Menage a Fairy (A Fairy Novel) (3 page)

It was him.

Her lips parted. She forgot how to breathe as the man she had searched so hard and long for arrived. He fluttered down over the cliff, his green hair mussed in the wind, those piercing green eyes on her and a smile on his lips. After all these years...

Annalise had finally found her green-haired fairy.

She leaned forward, amazed and awed. He was even more beautiful than she remembered. She reached out, unable to stop her reaction to him. The dirt beneath her gave way and the alcove began to crumble. She grabbed at the dirt, reaching above to hold on. No, she couldn’t die now, not when she just found him.

His warm, muscular arms wrapped around her. Annalise didn’t even hesitate. She let go of the tree roots and trusted him with her life. He held her tight, staring into her eyes with such blatant intensity. They hovered. The place that saved her life was now just a crumbled speck on the cliff and the waves covered the fallen dirt, sweeping it away to the sea. Annalise held tight, her body shaking, and not entirely from fright. She wrapped her legs around one of his.

Her green-haired fairy flew them toward the cliff, toward the hill that she scowled at, but the moment her feet touched the ground, she held him closer still. “I finally found you.” Her voice was a whisper. She wasn’t even sure he heard.

He reached out and fingered the small strip of hair she dyed green. He rubbed it between his fingers and smiled.

“My fairy.” The words were said on a single shaky breath. He was leaning closer. He smelled like fresh rain. She could hardly contain her emotions as his breath fanned her lips. He was so close she could kiss him. She would kiss him. Annalise closed the small gap between them and pressed her lips to his. The green fairy stilled and then truly astounded her. The kiss was magical. Their lips met perfectly, and their tongues danced to a wild song filled with smooth notes. His hands were on her back, pressing her into his hard body. Lust and desire filled her entire being.

A single sound broke through her paradise. Jayn’s voice.

Annalise pulled away, turning sharply to see the woman she loved. The hurt on Jayn’s face was indescribable. “Jayn...” What could she possibly say to explain? She kissed...her fairy man. Annalise glanced back. He was still there, watching them with his head tilted. “He’s real,” she finally said before glancing at the woman that always had her back.

Jayn straightened, and emotion faded from her face. “I see that. A real man with wings. I’m glad you finally found him and that...you’re all right.” Jayn placed her gun back in its holster.

“He is real! I wasn’t crazy.” Annalise turned toward him. “Do you remember me? The little girl you saved?”

“Yes,” he said quietly. “I’m Wick.”

What a name. “I’m Annalise. I don’t know if you remember that.” He nodded. “This is...” Annalise glanced back. “This is my girlfriend, Jayn.”

Jayn grunted. Her lips pinched at the reference.

Guilt weighed heavy against the joy at finally finding her fairy. All these years and he showed up just when she needed him the most. Now what was she going to do? She loved Jayn but she had just kissed a fairy. Probably the only one in existence. “Thank you for saving me, again.”

“You are welcome.” Wick smiled. “Annalise.”

The way he said her name was like a low purr. It sent shivers down her spine.

“It’s not safe here. Please come with me. Both of you.”

Jayn finally spoke. “You two can go...catch up. I’ll get back to the boat.”

“Jayn!” Annalise watched horrified as Jayn turned on her heels and headed back into the dense forest. “Jayn, please.” She was torn. There was no way she could let her fairy get away after all this time but she refused to lose the woman she loved. “I can’t let her go.”

Wick glanced around. “Then we will follow her together. Walking this forest alone is dangerous.”

Annalise finally noticed the sword on his hip. Narrow hips with thick thighs and abs she could bounce a quarter off. Damn, he was so fine she felt her womanhood come to life. She’d never felt such desire for another man. They walked off together, slowly, giving Jayn the space she needed.

“She’s mad,” he said with a raised brow. “Why else would she not join us in safety?”

Annalise nodded, “She’s mad at me.”

“Why?”

“Because I...we kissed.” She swallowed hard, feeling awkward. This was a mythical creature turned real and she had walked up to him and kissed him. Talk about being forward.

“It was very pleasing,” Wick said with a grin. “I would love to kiss you again.”

Annalise blushed. She felt her cheeks go warm. “Yes, I liked it too but...” They walked into a clearing, one she hadn’t been before, and she tried to explain that she and Jayn were a couple. It was more than sex and companionship. Annalise loved Jayn but her heart still had a dark, empty corner and she knew it was reserved for this man, this green haired fairy.

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Jayn couldn’t hold in her anger as she trudged through the thick undergrowth. The soles of her boots smashed twigs and whatever bugs failed to escape in time. The woman she loved had just kissed some guy.
A man with wings, for fuck’s sake.
Her world was suddenly spinning upside down. She hopped over a log, roaming toward the sound of waves crashing ashore. Jayn refused to let the tears fall but her heart felt torn asunder. Annalise just kissed him as if she’d been waiting all her life for him. Like this winged thing was her soul mate. Had their years together meant nothing?

The trees thinned out and the brown grass turned to specks of green and dunes. The low heels of her boots sank into the sand and she paused a moment to stare up and down the coast.
There.
The boat they shared was rocking gently in the waves.
Their
boat. Jayn kicked at the sand and kept walking. Maybe she was overreacting. After all, he could have kissed her. Maybe Annalise was pulling away when Jayn showed up.

The boat was only a few feet away now. She glanced at the smooth, shiny exterior. This floating contraption had been a hassle at first, but now, it was a home.
Their
home. Annalise had thrown all that away with a fucking kiss. Maybe it was meant to be. Annalise had been searching for him since she was a child. Jayn stepped closer and was shocked when something solid wrapped around her arm. She was so focused on sorting out unwanted emotions that she hadn’t been paying attention to her surroundings. That was a fatal mistake for any cop. Jayn flung her elbow back, connecting with something hard. She spun on her heel and pulled her gun free. Jayn was momentarily stunned by what she saw. Was that a...

This creature hissed at her and knocked the gun right from her hand.

“So not only do fairies exist but whatever the fuck you are.” She slammed her fist into its face and cringed in revulsion as black liquid sprayed onto her hand. “That’s just disgusting.” Another thing came from behind. It was short, so when it grabbed her waist, she used another elbow shot and kicked back with her heel. “Stupid fucking idiot.” Jayn spun, used her solid palm against its chin. Then her training kicked in. In seconds flat, she kicked and punched her way free of both creatures. She leaped and then crawled to her gun, spinning to her back while clicking the safety off.

Gun aimed, target approaching, she fired two quick shots to take them both down. The sound echoed. The creatures fell to the sand where black blood pooled around them. Well, at least she knew they weren’t immune to bullets.

“Jayn!” Annalise’s high-pitched voice rang out. She was running franticly from the tree line. Her breasts bounced and her hair was mussed by the wind. It gave Jayn all sorts of naughty, delicious ideas. Then the fairy showed up. He landed before her and extended a hand. Jayn glanced at it and then struggled to her feet alone.

“Well done,” he said with a nod at the creature.

“And those are...what exactly?” Jayn brushed sand off her clothes. Annalise came flying toward her to hug her close, breathing heavily. “I’m fine.” Jayn didn’t want to soften but the fear and worry in Annalise’s eyes got through to her hurting heart.

“They are trolls,” Wick said with a frown.

“Wonderful.” She took a breath, clicked the safety back on her gun, and placed it in the holder at her hip.

Annalise took Jayn’s face in her hands. “I’m so sorry.” A tear slipped free.

Jayn reached out to wipe it away. “Don’t cry. You always look like a raccoon when you cry.”

Annalise smiled. “I love you, Jayn.”

That did something to her heart, a funny little flip that made that kiss fade away in her memory. “Yeah, ditto.”

“It’s not safe here. We should return to my kingdom.”

Jayn raised a brow, untrusting and hardened to him. Sure, he was a mythological creature but this bastard had kissed Annalise. He was a piece of shit in Jayn’s book. “And I think we should sail away.”

“Oh, please, Jayn. I’ve finally found my fairy.” Annalise looked at her with pleading eyes.

Fuck
. That sad face always undid her most stubborn will. After a brief silence, she gave in. “Fine.” Though her mind screamed it was bad idea, Jayn, for once in her life, went with her heart.

Chapter Three

Wick didn’t know if he should jump for joy and thank the Goddess with everything or curse her. He had two females here and he felt stirring for both. However, Jayn didn’t seem to enjoy his company like Annalise did. They could both see him. Perhaps Jayn was meant to mate another fairy? He walked before them, keeping a close eye as they made their way back to the kingdom. Wick was rather confused by their interaction. They were not related yet they talked of love. What could that possibly mean?

That thought was overrun by the memory of kissing Annalise. That girl he saved had turned into a strikingly beautiful woman. More than that, she was smiling at him in a way that sent his cock poking the loincloth. His heart did a little quiver but he pushed that aside. This was his mate. He knew it the moment their lips met. Annalise was his woman. After all these years, he’d finally get to find true happiness with her. However, what was he to do with Jayn? Was she his mate as well? Was it possible to have two mates? If not, whose was she? So many questions and the clearing was not that far away.

They came through the forest to the grassy clearing and the willow tree in sight. “That is a marker,” he said as he pointed. “All Fairy domains are signaled with a single willow tree placed solitary from everything.”

“I don’t see any magical kingdom,” Jayn said.

Annalise gave her a look before glancing at him. Her features were soft and petite. He longed to reach out and brush his hands through her brown hair. “It’s there. Hidden from human sight to keep us safe.” His wings fluttered and he held out both hands. “I will be able to carry you both. It would be faster.”

Annalise nodded enthusiastically. “I’d love to fly!”

Jayn crossed her arms over her chest. “I have two feet for that pesky thing you call walking.”

Well, she was just a ray of sunshine. “Very well.” He gathered Annalise in his arms and the moment she wrapped her arms around his neck he flew into the sky. Even with Jayn scowling, he flew high. Just enough so Annalise would get a thrill but so that Jayn was still in view. Wick smiled as Annalise held him tighter. They swirled and dove. The wind rushed by their bodies as they made their way in style toward the edge of the kingdom. It was half-sunken into the ground, covered by an invisible dome that kept them from most humans. The space would look like a hill, random and obscure though no one would ever be able to climb it. He landed close to the edge and glanced down into Annalise’s eyes. “Did you enjoy flying?”

“Very much!” She smiled brightly. “It was wonderful. The sights, the wind. It must be amazing to have wings.”

Wick grinned. He couldn’t seem to let her go. She felt so perfect in his arms, just as a mate should. Annalise was warm and smiling, happy. He leaned closer, intent on kissing her. Just one kiss to ease the ache in his heart and soul. However, Annalise pulled away. She let go and stepped back. He had no choice but to loosen his hold. Did she not want to kiss him again? Were her loins not burning like his were?

Annalise turned and gasped. From here she could not doubt she the fairy kingdom. With the sun setting, the lights in the palace were beginning to glow and the fireflies were waking from their winter sleep. They darted between the dome homes like flashing lights. Wick wondered what she saw. Did she see the beauty in such a place?

“Wow.” It was Jayn who spoke. She stood beside them, breathless as her eyes wandered the landscape. “Okay. That’s impressive.”

Wick grinned. “This is my home. You are both most welcome here.” He held out his hands, one to each woman. “I am sorry, Jayn, but it is the fastest way down.”

“Please,” Annalise pleaded.

“Fine.” Jayn reached out and placed her warm palm against his.

Wick held a shudder, his body getting all sorts of excited. He wrapped one arm around each woman’s waist then slowly dragged them over the edge. Jayn held her breath while Annalise smiled with great joy. It wasn’t a long trip, but he took his time. Their combined weight gradually lowered all three of them. He glanced at the mammoth sunflowers that dwarfed their homes. With spring nearly here, they were stretching their petals wide and the stems were less drooped. Three people could easily sit atop one to watch the magnificent sunset. The ground came quickly and they landed softly. Jayn immediately pulled free while Annalise seemed to linger just a moment longer. “This is the palace.” He pointed toward the center building, much larger than the rest.