Falling Into Faerie After

by Mercedes Jade

  “It’s been so long,” Aeric said with a louder moan. “I can’t-”

  Aeric suddenly pulled out of my mouth with a pop. I peered up at him from my position on my hands and knees but he was the one that looked vulnerable.

  Dain slipped his hand from my hip up to my waist and pulled me back up against him. I felt his fingers slide out of my tender arse with a little twist as I wiggled. “Stay on your knees,” he told me.

  Aeric grabbed his own cock and gave it a squeeze near the base. He stood up.

  Dain’s mouth found mine as he kissed me from behind, starting at my ear and his lips brushing their way towards my mouth. I turned into it and let him thrust deep into my mouth with his tongue as he slowly withdrew his cock from my pussy, my walls clenching around him and feeling empty as he left me.

  Aeric had walked around us. For a moment, I had thought he left when I opened my eyes after kissing Dain and didn’t see him.

  “Put your arms behind you,” Aeric ordered, sounding so cold and in control.

  “Make me,” I said.

  Dain stood up and walked around to the front of me, not saying anything as I dared Aeric. Wicked, golden eyes looked over my barely dressed body, lingering on my breasts. I returned the look and got my fill of Dain’s body while I could practically hear Aeric stiffening up behind me at my careless dare.

  Dain’s tattoo went for miles, stretching from his shoulders and down his chest to wrap around his adonis belt and no doubt kissing his ass. There were thick, dark swoops and soft, scrolling script with the Fae words and cryptic glyphs I couldn’t even begin to understand. Every line seemed to radiate power, as if the hard, muscled body they contained was straining to break through, and all that power was focused on me, Dain’s harsh breaths counting the moments until he got his hands back on me again.

  “You want me to bind you?” Aeric asked in a quiet, tense voice as he broke his silence.

  I turned my head to look at him. “I want you to try or show a little fucking passion instead of this half-assed, fearful-”

  Cold magic drowned my outburst, Aeric picking me up as if my body was a sack of feathers and tossing me into the air. Magic caught me again, dressing me in silks that bound my thighs and wrapped around my waist and shoulders, but left my strategic bits open, much like the crotchless and cupless lingerie I had sported in front of Falin and Loren. My hands wrapped around corded silk straps that wrapped around an overhead branch as I hung suspended on the swing Aeric had created from my chemise.

  My walking stick clattered to the ground.

  There was only one purpose for a sexy bondage swing made out of silk. It was part of my new lingerie that was really a series of silk straps that kept me wrapped and tied into position.

  Dain tossed the tube of lubricant to Aeric.

  Oh fuck,” I said.

  “You can beg prettier than that,” Dain practically purred at me. He bent his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth, fingers rolling my other nipple lightly in contrast to the nip he gave me, then tickling down my chest and stomach.

  “Please,” I begged before he even got to my clit. Hanging there so open left me waiting and wanting.

  Aeric’s lubed cock probed my prepared opening.

  My pussy got spread with both of Dain’s thumbs and his heavy cock ring pressed where I was tender from his earlier fucking. He was mercilessly big and it would be a stretch no matter how much I was made ready. I sucked in a deep breath, prepared to be speared by them both but Dain flicked his golden eyes up to mine and waited.

  “Breathe out,” he ordered.

  They rocked into me, letting the natural motion of the swing ease the way. It still burned as Aeric pushed the broad head of his cock past the tight ring of my muscles and Dain worked his cock ring into my spread pussy, fingering my clit to tease me into wiggling him deeper.

  I felt my muscles clenching, ripples of climax teasing me when they were only halfway.

  The freezing cold of Aeric’s magic started again, but this time, I could feel the heat from Dain as well. It was like playing with ice and heated wax together and I started panting, trying not to scream.

  Dain stroked all the way in, shoving me back onto Aeric’s cock. “Come for us, Eve,” he ordered.

  Aeric pistoned in and out, moaning behind me. He grabbed my hands over where I gripped the silk cords and pumped me back onto Dain.

  I let go and screamed out my climax, letting my head fall back. Dain sucked and nipped my breasts, giving my clit a pinch that I felt even through all the squeezing of my pelvic muscles. As his mouth left me I still felt the pinching and looked down. I had on golden nipple clamps and a delicate chain connecting the two with a tiny bell that dipped in the middle, another longer chain running down to my pussy where I felt a less tight pinch on my clit.

  “Now you look like my Dark pet,” Dain said. He pulled his hard cock out of me and I felt the hot, velvety head without a piercing, figuring out where he had gotten the gold to decorate me. “Do you want me to show you how they work?”

  I moaned and squeezed Aeric’s cock still buried in my arse as Dain bent his head to flick my clamped nipples with his tongue and finger my jeweled clit. He had just placed them but already the pressure made everything so sensitive I wanted to scream again.

  Aeric bit my ear and told me to hold on tight because he wasn’t done buggering my ass yet.

  I knew Aeric had come with me, feeling the evidence slipping down the back of my thighs. Dain still felt rock hard in front of me and was already thrusting back in and out of me again, working towards his own climax.

  The bell hanging between my bound nipples tinkled.

  “Wait, I need a moment,” I said, feeling my pussy squeezing in aftershocks.

  Dain kissed my mouth. “You had a moment.”

  Aeric hardened further inside my arse.

  The magic started again and this time I couldn’t stop the shivering as it swept over me, although I couldn’t say if it was due to the freezing or the heat, both feeling amazing to my stimulated body.

  “What about refractory periods?” I said, feeling both cocks bump deep inside me and moaning.

  “Sounds like a human problem,” Dain said.

  “Do you want to scream for mercy?” Aeric asked. He wrapped his hand half way around my neck and tugged gently back, pistoning his hips and buggering me harder like he promised. The possessive grip around my throat made me whimper.

  I wasn’t going to be freed until their cocks were both satisfied.

  “Too late to beg mercy,” Dain declared, licking and sucking at my lips again but not kissing. He had more to say. “You’re ours now,” he added and grabbed onto my silk wrapped hips, getting a good grip on the swing. His next thrust up bounced against my clit, giving me a jolt of pleasure and a tinkle of the bell. “We’re going to ruin you for humans. You’ve been Marked ours and if we have to fuck-” Another bump of my clit made me clench. “-you full of cum and pierce your sweet flesh-” He released one of my hips to finger my jeweled clit and feel the cream from his thrusts. “-so there will be no other Fae mistaking who you belong to-”

  Aeric spanked my left bum cheek. “There will be no other Fae,” he said.

  Did they think I was crazy? The two of them were already driving me mad. All seven of my Marks were too much for my mind to handle as they built me up to another climax.

  “Dain, please,” I begged.

  “Better,” he praised and nipped my mouth. “We’ll work on your stamina next.”

  The feel of Dain’s cock without his ring wasn’t any less stimulating. He had used his piercing to adorn my clit with a clever clamp that didn’t need anything more than a good thrust into my pussy to bring me pleasure. There were tiny, gold beads attached to it that swung and teased my clit with the hot feel of his magic every time they touched. He pushed me harder without fear of hurting me, lifting my hips in the swing as he bottomed out so I had to take all of him, deeper and faster.

 
Aeric released my throat and the swing so he could bring his hands around to play with my clamped nipples. There was no denying the swollen sensitivity now. I screamed his name as he tortured me, cupping my breasts and giving both a squeeze as he pushed deep into my ass, making the bell connecting my clamps sway and ring, the tiny weight tugging on my nipples as the chain tightened.

  Magic was humming all over my body. The hot and cold had divided better now so I felt like Dain was fucking my body up against a cold glass window. Aeric’s fingers were freezing but he never kept them in one spot long enough to numb the sensations of his pinching and soft scratching that teased my nerves. Dain moved his heated touch around, too, taking particular pleasure in touching me wherever Aeric had so I felt the wicked contrasts of their temperature.

  I started moaning and whimpering for the orgasm before it even hit me, both of them fucking me without holding back, cocks brushing up against the thin barrier inside me separating them. I couldn’t escape their relentless thrusts in the swing, held open and rocked between them over and over until my whole body shook with need.

  This time was different than all the rest. I felt my snowflake burn in my chest, a cold so deep it was a frostbite but never quite freezing, thawing under the power Dain was also passing into me through every touch and kiss. Even their cocks inside me seemed to push magic.

  “Bite me,” Dain ordered, shoving his thumb into my mouth without further explanation.

  I tasted blood as Dain’s cock jacked inside of me. Suddenly, the clamps on my body disappeared and I felt the big hoop piercing Dain’s cock once more, pushing the walls of my pussy wide as he drove into me hard. I screamed as tingling sensation rushed to my nipples and clit, shoving me over the edge as I began to climax. Aeric’s hips jerked behind me a moment later, and then the magic released, almost blacking me out as my body squeezed around the both of them and my snowflake finally melted.

  The pain in my chest disappeared. I gasped in relief. Dain brushed my lips with his and the next breath was easier. Aeric released my nipples and I felt an ache, but not as sharp as when I had been driven over orgasm by the removal of the clamps, his touch slowing the prickly return of blood to my swollen nipples.

  I felt tender and wrung-out and deeply satisfied. It reminded me of the Faerie moonshine, a strong hit that nearly choked you and then all the air tasted more refreshing. I could appreciate the liquor in small amounts but no way could I make drinking it a habit without losing my head. The same would apply to fucking Faerie princes. Even two at once had been stretching my limits.

  This had better have fixed the geas.

  “Is that it?” I said to two male groans.

  Chapter 19:

  Aeric chuckled behind me at my anticlimactic question and let out a relieved sigh. I felt his cool forehead drop to rest against my upper back.

  Golden eyes swept over my flushed face. “We don’t want you too sore for riding later,” Dain said.

  I blushed hard. “I meant is the geas gone,” I said.

  “I guess so if you can talk about it,” Aeric answered wrapping his arms under mine to hug my chest from behind and hold me up.

  A wave of cool magic left me standing completely naked as he lowered me to the ground. I squeaked a complaint as Aeric let go to set my chemise back to rights.

  “Was it so awful?” I said, leaning my head back on Aeric’s chest and wishing I could see his face.

  “Not awful at all,” Aeric whispered to me. Cool fingers slid down my side and found their way to my clit. “You were a wonderful surprise, brat.”

  I squeezed my thighs tight on Aeric’s hand, much too sensitive to be played with further.

  “Is that a ‘no’ to another round without a magical love spell thingy in the way?” Dain teased.

  I whimpered.

  Dain gathered me up from Aeric’s arms and let me collapse against his chest. I snuggled, letting him sweep me off my feet.

  After about ten seconds of contentment, I launched into my demands.

  “We don’t have time for more sex because you all have a lot of explaining to do,” I said. “Let’s start at Freaky Friday and I don’t want anyone skipping over details. We’ll check on my brothers and once they’re sleeping there’s going to be a big campfire and confession time.”

  Dain lowered my feet back to the ground, giving me a questioning look as I still clung to him with my arms around his shoulders. He wasn’t getting away that easy from me.

  “Do you think she’s always this bossy after being fucked?” Aeric said from behind me.

  “You didn’t bugger her properly,” Dain said.

  “Her arse was pretty soft and white for a punished female,” Aeric retorted.

  “Hey,” I said before either of them could continue to blame the other for the restoration of my sassy attitude. “I’ve been thoroughly fucked. No amount of orgasms is going to suddenly make either of you less jerks. The problem here isn’t me.”

  Dain’s chest rumbled with amusement. “There’s always the hairbrush method to test out.”

  “I told you Kheelan failed to make an impression with his twig,” I said.

  Aeric snickered. “Did you tell him that to his face?”

  “Shut up and finish dressing me,” I demanded.

  I got a sharp slap to both bum cheeks from Aeric. “Don’t think Kheelan’s the only one that enjoys giving sassy females a good switching,” Aeric whispered, rubbing my arse where he had spanked me.

  I just stopped myself from moaning, enjoying the cool touch of Aeric’s hands where he had brought a little warmth to the cheeks.

  “Little masochist,” Dain whispered in my other ear. “I may have to rethink your punishment.”

  I felt the brush of Aeric’s half erect cock against my thigh.

  “I still want to fuck you, brat. Even without the g-”

  Icepick. Brain.

  There were a hell of a lot of Fae curses I learned in the next sixty seconds. Kheelan’s translation spell practically burned my ears as it worked to interpret two Fae languages spoken quick and dirty.

  “Am I the only one that doesn’t know why that didn’t work to get rid of the-”

  Aeric slapped a hand over my mouth.

  “We’ll talk to Orin,” Dain growled out. “Fix her dress and bring her to the camp,” he told Aeric, unwrapping my arms from his shoulders.

  “I’m not the only one bossy after sex,” I muttered as Dain disappeared. “Of course, he is always bossy.”

  Aeric laughed. “You have absolutely no respect for our positions, brat.”

  “Well, I did prefer you on your knees,” I snarked.

  That comment got me spun around so I could see Aeric’s naked chest. The rest of him was similarly unclothed, which made my chemise just as inadequate coverage, nipples pricking the fine silk as they pebbled.

  “No fear,” Aeric commented, looking at my pointed nipples. “You just fucked two Fae princes without worrying the magic would tear you apart.”

  I didn’t really know that was a legitimate concern. “It gave me a bit of heartburn,” I dismissed. No point worrying about it now.

  “Kheelan likes you. He dressed you in his colour,” Aeric said, holding his hand out. My torn drawers and dress flew into his open hand. He held them in the air. “Hands up,” he ordered. A wave of magic washed over me as the dress floated right over my body and settled perfectly. I had no idea how the drawers got back on but I felt them.

  “Do you think Kheelan will be able to tell it was ripped?” I said, looking at my skirts. Everything looked good as new.

  “With a touch,” Aeric cheerfully informed me.

  “You just want to see me punished,” I accused, given Aeric a dirty look. “I’m sure if your magic can make a bunch of sticks and spiderweb into a ball gown, then fixing my dress would be easy. Were you one of those kids that always tattletales on your brother?”

  Aeric’s face paled. “No, I learned early to keep my silence.”

  I
swallowed painfully, feeling like bile was burning the back of my throat. I hadn’t intended to wound Aeric.

  “Why does your father hate Kheelan?” I asked, soft and unsure.

  Aeric smiled at me and it looked so broken that I reached out and grabbed one of his hands, giving it a squeeze.

  “Kheelan isn’t perfect. You did meet him, Selvyth?” Aeric finally answered.

  “Oh, definitely. The resemblance to Kheelan is unmistakable. I’ll never forget him.”

  “Selvyth doesn’t look like that. It’s glamour,” Aeric said. “Another way to poke at my brother. Neither of us look like our sire. We inherited nothing from him but curses.”

  The mention of glamour soured my mood further.

  “Loren stripped my human glamour,” I said. “I can’t go back until he fixes it.”

  Aeric sighed. “Eve, you can’t go back right now.”

  “My brothers can’t stay here. It’s too dangerous.”

  “Didn’t Dain mention anything about home?”

  I felt my heart stop.

  “What was he supposed to tell me?” I asked.

  Aeric looked over my shoulder, clearly thinking about what he should say.

  “Tell me now,” I demanded, giving his shin a kick. Prince Aeric needed to be reminded he was still a brat first, too.

  “We’ll go back to everyone and then explain, like you wanted.”

  Oh no, he didn’t. I was tired of all the Fae lies. I wanted the unvarnished truth and I knew one way to get it.

  “Aeric, you owe me two favours,” I reminded him.

  He windowed me.

  I was shaking off the cold feel of the dark in-between when I realized we were in the middle of the camp. The first one I saw was Orin sitting on a log, staring at a campfire when I arrived. His blue eyes snapped over to mine and locked on with such intensity that I stood frozen, the angry words I had for Aeric lost to that haunted stare.

  It was the kind of look so full of regret that it was painful to meet and acknowledge. Dread dragged my feet as I stepped towards Orin. He was probably in my head but I needed to speak with him and the others deserved to be in on the conversation. No more secrets or hidden purpose. We were all in this together now.