The Ravaged Fairy (22 page)

“Open your eyes and watch,” he whispered.

She took a deep breath and opened them,
then leaned slightly forward to see his big dick right near her entrance. The
swallow was loud and she shivered. Her toes curled as he grabbed his cock in
his hand and pressed the tip to her opening. Another shiver, she couldn’t stop
the shaking as he pressed the head inside. It stretched and she pulled away. Obviously,
she wouldn’t get far and Thame tugged her closer.

His palm rubbed against her clit and that
wonderful feeling of rapture returned. This time when his penis entered, she
remained, her body snuggly tugged on his arousal as he pressed further inside.
Pain and pleasure seemed to blend, she watched, unable to look away as his
length slowly disappeared within her body.

Breena screamed, she opened her mouth and
let her emotions loose. The pain of those stretching muscles combined with the gratification
was an overload to her system. She fell back to the blanket. Her eyes locked
shut as Thame grabbed her hips and shoved the rest of the way. She felt
stuffed, her body filled to capacity and then he began to thrust.

His cock pulled out to the tip and trudged
back into her depths. She gasped, suddenly the pleasure was more. It
intensified and she found herself lifting her hips to his thrusts. Pain faded,
desire conquered all and Thame moved quicker.

He groaned, leaned forward to press his
bare chest against hers. She could feel every muscle in his body working as his
cock slammed into her. His lips found hers, but the kiss was chaste, it was a
reassurance as he thrust his thick arousal into her body over and over again.

Suddenly she couldn’t breathe. Her heart
pulsed quick behind her chest and the best orgasm of her life burst through her
body. This time the scream was loud enough to wake the dead. It came from the
deepest part of her soul as pleasure took over every cell in her body.

She couldn’t move, just laid there
stunned as Thame pressed delicate kisses to her face and neck. Her breasts
bounced with each thrust and then he grabbed her hips tighter. His cock speared.
His mouth fell over her nipple and sucked hard. He growled. His cock felt like
it was swelling within her and then he shouted her name. She felt the pulse,
the sharp pain as Thame shoved his cock as deep as it could possibly go.

Then he collapsed atop her with his head
against her heart. Breena gasped for breath, her muscles milking every drop of
cum from his body as they lay before the roaring fire.

****

Breena stretched her arms into the air,
her body sore but a smile lighting her face. The warm presence behind her
stirred and placed kisses on her shoulder. Thame’s cock also began to rise. It
pressed urgently against her backside.

“Good morning, my little screamer.”

She hid her blush by burying her face
against his arm. That had been the most romantic, wild night of her life and
she couldn’t wait to do it again. She was about to say something flirty or an
attempt at sexy when there was a soft knock on the door.

“Two things are a constant. You are
always tripping and we are always getting interrupted,” he muttered as he
untangled their limbs and stood.

Breena could only nod in agreement and watch
his erection as he stood and began to walk across the room. God, that man made
her blood boil by simply walking.. He could possibly be the version of an
ancient Greek warrior come to life or a fierce God sent from the heavens to
make her life a fairytale. She giggled.
Fairy
tale.

Sitting up she grinned and a few whispers
echoed, but she couldn’t catch any words. Her panties and shirt were on by the
time Thame came sauntering back in the room, but his expression was anything
but excited.

“What is it?”

He sat on the couch and took a deep
breath. Breena crawled toward him, her fingers touching that silky steal
arousal. Thame didn’t groan. He pushed her hand away gently and spoke. “A man
came to the kingdom...”

She lifted a brow. Some strange man was
more important than getting his thick cock inside her?

“His name is Valen, and he’s your father.”

She sat there stunned, staring at him
like he sprouted an extra arm. Her father was here? Her biological father, the
one that she had never even heard from was suddenly here. Why?

“He didn’t know about you, Breena. Your
mother left after you were conceived and she never told him of your existence.”

“You knew this for how long?” Why didn’t
he tell her?

“Not long. I...I didn’t know how to tell
you.”

She sat back and glanced at the fire. For
all the things to happen after her first sexual encounter, she never thought it
would be this. This was the man that gave her fairy genes, the man she dreamed
she would meet when she was a child. “I guess I should go meet me father.”

“There’s another thing...”

She turned to him. What the hell else
could there be?

“He’s not...welcome in the kingdom.”

Her mouth opened but she shut it quickly
wanting to hear all Thame had to say on her father.

“Queen Brook was kidnapped by the trolls
not long after you found me. She was rescued by Valen...”

“So, he’s a hero?”

Thame looked away. “He’s a Garcanagh
which is a wingless fairy that carries toxins in his skin. When a female
touches him, the toxins invade their system and they can become addictive.
That’s what he was doing with Queen Brook. She was slowly becoming addicted to
him when we found her.”

Well, that crosses hero right off the
page.

“He claimed his love, but she returned to
Carrick and became our queen. He is not allowed near the kingdom. The King
agreed to let him this close only as a gift to you.”

Breena didn’t know what to say, that was
a lot of information to process at once.

“Get dressed. I’ll go with you.”

She nodded and grabbed her jeans. What
was she going to say? Did he really care about her or getting closer to the
Queen? Her mind was a jumble of questions as they dressed and prepared to
embark to the surface.

The outside chill was fading. Spring was
on its way. Breena noticed the subtle changes as she held onto Thame and he
flew her high into the sky to meet with her father. She didn’t know if she
should tell Gran and decided it would be better to meet him alone first. To see
if he was the kind of man that would be worthy of calling father. She was
already skeptical as they landed just beyond the willow tree. Whisper had a man
at the end of his blade and with a whistle from Thame, the fierce warrior lowered
his weapon and blurred into the shadows.

Her father turned around. She recognized
the face. It looked so much like the one in the mirror. His hair was a dark red,
it reached his shoulders and wisps blew wildly in the burst of wind. He wore a
black shirt tucked into black jeans with a sword on his hip. He was tall,
probably as tall as Thame and his eyes were the prettiest green she’d ever seen.
Valen took a step toward them.

Thame also took a step forward, between
them with a hand on his sword. “You will behave yourself.”

“You’ll stop being a prick and let me see
my daughter.”

“You don’t look much older than I am.”
Breena spoke quietly and shifted to stand beside Thame.

He smiled when he looked at her this time.
“Fairies don’t age as quickly.” His smile broadened. “You look so much like
your mother.”

“Did you love her?” His happy expression
fell and she knew his next words would be a lie.

“I could have.”

“Then why should I love you?” It was the
truth. If he never loved her mother what was the point of him trying to love a
daughter he hadn’t known existed?

“You shouldn’t,” he whispered and a
sadness fell over his features. “I didn’t even know you were alive, that she
had conceived. I’m only here to tell you if you ever need anything at all, I
will be here for you.”

“For me or for the Queen?”

Valen frowned. “Both.”

His chin lifted and she was reminded so
much of herself, it was scary. Her stubborn streak was right there before her. Despite
the stories that she heard there was still a part of her heart that wanted to
give him a chance. “Would you like to go for a walk?”

His smiled beamed. “I’d love to.” They
began toward each other and Thame slowed his pace. He remained behind them but
far enough away to give Breena time to with Valen. They followed a dark path
around the kingdom. It wasn’t gloomy for long, the clouds parted and sun shined
to reveal a whole new world. Breena talked to her father as they traveled this
vibrant path.

****

 Beady eyes opened and remained motionless
as a flutter of wings sounded. Its breath was even and controlled, as it lay
scrunched in this small space. The hole had already been dug, big enough to fit
its body and the bush at the front hid it perfectly. Now all it had to do was
lie in wait, patiently searching for the right moment. When one of those
females was alone, it would use the bottle of smelly liquid to knock her out
and steal her.

“Are you sure it’s safe to live this far
from the palace?” A sweet voice sounded at the entrance of the house he hid
beneath.

“Of course it is.” A male spoke. “It’s
better we stay away from the humans. They’re the ones the trolls keep trying to
kidnap.”

There was a short silence before the
female spoke again. “All right, be careful, Mord.”

“I will, Brielle.”

The voices faded away, it was still here
undetected and the troll grinned, flashing pointed teeth in the darkness.

****

Thame sat quietly on the wooden bench in
his unfinished garden. After all this time he was finally content. Breena was
kneeling on the ground and flicking snow off the buds that were beginning to
spring. Abigail was in the kitchen baking something that smelt like cinnamon
had exploded in a pot. He smiled, his millionth for the day and settled back on
the bench. How could life get better than this? Sure, there was still a ton of
problems but as of right now, he was more than happy.

“What are you grinning about?” Breena
asked as she stood and tugged the thick blanket over her shoulders.

“How losing my wings led me to happiness.”

She smiled back and walked toward him.
Two steps later, her eyes went wide and her face was heading toward the ground.
He was at her side tugging her upward and into his arms. “I’ll always be here
to catch you,” he murmured into her ear and wrapped his arms around her. The
blanket fell to the ground as she hung her arms around his neck. Thame flew
into the air. The smile plastered on his face seemed to be a permanent addition
to his new life.

“I do fall a lot.” Breena giggled and
wrapped her legs around his waist.

She shuddered as her core met his erection,
which also seemed to be a constant addition.

“Then I’ll do a lot of catching.” He
would do anything for her and wisped them both into the sky. It had been a few
days since the last troll attack and since Breena had met her biological father
for the first time. She seemed happy now. They all settled into this strange
roll of family and Thame had come to realize what his King meant. There was no point
to bringing a hundred fertile females down here, there was no future for the
fairies without love and he’d found his.

Her lips were under his as they settled
on top of his home. He hovered over the golden dome and kissed her until his
body burned with lust. “I love you, Breena.” He smiled and held her tighter as they
flew higher into the sky. Life really couldn’t get better than this. Thame knew
now it wasn’t just his wings that were ravaged but also his heart.

Breena had healed both.

Queen Brook watched the golden fairy and
his lovely mate fly high into the sky. The sun was beginning set on this
kingdom she could proudly call her own. Not too long ago she was lost and once
she’d found this place, it had seemed to bring the world into perspective.

A shadow caught her eye but she didn’t
turn as Carrick enveloped her in his arms. He glanced at the window just as
Thame flew from view. “They’re so happy.” She wanted to cry as strange as that
sounded. This was just like the dreams she’d been having. The kingdom would be
repopulated, happy children and smiling parents along every path. She closed
her eyes and held tighter to Carrick.

“They are. He found his own Brook.”

She smiled and turned in his arms. “I
have to tell you something...” His smile fell but she knew it wouldn’t stay for
long. The news she had to share was enough to make the world turn on its axis. “Carrick,
I’m pregnant.” His frown turned into a wide-eyed, shocked expression.

“You..but...when?” He laughed in delight
and spun her around the room before hugging her close.

“I’ve been feeling strange, and Brielle
confirmed it. Carrick, we’re having a baby.” Her heart swelled as the words
escaped. He would be the very best father and she had no doubt this child would
be loved. This also meant the procreation problem could be solved and her dream
had been more than an over-stimulated imagination. The Goddess of the Fairies
had actually communicated with her and now this tiny unborn baby would change
everything.