Obsessed (60 page)

I have played your games long enough.
To’en called to his own powers and gave the Faerie imp a savage smile.
Time to play mine.

Anistana’s smug expression changed to shock as he bound her with invisible magical ties. She struggled to move, casting him a glare.
Release me!

He narrowed his eyes, and with nothing more than a blink, he sent her away…to a place where they would be alone.

Gasps and chatter below told him the Faeries had witnessed his abduction of their Queen.

I will return with Anistana,
To’en told them in thought.
When she has agreed to be my mate.
And with that he left the stunned Faeries.

To be with his future bride.

* * * * *

He devoured her body, his mouth everywhere at once. Licking, sucking, tasting. Goddess help her, she had never known such exquisite torture in all her years. Every lover she had enjoyed since her very first, was nothing more than fine dust in the wind compared to this man. They were nothing…he was everything.

With a start, Anistana woke from the dream. Her eyes flew open—to find herself in a strange and wonderful sort of meadow. She blinked, trying to absorb her surroundings and determine where the Overseer had sent her.

The bastard.

Still naked, her wrists were bound over her head, fastened with a silken rope to the thick branch of a tree. It surprised her how erotic it felt—to be naked and bound and quite vulnerable.

She was standing on a soft sponge-like cushion, similar to the bluewood tree’s moss, only this was much thicker, and pink. And her feet were fastened tight to the surface, her legs splayed.

All around her was brilliance and color, a forest of trees of purple, yellow and green. An abundance of flowers she did not recognize bloomed in pinks, blues, oranges and reds. It was a place of wild beauty that was unlike anything she had ever seen.

And certainly would have appreciated had she not been fettered in a most un-queenlike manner.

Ah, so my beauty is awake.
To’en’s sensual growl filled her mind, causing her to shiver with lust despite her fury with him.

Why don’t you show yourself?
Anistana returned, keeping her mind-voice light and teasing, but could not help the quick snap of her wings.

His husky laugh rolled over her.
I do not wish to…yet.

You have had your entertainment.
Anistana barely restrained her irritation.
Now release me. I cannot leave my people unattended with the threat of the Fae killer.

A whisper of breath heated her neck, but she knew without turning that she would not see To’en.
Your Faeries are being guarded,
he murmured,
by Evvan, the Devline Enforcer.

Anistana tossed her head and scowled.
A mere Elf?

Do not underestimate Evvan…as you underestimated me.

Ha.
Anistana gave a small snort, but then gasped as invisible fingers made of air teased her nipples.
Free me,
she demanded, but was furious at the breathless sound in her voice as more enchanted wind caressed her body.

“Are you enjoying my magic, ennené?” This time To’en’s voice was all around her, flowing over her like a sensuous caress. “Or would you prefer to have me?”

Anistana jerked against her bonds, struggling to keep her arousal at bay. She was the Faerie Queen, the one who teased and taunted and drove others wild with lust. Never had she been on the receiving end of such erotic torture.

The man was driving her insane. Invisible hands all over her body.

And now mouths.

Dear goddess, she was going to lose her mind if she did not come soon. If she did not have To’en’s cock sliding into her slick channel and fucking her over and yet over again.

Magic fingers slid over her bare silken mound and between her folds.

When they stroked her clit, Anistana almost screamed.

The fingers slid into her core, expanding, deliciously hard and thick like a cock. The Faerie Queen dropped her head back, her hair caressing her buttocks as she looked into the purple-leaved tree above to which her hands were tied. She could barely breathe, so incredible were the sensations.

Abruptly the hands stopped.

Anistana bit her lip again to keep from shouting, and again tasted her own blood.

Goddess, she needed to climax.

Damn To’en.

She raised her head to find the bastard himself standing before her. She almost licked her lips at the sight of his cock, thick with arousal. “Are you finished playing?”

To’en smiled, a dark and sensual look to his blue eyes. “We have only just begun, ennené.”

Before she had a chance to retort, the silken rope binding her hands lengthened, and Anistana was slowly lowered to her knees. And she found her mouth directly in front of To’en’s cock.

She licked her lips as he slipped his hands into her hair and guided her mouth closer. “Do you wish to taste me?”

Some rebellious part of her thought about biting that most delicate male flesh to teach him a lesson.

But a much larger part wanted that cock. Needed it.

Later she would make him pay for his treatment. Much later.

Anistana flicked her tongue out and tasted his salty male flavor.
Mmmm…a fine cock ’tis,
she murmured in mind-speak as she slid her lips over his staff.

To’en clenched his hands tighter in her hair, guiding her head up and down while he thrust in and out of her wetness. The Faerie Queen’s mouth was unbelievably hot, and she took him deeper than he would have thought possible. Her tongue and her mouth were magic.

He wanted to release her bonds. To have her on her knees while he knelt behind her and slid his cock inside her.

But no.

More was at stake here than the need to satisfy his lust for the beautiful Faerie.

He needed to win her soul…and her heart.

Anistana made hungry moans as she devoured To’en’s cock. When he felt the familiar rush and his balls tightened, he drew out of her mouth and held her away from him.

Even bound and on her knees she had power over him, and she knew it by the gleam in her emerald eyes as she looked up at him.

“Come in my mouth, so that I might drink your seed.” Her voice was low, husky with desire, her gaze heavy-lidded and sultry.

“Nay.” To’en lowered himself before Anistana, his knees sinking into the pink debe moss. He leaned close to nuzzle her silken hair, inhaling deep of her roses and lilies scent. Her wings flapped open and shut in a slow, erotic motion that pushed more of her perfume over him.

He raised his head and hooked one finger under her chin, tilting her face up so that she was looking into his eyes. “Not until you know you are mine, ennené.”

She frowned. “You are the most arrogant beast I have ever met.”

“Aye.” To’en gave a soft laugh and brought his mouth so close to hers that he felt the warmth of her breath upon his lips. “But I mean to have you.”

“Fools often mean well,” she murmured, their lips brushing with the movement of her mouth. “But they usually pay for their ignorance by making a tragic mistake.”

“I make no mistakes.” To’en ran his tongue along Anistana’s lower lip, eliciting a whisper of a moan. The faint taste of blood remained on the soft flesh where she had bitten herself to keep from screaming. He had seen and felt her efforts to refrain from showing her pleasure at his hands and his mouth, and it pleased him.

But not for much longer would she be able to hold out.

“What are you trying to prove?” she asked against his mouth.

“That we are equals, you and I.” To’en cupped the back of Anistana’s head, drawing her closer and crushing their mouths together. With his other hand he clasped her hips, pressing his cock tight against her soft belly.

His tongue thrust into her mouth and she welcomed it, taking him deep. As their tongues mated she moaned, and To’en gave a feral growl of pleasure in response.

When he broke the kiss, he raised his head a fraction to look into the Faerie Queen’s dazed expression.

“Fuck me, To’en,” she whispered. “I need you inside me.

To’en trailed his fingers up and down Anistana’s body, as though cataloguing her every curve. She shivered as his large hands moved along her arms to where she was bound, pausing at the rope tie.

“Fuck me.” For once she didn’t care if she was begging. She needed this man. Now.

His eyes were intent on her, flecks of silver glittering in their blue depths. And then her hands were free from the rope bond as he magically released her.

A slight ache burned her muscles from having been bound for so long. To’en brought her arms down between them and gently massaged her wrists with his large hands. “You are a beautiful creature, Anistana, Faerie Queen.”

“Is that all you see of me?” She tilted her head as she looked up at him. “That I am beautiful and that I rule all of Faerie? Is this why you wish to have me?”

Slowly To’en shook his head, his expression serious. “You will do what you must for your realm, because you care deeply about what happens to your people.” He released her wrists and placed his hand to her chest, over her heart. “You are willing to sacrifice your heart and true love for what is best for your people and those whom you cherish.”

For a moment she could only stare at him, stunned at his words. How had he seen through her so easily, as no other being ever had?

He smiled.
Because we are heartmates, you and I.

Nay.
Anistana started to shake her head, but To’en stopped the motion by capturing her face in his palms, and possessing her mouth with a searing kiss. Barely conscious of what she was doing, she eased her hands around his neck, slipping them into his thick white hair.

In the next instant To’en rose, easily picking her up as he stood, never breaking their kiss.

Hunger for this man flooded Anistana. Her wings fluttered and her folds ached as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock was pressed between them, and all she wanted was to feel him thrusting inside her.

Now. Please.
Her mind-speak demand was almost as frantic as their kiss had become.

To’en lifted her hips and brought her down so that his cock was at the entrance to her channel. But he paused and she pulled away from his mouth, her breathing harsh and uneven.

“Are you going to make me beg?” She clenched her hands on his shoulders. “I need you, To’en.”

He eased a fraction of his length into her core and she gasped. “From the moment I first saw you, when I first felt what truly lies within your heart of hearts, I fell in love with you, Anistana, Queen of Fae.”

An odd tingling sensation flooded through her so fast that her wings shivered. Before she could reply, To’en brought her down firmly onto his cock, lodging himself deep inside her.

This time a cry tore from her lips. She arched her back and wiggled her hips, adjusting to the thickness and length of him. “Goddess but you feel incredible inside me.”

Like no man had…or ever could.

“You were made for me. And I for you.” To’en’s blue eyes continued to make love to her as he fucked her where he stood. Anistana’s wings flapped as she rode him, raising herself up and down on his cock while his hands moved her hips.

Deeper, To’en.
She couldn’t take her gaze from his.
Yes. Like that.

Look where we are joined,
he instructed her.

Almost without thought she obeyed him and glanced down to see his long, thick cock sliding in and out of her. Even though she had watched herself being fucked by other men, the sight of To’en’s shaft inside her caused an odd thrill to roll through her body.

See how perfectly we fit?
The rumble of his voice added to the erotic sensation of watching his cock move within her core.
Lean back now,
he commanded.

Digging her nails into his biceps while she held on, Anistana arched her back, thrusting her breasts high. A rumble rose up in his chest, the growl of a feral wolf, as he brought his mouth to her nipple. He gently bit it as he continued to thrust his cock inside her.

To’en!
Her wings beat faster as she rode him harder.

Are you close, ennené?
To’en moved his lips and tongue to her other nipple.

So close.
She was almost dizzy with the sensations she was feeling. She could hardly think, much less speak aloud.

He growled again and smiled.
Then hold tight.

His cock expanded inside her quim. At least twice the thickness.

Anistana’s eyes widened in shock. In the next moment she screamed with the tremendous force of her orgasm, her cry echoing through the meadow. Her body continued to jerk as his now enormous cock slid in and out of her.

Oh, my goddess.
She clenched her nails tighter into his biceps.
I cannot take any more To’en.

You can.
His mind-speak voice was deep and throaty as his blue gaze locked with hers.
And you will.

Never in all of Anistana’s days did she think she would enjoy having a man dominate her. A man who wanted to possess her in every way.

’Til now.

Another climax built within her, even as she continued to feel aftershocks from the first.

Aye.
To’en raised her up and down on his enlarged cock.
That’s it. Come for me again.

Impossibly, an even bigger orgasm slammed into Anistana. One so large that a multitude of stars flashed behind her eyes and she could scarcely remember to breathe.

Vaguely she heard To’en’s shout and felt the intensity of his climax as his seed erupted within her. Her core contracted around his cock as it jerked inside her.

She thought her orgasm might never end. So pleasurable, it was almost more than she could bear. When the last convulsion subsided, she collapsed against To’en’s chest, melting into his strong arms and snug embrace.

His heart beat fast beneath her ear, his breath coming as harsh and quick as her own. Their sweat mingled, along with the delicious smells of his come and her juices.