Seduced by the Fae

by Laxmi Hariharan

  He swivels around and a gasp spills from my lips.

  "Stay quiet." His eyes flash vertically. Oh, hell, did I push him over the edge? He peels back his lips and his canines drop. My pussy clenches.

  I want to feel those teeth sink into the delicate flesh between my legs. I squeeze my thighs shut and his gaze drops down to my trembling core.

  "You have no idea what you are doing." He shakes his head as if to clear it.

  "Don't I?'

  I should turn and run.

  This is my chance to leave. Finally, I am turning into one of the species I have admired. Now, I can fit in with my family, with this city... but the only thing I want is the angry male standing in front of me, eating me up with his eyes. He won't be gentle. He'll be a lot harsher than before. That final shield between us holding him back is gone. If my being human had stopped him from going that extra mile...now there's nothing to prevent him from showing me his worst. Goose bumps flare on my skin. Why the hell does that thought turn me on?

  "N...Nolan?" He doesn't answer. His gaze sweeps up to my chest, pausing for a second, then up to my mouth.

  He flicks back his ears and I swear they have extended further than before.

  He rolls his shoulders and his biceps seem to swell further. He's much taller than me but I am positive he's never seemed so huge, so much larger than life.

  "You're scaring me." My voice comes out all breathless and I curse myself.

  "Good." He takes a step forward and I sidle back.

  He holds his hands away from his sides and claws slide out from his fingers. What—? That's never happened before. Those look lethal, the veins of his forearms seem to pop, and honest, that is the last straw. A squeak trembles past my lips. Then I turn and race around the bed and for the door. I reach it just as a bolt slides home on the other side with a loud bang.

  I come to a halt with my heart pounding, the blood thudding in my ears.

  The air in the space thins, then rights. He used his telekinetic energy to hold me here.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Making sure you can't escape." His voice sounds strained as if the last piece of humanity in him has shredded.

  My heart begins to thunder. I did that. I tore away that final barrier of his control and exposed him for what he is, an animal. Like me.

  I turn around and meet his gaze.

  One side of his mouth curls. I flick my tongue out to lick my dry lips and his gaze drops to my mouth.

  "What's the matter, Red? You too scared to deal with the repercussions of your actions?"

  Yes.

  Yes.

  "Of course not." I fold my arms over my chest.

  "That's good to hear." He bares his teeth and I gulp.

  He takes a step forward, his pace slow, measured, and my shoulders tremble. My gaze skitters to the door.

  "It's too late to escape." He flicks back his ears and the tips lengthen.

  My throat closes. My breathing quickens.

  "This room is soundproof."

  "What?" I blink. "Why?"

  "So you can scream as loudly as you want when I fuck you and no one will hear you."

  49

  Doc

  Her pupils dilate. The black bleeds out until only a ring of green can be seen around the edges. The sweet scent of her arousal tinges the air. Fuck me, but she's aroused.

  My cock twitches and begins to extend and I clamp down on my desire. Not yet. Not until I have my way with her. Not until I have shown her that she must obey me. That she can't go against me and risk her life again. I had planned to walk away from her, but the thought of her seeing anyone else, being with anyone else, no way could I survive that. I had been wrong to think that I could let her leave. Or that I could leave her. We are bound together—in heart, in body, and in soul—and it’s time I make her mine completely. Time I become hers forever. "Turn around."

  She swivels around to face the door, and that little gesture of acquiescence sends a thrill racing over my skin. My groin tightens, my dick hardens, every part of me goes on alert.

  "Part your legs."

  Her shoulders tremble, and she moans. She fucking makes that tiny noise at the back of her throat that simply makes me want to throw her down and rip into her. I squeeze my fingers at my side.

  "I won't ask again, Red."

  Her butt muscles flex, her waist twitches and I can't take it anymore. I shove my thigh between hers and kick her legs apart.

  The breath wheezes out of her, "Please." She stutters.

  "Do you want me to gag you, Red?"

  She shakes her head.

  "Then stay quiet, and do not move."

  I swipe out with my finger and hook my nail in the collar of her T-shirt. "What the hell are you wearing anyway?"

  "They belong to Lily."

  I click my tongue, "I was testing you. Remember what I told you, Red. You don't speak, you don't see, you don't breathe without my permission, which you may for the moment."

  She nods then subsides; her breathing goes ragged. I draw the tip of my nail over her skin. Goosebumps flare on the nape of her neck. Hmm. Nice. But not enough. I tug my finger and the T-shirt rips.

  She cries out, but I don't stop.

  I drag my nail down the cloth all the to the edge of where her T-shirt hits the waistband of her skirt. Sliding my nail between the waistband and her skin I tug and rip through that too.

  Another moan bleeds from her and she stands there naked.

  "You didn't wear underwear," I growl, "how convenient."

  A shiver trembles down her spine and she wriggles her butt. Her thighs grip mine and I click my tongue. "Didn't give you permission to try to relieve the pressure in your pussy...yet."

  She takes in a breath and raps her forehead against the door.

  "You feeling a little frustrated, Red?"

  She nods.

  "Then do everything I say and if...I am feeling generous, I may even allow you to touch yourself."

  Her shoulder blades wing back, her spine curves and she rubs her breasts against the door. She literally begins to push her flesh into the wood, fucking it.

  It's hot. Insane. The sexiest thing I have ever seen. Warmth trickles against my pants and the wet fabric sticks to my thigh muscle, she's dripping, wet and ready and I can't stop myself. I drop down and thrust my face between her legs.

  She moans, then shudders.

  I tilt my face up and drag my tongue up her clit, then all the way up to her puckered back hole.

  Her entire body goes rigid, then she shudders and her fingernails skitter against the door. A whine wheezes out of her. I thrust my tongue into her back hole and her muscles flex.

  I shove my tongue in-out-in curling it in her puckered hole, then slide it back to the folds of her pussy.

  Sweet, hot, the taste of her is honey spiced with nutmeg. It coats my tongue and my dick throbs.

  I grab her thighs and shove them even further apart, then plunge my tongue inside of her wet channel. Again. And again. Her back arches, her butt goes rigid and her pussy clamps around my tongue. More moisture leaks out of her and I swallow it up, every bit. I sense her tense, feel the heat shudder down her pussy. Her breathing grows shallow.

  She's so close... my balls grow hard. No, not yet. I will not let myself come. Will not allow her to come either. I pull out my tongue and rise. A whine slips from her lips, and she turns around, her eyes flashing, "Don't you dare leave me this way." Color flares on her cheeks and her hair ripples around her face. She's so beautiful, my Red. Wild. Spirited and all mine to break.

  I bare my teeth and her gaze falls to my canines. She flinches, then straightens, and sets her jaw.

  "Bad girl. You disobeyed me."

  She pouts, and her gaze darts to the side.

  "Do you know what I do to those who don't do as I ask?"

  She doesn't answer.

  "Look at me, Red."

  Her eyes land on my face.

  "I asked you a question. Nod if
you understand."

  She jerks her chin.

  "You broke a rule; now you must pay the consequences."

  She swallows, and her face pales.

  "You get me?"

  She nods, a quick movement.

  "You ready to take your punishment?"

  A bead of sweat trickles down her temple. The sweet scent of her arousal bleeds into the air. I drag my finger over her clit and find she is even more wet, if that is possible. "I do believe I have my answer."

  I swoop down and grab her waist and turn her around to face me completely. Her gaze widens, her mouth falls open, but I don't stop. Bending my knees I heave her and throw her over my shoulder.

  50

  Alice

  He stalks to the bed and my heartbeat begins to race. Should I protest? Should I tell him not to do this?

  Should I try to break away from him? No. No. I can, but I won't. I don’t want to run away and that's the truth. I want every fucked up thing he can do to me. I want him to bind me and gag me and take me. I want him to tell me how to move my body to satisfy him, and the thought sends a tendril of heat racing down my spine.

  The world tilts and he throws me down. I bounce on the mattress, once, twice, then come to a stop with the hair flowing over my face. I lean up to push it away. "Don't." His voice stops me.

  I let my hand fall to the side. He shoves away the hair from my eyes and I raise my gaze to his.

  Blue, burning with intent. He straightens then walks around to stand at the foot of the bed.

  "You do as I tell you to and not a breath more or less, get me?"

  I nod.

  A pulse flares to life at his jaw. He looks feral, and I can't wait for his next command. His lips flatten, "Spread your legs."

  I part my thighs and only then realize I've done so without any conscious thought. That's how it is, when he assumes that role of a master, I am helpless to obey.

  His gaze drops to the flesh between my legs. "Now, squeeze your pussy lips and part them for me."

  Umm... Okay. Isn't that something he's supposed to do? Didn't he say that he wouldn't let me even touch myself, then what is this about—?

  "I'm waiting."

  I reach down between my legs, and slide my fingers between my lower lips, then I pull them apart. The cool air flows over my clit, and the bud of my pussy hardens. Blood rushes to my core and my thighs tremble.

  "Close your eyes, Red."

  No.

  No.

  I snap my eyelids shut.

  "Don't open them, not until I tell you to."

  I swallow. Damn him. He may as well have blindfolded me and gagged me and tied me back. Somehow, the very fact that he asks me to exercise my powers of self-restraint without restraining me is an all new level of fucked-upness on his part. One I hadn't expected.

  The keening edge of anticipation knives over my skin.

  My nerve endings crackle. My scalp tingles. My fingers tremble and I almost lose hold of myself. Help me, but what am I doing here, legs spread apart? On my back, waiting for my master to do what, exactly, to me?

  "Beautiful, Red. If you could see yourself as I do now."

  I can imagine, okay?

  I am sure he can scent the moisture that trickles down between my legs, see the pink bud of my clit bared to him, watch as my channel seeps and aches for him.

  I sense him move and then his heated breath sears the tender flesh of my inner thighs. A moan slips up my throat and slips from my mouth. I bite down on my lower lip to contain it. I will not give him the satisfaction of seeing just how much his games turn me on. If he knew, there would be no stopping him again. Not that I want to stop him. Not that he's going to listen to anything I have to say anyway. So why am I resisting him? Why am I holding onto that last measure of sanity that lurks inside?

  The rough edge of his tongue curls around the bud of my clit and goosebumps flare over my skin. The tips of my ears tingle and I sense my teeth ache and strain against my gums. What's happening to me? My very insides are being torn apart. The band of heat in my chest tightens and I gasp. Sweat breaks out on my brow. He shoves his tongue inside my pussy and I groan.

  My fingers tingle and I want to tear them away from my cunt, dig my fingernails into his shoulders and pierce his skin, and draw blood... Whoa! Where did that thought come from? I wriggle my hips and he leans the weight of his shoulders on my thighs, holding me down. "Don't move."

  His gravelly voice tugs at my skin and I gulp.

  The heat from him enfolds me, pushing me down, holding me down. I couldn’t move even if I tried. A chuckle tears from my lips. The next moment his mouth latches onto my cunt, his sharp teeth bite into my tender flesh, and I scream. I thrash my head from side to side; my toes curl into the bed... I want to, need to, touch him. Have to. I dig my fingers into his shoulders. My nails dig into his flesh, and the scent of copper rends the air.

  So he'll punish me later, but I don't care. I simply need to be closer to him. I tilt my hips up and he chuckles.

  He grabs my thighs and lifts up my legs until they are around his neck, "Mine. This is my pussy, you hear me, Red?"

  Yes.

  Yes.

  The visceral need in him reaches through the mating bond and my chest seems to light up. Pain. Need. The sheer primal instinct to have him inside of me tears through me.

  I grip my thighs around his head and push up into his face. His tongue plunges into me, again and again. The climax tears up from my toes, up my legs and he presses his hands into my legs and pulls me away from him. The waves recede and I cry out.

  No, not again. Pressure builds at my temples, pressing down against the back of my eyes. He can't do this. I snap my eyes open and meet his gaze.

  "I can and I will." He bares his teeth, the canines white against his dark skin with little droplets of scarlet clinging to their tips.

  Blood. My blood? A shudder grips my skin. It should disgust me, surely? Then why does the saliva pool in my mouth. Why does liquid sweep into my core?

  I peel back my lips and mirror his grimace. My gums tingle, then I feel my canines drop, mirroring his. "Holy hell?" I stare. "This is really happening, I am transforming into my Fae form."

  "You accelerated the change when you shared your energy in that last fight."

  My chest twangs and I bring up my hand to rub at the place over my heart.

  "I am sorry I went against your word."

  He blinks, then his features lighten and those beautiful lips curve into a smile, "I didn't anticipate otherwise."

  "I am obviously also no good at obeying you." I drop my chin towards my chest."

  He leans down and peers into my eyes, "Never apologize, Red. If you gave in too easily, where would the satisfaction be in that?"

  Huh? I blink.

  "It's because the pain still scares you that it turns you on. It's because you are still so surprised that it can feel so good that the pleasure pushes you over the edge."

  "You still confuse me."

  "Just follow your instincts, Red. There is no right or wrong here. There's only me and you and the chemistry between us that changes every time we are together."

  "And that's a good thing?" I frown.

  "Very."

  "So you forgive me for speaking when you told me not to, for holding you when you told me to stay back?" I draw my fingers over his shoulders and down his chest, leaving tracks of blood in my wake.

  His blue eyes burn, "Never."

  O-k-a-y.

  He flicks back his ears and my gaze flows over his face, down his chest to where the evidence of his arousal thickens and hardens. His angry cock throbs, rises up, the head purple and weeping precum and I gulp. He's as aroused as me, so why can't he simply just bury it in me and put us both out of our misery? My heart begins to pump harder and I lick my lips.

  He sits back on his haunches, then grabs my waist and turns me around so I am perched on my hands and knees. His strength still surprises me. The ease with which he is
able to maneuver my body is so fucking hot. My belly squeezes, my sex aches. Damn if that doesn’t turn me on even more.

  The sound of his palm connecting with the flesh of my butt reaches me first, before the white pain crashes through my consciousness. Ow, I bite my lips. He could have warned me. He hits my other butt cheek. Ow. Ow. That hurt more. Back to the first, then the other, he alternates between the two, so fast, that I lose count. All of my attention is focused on my butt.

  My pussy clenches, moisture sweeps into my core, and my entire behind is one swelling mass of pain. Red flares behind my eyes. The blue-green energy in my chest sparks to life. He still doesn't stop. He shoves his thigh between my knees, shoving them apart, then slaps my pussy. I scream. Slap. Slap. Slurp. The edge of his palm connects with my swollen cunt and a burst of heat ignites at the base of my skull, sizzling down my spine. He alternates between hitting the two butt cheeks and my pussy again and again.

  It hurts. It hurts. A wave of molten lava swells up from my toes and climbs up my calves. My entire body shudders, my back curves, and I raise my head and howl. The sound echoes around the room and I can't believe that's me. "Don't you dare come, Red, not until I give you permission."

  I hate him.

  I hate him.

  I pant. My vision narrows. Sweat drips down my temple. Tears overflow my eyes. My pussy weeps. My channel aches. I am empty, so empty. I just need him inside of me.

  He falls to his back next to me, then lifts me over him so I am straddling him. The head of his rigid dick nudges against my cunt. He grasps my waist and holds me there, suspended over him, and he isn't even breathing hard.

  "You want me, Red?"

  What do you think?

  I have a good mind to say no.

  I nod my head and he lowers me down so his shaft pierces my pussy. My inner muscles clamp down on him and I am so moist that he plunges all the way through until he hits my cervix. Little shivers of pleasure dart up my spine and I grit my teeth.

  "So fucking wet and moist and open."

  I raise my gaze to meet his burning one. He flicks back his ears and I feel the tips of my own tingle. My vision narrows on him—his face, his lips. I lean down and close my lips over his and he lets me kiss him. He lets me scoot my tongue inside and over those sharp canines of his. His chest shudders, then he angels his hips and thrusts upwards and slams all the way through.