What a fucking turn on.
The sound of a zipper being lowered was loud in the enclosed space. Reaching back, he spread his ass cheeks, providing easy access for his lover. His own cock swelled again in eagerness of sharing in Trevor’s first thrilling experience of semi-public sex.
Tingles of anticipation raced through his cock and balls as Trevor licked a hot path along the dagger tattooed on his lower spine, the pointed tip ending where the crease of his ass began. Trevor’s tongue continued lower, and molten lava flowed through Brady’s bloodstream, pooling where Trevor paused to rim his puckered hole.
He hissed and moaned his enjoyment, but Trevor didn’t linger after preparing him. Moving into place between his widespread legs, solid thighs brushed against Brady’s a second before Trevor’s thick, lubed cockhead pressed against the tight ring of muscle, seeking entrance.
The taboo location and illicit rush had Trevor fucking him hard and fast. Their bodies flexed, clenched and strained. Grunts and moans echoing around the car. Strung tight, driven crazy by the edgy thrill, neither of them lasted long. Trevor hit that perfect spot, triggering Brady’s climax and, seconds later, filled his ass with hot jets of cum, shouting his name and collapsing against his back then holding him in a fierce, if shaky, embrace.
During the drive home, his mind wandered. He should be exhausted and sated after a good hard round of illicit sex. And yet, that damn never-ending ache lingered, keeping him frustrated and second-guessing himself. Brady had no idea how to combat the restless yearning and feared its effect on their relationship. But he couldn’t help it, he needed more.
Chapter Three
Serena awoke to a loud, rumbling growl of thunder and a blinding shaft of early morning light piercing her eyes. Rolling onto her back, she stretched her arms over her head and shivered as the cold, hard boulder she laid on chilled her to the bone. Her head pounded, her eyes burned, and she had no idea how she’d ended up sleeping on the ground, blanketed by the fog.
Memories of the night before flooded through her sleep-fogged brain and had her bolting upright to sit and stare at her surroundings. She took in the lush green forest in the distance through the thick white mist, and her heart plummeted.
Still in Fae. Wish denied.
Feck!
Lying back with a deep groan, she rubbed the remnants of sleep from her eyes with small fists. Having been so certain her wish would be granted, waking up at home made her chest ache with shock and disappointment.
Another deep growl reverberated through the otherwise quiet morning. Scratching her head, she sat up again to look around. Something wasn’t right. In fact, the rumbling couldn’t have been thunder. It sounded almost…masculine.
Springing to her feet, she began brushing away the dew clinging to her dress while she took a closer look around her. The realization she didn’t quite recognize where she stood slowly took shape.
The air she breathed didn’t feel charged with magic as it did in Fae, and there was stone beneath her feet instead of grass. A melodic trickling of water captured her attention, and Serena took flight. Stone soon disappeared and a crystal-clear pool of water took its place. Beneath the water appeared to be white marbled rock. She’d never seen anything quite like it.
Fascinated by the sight, not watching where she flew, she almost crashed into a triangular formation of the same rock centered over the pool. Water dripped from the bottom edge, plopping down to create tiny ripples on the otherwise placid water’s surface. An eerie blue light shone from deep inside the rock, and it seemed to hum.
How strange.
Hope began to form in her heart, along with a healthy dose of fear. Maybe her wish had been granted after all, but what realm had she entered? Other than the sensual masculine sounds, Serena had not seen any signs of the native inhabitants of this unexpected place.
Upon circling around the rock formation, she came to the conclusion she was at the center of the realm. Heading in the opposite direction from where she’d started out, she encountered a copse of bizarre trees. The gray-green trunks were long and narrow, and white rings circled the trees at regularly spaced intervals. Sprouting out of the upper portion were thin branches supporting what appeared to be wide blades of grass.
Flying around the trees, she came to an odd structure of smooth white rock forming a barrier wall. She followed the upward arc until it ended in a thick, outward curved lip. The whole thing made her think of a large stone bowl, reinforcing the sensation of having shrunk. But what lay beyond the wall stopped her heart and froze the breath in her lungs. All energy drained from her body, and Serena plopped down hard on her ass with her legs dangling over the rocky ledge.
It took a long time for her mind to wrap around the images her eyes fed to her stunned brain. Everything was on a grand scale and appeared to be the inside of a massive dwelling. Directly across from where she sat rested a raised bed. While her surroundings amazed her, Serena’s attention became captivated by the two men at the center of the mattress.
The two contrasting lads lay face to face, one with the others hips clasped between his legs. Both were the exquisite embodiment of her most vivid fantasies. Their bodies were beautifully corded with muscle, one sleek and lean, the other thick and solid. They were the most beautiful males she’d ever seen. And she thought that perhaps they were humans. Ginormous humans.
One man was light and the other dark, his flesh decorated with various markings. Their bodies were coated with a glossy sheen of sweat as they moved in a primitive dance of mating, pressed together at their hips.
Her lungs burned and her chest ached, reminding Serena of the need to breathe as her heart pounded out a hard and frantic rhythm against her ribs. The men making love created a sexual heat she had no power to resist. Without conscious thought, she cupped her breasts and plucked at turgid nipples through the soft material of her dress. Fiery sparks shot from the sensitive peaks straight down to her engorged nub. Heat pooled in her sex, and a hot gush of cream covered her swollen slit.
One hand dropped lower to slide the hem of her dress up her legs. Her fingers trailed over the soft skin along her inner thigh as she watched in rapt fascination. The men rolled, the dark-haired male now on top. His powerful body moved with masculine grace as he thrust, firm ass clenching and relaxing in such a wonderful show of strength. Each had a hand wrapped around the cock of the man on bottom, pumping the thick shaft together, fingers intertwined. They grunted and moaned as they made love in the early morning light.
The desire to join them was nearly overwhelming. She longed to be wrapped up in the middle of all that succulent male flesh. To share in their enjoyment and passion. But the fear of rejection kept her glued to the spot.
Serena slid slender fingers through her damp, swollen folds in a tempo matching the men, her womb clenching, ready for one of their cocks to penetrate her. She was close to orgasm just from watching the two beautiful men, from feeling the lust rolling off their bodies in sensual waves. One deep thrust would be all she needed to reach orgasm.
The lighter man’s face contorted into an expression of ecstasy bordering on pain. At the same time, the dark man threw his head back, revealing a similarly agonized expression. Their shouts of completion brought her closer to her own release.
Busy fingers circled her nub and plucked at a diamond-hard nipple as the first tingles of impending orgasm raced through her abdomen, and she threw back her own head, ready to explode.
Shock assailed Serena, along with a dousing of cold water, as she lost her balance, falling into the shallow pool and landing once again on her offended ass. Sputtering and cursing, she sat up, rivulets of water sluicing over her drenched hair, clinging to her face and body. Spitting mad, she smacked her fists onto the rocky surface, sending up another splash of water.
“What was that?” one of the men questioned.
“What was what?” the other replied.
Serena tensed and waited breathlessly to see if she’d been discovered.
“I don’t know. Maybe Flirt dropped something in the fog lamp again.”
They soon quieted and returned to kissing and cuddling.
Whew!
Serena released a breath, forcing herself to calm her frustration.
Flirt? Fog lamp? What the words meant, she didn’t know, but it wouldn’t do to be found out by the natives until she had a better idea of where she’d landed.
Creeping back up the rocky ledge, she lay along the sloping surface and peeked over the lip. The men held each other in a tender embrace, talking and sharing tender caresses. Their loving glances and kisses touched her heart. She pictured herself between them on the bed, all three basking in the afterglow of making love. What a wonderful image.
After a short time, the men rose and began their day. She heard running water in another chamber then both men emerged with towels wrapped around their hips. When they dropped the towels to dress, she once again studied their exquisite bodies.
The dark man had jewelry piercing his right nipple and the tip of his now flaccid, yet still impressive cock. The design of a dagger with a swath of red cloth draped around the grip graced his lower back. A large wolf’s head covered the left side of his chest, shifting along with his muscles.
The blond man’s body, although unadorned, was no less magnificent. He dressed in impressive, elegant clothing, spending extra time checking his image in a reflective surface as he knotted a narrow strip of material around his neck. Just the thought of wearing such a restrictive item tightened Serena’s throat, making her wonder at its purpose.
The other male wore faded pants with various tears, holes, and splashes of color. She found herself wishing she were the material fitting like a second skin over his gorgeous body.
Holding each other close, the two men shared a lusty kiss before picking up similar metallic items that jangled and clanked in their hands. Then they were gone.
With the blink of an eye and barely a thought, Serena used her magic to dry her dress, hair, and wings. Once again, she moved to sit on the rocky ledge, replaying everything she’d witnessed.
Could the two enticing men be the ones she’d wished for and dreamed of? Dare she allow herself to hope?
A cold and wet black nose suddenly appeared and pressed against her body. Sniffing and panting sounds filled her ears and drowned out her frightened yelp. For the second time that morning, Serena fell backward into the shallow pool of water, sputtering and cursing. One hand clutched her soaking wet dress over her breast where her heart pounded out a frantic tempo. Moving slow and with a great deal of caution, she made her way back up the ledge, peering over the side to investigate.
A humungous cream-colored animal with dark eyes stared at her, the back half of his hairy body shaking with excitement. When he spotted her again, the beast let out a harsh woofing sound which almost scared the life right out of her.
She took her third dunk of the day in the water, indignation filling her. After using her magic to dry off once again, she flew to the ledge to confront the creature.
“Now see here, you wild monster,” she lectured, glaring at him. “‘It’s not nice to go around scaring the wits right out of a faerie.”
Cocking his blocky head to the side, the beast stared at her. His black mouth curved up at the ends making him appear to be smiling, and his long pink tongue hung out.
Giving the animal a thorough once over, she decided he was kind of cute. The wagging backend and tail were rather endearing. And his warm, goo-goo eyed look took the edge off her anger.
Serena decided it would be beneficial to assume a larger size so she fit in this odd world. She flew over the edge and blinked, her magic transforming her into the appropriate size. The animal woofed again when she stood before him, then nuzzled against her hand, sniffed it and finished with a wet, affectionate lick, making her giggle.
Going down on one knee, she got face to face with the beast, accepting his hot, wet kisses with growing affection while scratching behind his satiny soft ears. Soft golden hair covered his bulky body and thick tail. He seemed to enjoy having her pat his head, along with scratching her nails around his neck and ears, showing his pleasure by wagging his backend even faster.
“If I’m going to win over your masters, it’s going to take some work. I’ll have to learn about this land, figure out how to fit in here.” She sighed deeply. “I don’t suppose you’ll be able to help me?”
This earned another of those harsh woof sounds then the animal trotted away, pausing in the doorway to see if she would follow. He led her down a narrow passage to a large room and stood before a small table, wagging his backend. Next to the table she found a cushioned bench seat, which appeared comfortable. Serena plopped down and began looking over the items scattered about the tabletop.
Several of the objects were floppy books filled with glossy pages. Thumbing through the odd books, she found wondrous images of everything from humans in various styles of dress to shiny motorized carriages. All of the people depicted were beautiful and seductive.
In another of the books, Serena found the picture of a beautiful female who seemed to jump right off the page. She had dark-brown hair cascading in bouncy waves down to her waist and a sexy dress which was sure to heat any male’s blood. The expression on her lovely face was pure sex. The garment she wore had a square neckline with tiny little sleeves and hugged every curve of the curvy woman’s body almost all the way to her knees. Long, sleek legs were left bare, and her feet were adorned in tall shoes, which allowed painted toes to peek out the end. She appeared elegant and sexy.
“That’s how I need to look if I’m to attract your masters,” Serena told the beast. With the blink of her eyes, her simple dress morphed into the one from the picture, the same shoes adorning her feet. Since the humans did not have wings, it was necessary to retract and cloak hers. When her transformation was complete, the shaggy animal barked his approval.
Remembering the looking glass the males had gazed into earlier, Serena stood, intending to head into the bed chamber. The awkward shoes tripped her up, and she almost fell flat on her face. Before she could attempt another step, the animal appeared at her side. Once she’d steadied herself, he stayed close to her legs in case she needed the support.
“Feck,” she swore. “How do human women walk in these horrible shoes?”
Wobbling into the room, she moved over to the dresser, clutching the edge so she wouldn’t fall. When she found her balance, Serena stood tall, looked into the glass and gasped.
She looked like an exotic goddess. The males were sure to notice her now.
Turning this way and that, she appraised herself from different angles, deciding the outfit and hairstyle were perfect for what she had in mind. Now, she just had to learn to walk in the atrocious shoes.
This time when she returned to the large room, Serena sat in a cushy chair. Feeling a slight chill, she took the blanket lying over the chair back to drape across her legs then picked up another book. This one had a hard cover. She gazed at pictures of enticing foods that soon had her stomach growling.
Looking up at her faithful companion, she asked, “Don’t suppose you know where I can find something to eat, do you?”
He answered her with a sharp bark and headed in a direction she had not yet ventured. Serena wobbled along behind him on her high, toe-pinching shoes, excited at the prospect of exploring more of the men’s territory.
She entered a bright space filled with strange apparatus and a great many cupboards. The animal sat before a large box with a set of silver doors. The closer Serena got to the box, she realized it hummed.
How odd.
“In there?” she asked, feeling uncertain if it was a good idea to open the box.
At the animal’s barked encouragement, she grabbed the handle for the door on the right and pulled. A cold rush of air wafted over her, chilling Serena as she stared in awe.
Shelf after shelf holding various containers filled the cold cupboard.
Having no idea what anything was, she randomly picked up a container and pried off the top. Inside was a yellow substance. Swiping a finger through the silky stuff, she gathered some on the tip and tentatively brought it to her mouth. Her taste buds were flooded with a salty, creamy flavor. While pleasant, she couldn’t imagine eating much of the rich food.
Replacing the container, she chose another at random. This one was a square, flat white box containing a curved substance. The crust was browned, and it had a white topping with various items peeking out from underneath. She stared at the half circle, noticing the wedge-shaped cuts. Prying one of the pieces free, Serena held the pointed end to her lips and took a cautious bite.
A delicious combination of flavors filled her mouth as she chewed. Before she knew it, she’d finished off the section and grabbed another. After setting the box on a nearby table, she picked up a dark amber bottle. Much different from the bottle stoppers in Fae, this bottle had a strange metal top. She pushed and pulled at the closure, only managing to hurt her fingers.
Looking around the room, she spotted a container filled with various implements. The item which caught her eye was a silver block with bumps on two sides and attached to a silver stick. Snatching the utensil up, she spent several minutes beating the bottle top, cursing the whole time until it finally popped free. She took a long drink of the frothy, yeasty beverage, enjoying it all the more for the work required to get into the bottle. The icy-cold liquid slid down her throat smoothly, a perfect accompaniment for the bread pie she’d eaten.
By the time her belly was full, Serena had devoured all the curved bread and several bottles of the drink. After closing the box, she wandered around the dwelling. The animal scratched at a door, which she figured out how to open after several attempts. On the other side were the most amazing sights.
Serena stumbled outside, covering her mouth when she hiccupped. She heard a loud roar seconds before one of the human carriages raced past. While she longed to explore this new world, fear kept her in place. What if she wandered off and couldn’t find her way back to the men? And what of the animal? He pranced around the grass then returned to her side. She didn’t want to lead him away from the male’s dwelling. And she hated to think of him anywhere near the carriages that could hurt him.
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