thing.
They were my enemy. Because of their kind, my mom was dead, I couldn't let that go. No matter how much I started to care for Darrius and Malcolm. Hell, I even got choked up that the castle's Brownies had washed and fixed my clothes. Best if I helped them get this Simeon back, get my weapons, and leave.
I'd give them what I had never given any Fae I'd crossed paths with, their lives.