[Fae Scandals 1]Prince of Submission
Fae Scandals 1
Prince of Submission
Corrin DeMarco is a prince of the light court of Fae whose days of freedom are about to end. He only has a week before he must return to his kingdom and start his training to be king. Though it’s forbidden, he engages in an illustrious affair, never expecting to meet the man who would become his fantasy.
Adrian Cadence is a prince of the dark court of Fae who was kicked out of the Seelie kingdom for his love of other men. When he runs into Corrin he’s drawn to the Seelie prince who likes to dabble in darkness, and an unexpected proposal leads to a night of passion.
A cross-country pursuit, an unconventional courtship, and an opportunity to find love will make Corrin face his desires. But he will have to decide if love is enough for him to shrug off duty and turn his back on everything he’s been taught in order to become Adrian’s
Prince of Submission
.
Genre:
Alternative (M/M or F/F), BDSM, Fantasy
Length:
42,164 words
Fae Scandals 1
Jana Downs
EVERLASTING CLASSIC
MANLOVE
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Fae Scandals 1
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“Prince Corrin! Prince Corrin! Now that you’re graduating from NYU, what are your plans?” A reporter shoved a microphone into the face of the prince of the Seelie Fae, the light court, the beautiful ones, etc., etc., etc., as he came out of his last exam.
“There are rumors flying on the Internet that you are taking some friends down to New Orleans for a graduation bash, any truth in that?” another crowed.
“What about Mariah? Is she really your new girlfriend?”
“Prince Corrin!”
The flash of fifty cameras momentarily blinded the annoyed twenty-four-year-old. Yet he pasted on a charismatic smile as he’d been taught and tried to push through the wall of human paparazzi.
“I have no comment on my graduation plans at this time. The royal family will host a conference this evening to make those announcements. Please, move. I’m trying to get to the dorm room, guys. You know how the administration is, got to have it cleaned out by four, and I’m already running behind.” Corrin’s voice was smooth and silky, invading the minds of the reporters and making them instantaneously desire to meet his wishes.
The subtle glamour magick that Corrin used was technically illegal. However, the authorities had thus far looked the other way when it came to the pushy cameramen that practically stalked the Faery Prince like dogs with a bone. Where were his bodyguards? Exasperation pooled inside him as the feel of sweaty human bodies pressed close to him, making him feel inexorably damp and dirty.
“Get the hell out of the way!” a voice like thunder rumbled from somewhere behind the blinding flash of cameras. A muscled arm broke through the arms of the human wall and grasped his forearm. Corrin was pulled through with a hard jerk.
“Thank god, Richard! What the hell took you so long?” Corrin grumped as he was forced ahead of the pack and then surrounded by the familiar shapes of his entourage.
He glanced behind him at the stern face of his head bodyguard. Richard was over six and a half feet tall, with dark-blue hair and matching azure-blue eyes, which were hidden by sunglasses of course. He was an elemental Fae. One of the few left in the royal guard. He specialized in water and could call a downpour in the clearest sky or a fog in the middle of a day with zero humidity. It was pretty impressive.
“Sorry, we were finishing clearing out your dorm room and lost track of time. I thought your test got out at one thirty,” Richard said, making a subtle signal so that the guards fell into a
V
formation on either side of them.
Corrin felt a flash of annoyance. “Well, it does officially, but I finished early so I could clean out the room. I told you I’d pack up myself, and I promised Gary I’d help him pack up his stuff as well. I told you that very specifically, Rich. Why didn’t you listen?”
“We received a phone call from your father. The king says no prince worth his salt would clean his own dorm room. Therefore, he instructed us to pack up your things and allow a maid service to come in and clean.” He paused. “We also assisted your roommate in packing his things. So, you needn’t worry.”
Corrin gritted his teeth and counted backward from ten. Only his father would dare completely disregard his wishes because he deemed them impractical. Thank goddess he had convinced his mother to approve his week-long graduation vacation to New Orleans. He was taking his two best friends, two humans who his father approved of solely because he thought that Corrin was sleeping with them, Mariah and Taylor. It was completely untrue of course, but they played it up for the cameras and in front of his family. He’d even talked his mother into approving the vacation with no bodyguards. That in itself was a miracle.
For the first time in twenty-four years he was going to have an entire week to himself. The press conference was supposed to create a false trail so that they didn’t follow him and his friends down to the city below sea level. A lookalike was being paid to have a vacation in Cancun so that he could have his fun away from the cameras, and for that he was eternally grateful.
“We’re bringing the car around for you, my prince. Your father sent his private jet which is fueled and waiting for you. We’ll touchdown in North Carolina by five, and the press conference is at seven thirty. Also, we’re sending cars for both of your friends. They’ll be meeting us tomorrow morning at the airport,” Gael, the second-in-command of his guards, said. He was responsible for keeping Corrin’s world running smoothly, and since he was half-Brownie, he did the task with extraordinary skill.
Gael’s skin was a warm caramel tone, his hair a soft chestnut brown, and he had apple-green eyes. He was beautiful like the rest of his people, but his half-Brownie heritage showed in the nurturing manner in which he regarded those in his charge. Brownies were known to take care of human households, keeping them orderly and repairing anything that was in disarray. Gael kept Corrin’s schedule straight and also kept his 1972 Dodge Charger in perfect running condition, forever cementing him in Corrin’s good graces.
“Cool. Let’s get out of here then.” Corrin sighed as he took one last look around the campus he’d called home for the last five years and climbed into the waiting confines of the limousine.
* * * *
“We’ll be arriving shortly, Corrin,” Richard reminded as Corrin’s mind drifted. “The Seelie court has missed you greatly in your absence.”
“Yeah,” Corrin murmured, only half listening. He felt like he wasn’t able to breathe already. He could almost feel the combined weight of duty and responsibility as it came barreling toward him after his graduation. “I’m going to go freshen up and change. I’ll be right back.” He stood and nodded to his bodyguards. They moved out of his way so that he could retrieve his clothing bag from the small closet and navigate his way to the door that led into the hallway.
The Seelie court, also known as the light court, was located in the rolling hills of North Carolina right outside the small town of Sparta. The Fae had been there since the early nineteen hundreds, ever since the people of their court had tired of the constant chaos that was Europe. The world wars in particular influenced their decision to move court across the ocean to the relatively calm section of the United States. Of course, there were still a few Fae courts in Europe, but Corrin’s family wasn’t one of them.
The Fae government and their court had become one of the most intensely covered and documented organizations in the world. Corrin was a unique child in their world. Most of the Fae at court had grown up in an almost exclusively Fae world, but Corrin had straddled the fence in a lot of ways. He’d attended public schools in Sparta and had applied to a university the same as his human classmates.
Corrin had chosen NYU for several reasons. Firstly that it was far away from everything that was familiar. The countryside that was in his blood was beautiful, but Corrin wanted to experience something he’d never had the chance to. The sprawling New York streets had become his personal stomping grounds, and that suited him just fine. Not many Fae lived in the city, and for the first time Corrin had been surrounded by nothing but humans. He adored the brassy personalities of his human companions, completely at odds with the bowing and scraping of his Seelie peers.
