Bonded to the Elf king
He scratched his chin, in embarrasment.
My brows knitted, “But … but you weren’t touching me back.” I whispered. ‘Is he some sort of elf virgin? That isn’t possible right? He is an elf king, and he must have had sex before’ yet, the thought of him sleeping with someone else made bile rush up my throat. He wasn’t mine, not fully but i wanted him to be. I wanted to own him, to have him for as long as possible.
He exhaled deeply, “I want you, Eloise, but I am not quite sure how to touch you. I don’t even know if you want me to.”