ANGEL’S STORM MAGIC

by Meg Xuemei X

  I had to constantly remind him that I was the Empress and that harsh punishments would never be in order during my reign in Mysth. The good thing was that, as ancient as Seth was, he was adaptable. He was learning to compromise, though with his long-suffering look.

  And now, I had an unquenchable urge to take my mate to the Tree House; it was deep in the forest and warded by lethal magic. No one knew who built it, but I was the only one able to enter it. Others couldn’t pass its perimeter.

  It appeared to be a different thing to different beholders. Some said it was the Earth Goddess’s holy temple, some said it was a golden palace, and some said it was the most splendid Silver Tower that reached to the heavens. And some saw nothing but mist.

  Seth craved spending time with me in absolute privacy, and I was going to give him that before the final battle tomorrow.

  But could he, an angel, enter my sanctuary? If he was my destined mate, he could go wherever I went. I knew he was my mate, but then why did I feel so worried?

  The realm all knew I was the only one who could enter the “hallowed realm.” My people were divided when it came to accepting Seth as their future consort emperor, but if he could pass the ward, every fey would accept him.

  But what if the temperamental magic struck him down?

  Must I test my mate again? Must he forever prove himself before fey?

  Ephraim flew me over the tree lines, and I sensed Seth before Ephraim spotted him.

  Seth growled at our approach, wanting to strike down his friend. The feral, savage sound tearing from the depth of his chest startled even me.

  Ephraim dropped me several yards from his high prince and fled into the sky.

  It was hard for my mate to see me in another’s arms, particularly when another angel flew me while he had no means to do so anymore.

  “I just wanted to see you sooner,” I said.

  “I am here!” He still held a grudge. When it came to me, he was irrational and intensely possessive.

  I stalked toward him as he watched me darkly, desire rising in his eyes.

  He pulled me into his arms roughly, lightning sparking on his fingers from his residual jealousy.

  I kissed him hard, glad I was immune to his fury and power.

  PRINCE SETH

  Rose kissed me, her tongue licking me like fire and burning away my jealousy.

  Her scent of jasmine in the night sky and her delicious arousal hit my nostrils.

  My hands cupped her breasts before sliding toward the bare flesh between her thighs.

  “You can’t take me here,” she moaned. “My guards are coming.”

  “I can cloak us,” I said. My hands continued to grope her sex, exploring her hidden regions. She was hot and ready. “We’ll do it quickly. I can fuck you against a tree. You get to pick the tree.”

  She gave me a withering look.

  “It’s been a while, eroma,” I said. “I’ll die if I don’t fuck you right now.” I was telling her the truth.

  I grabbed her hand and pulled it across my hardness. My cock throbbed in pain.

  Rose cupped my shaft hard, wicked delight dancing in her eyes.

  “You had me a few hours ago, right before lunch,” she reminded me.

  “That wasn’t very satisfying,” I said.

  She narrowed her eyes.

  “I didn’t mean you failed to satisfy me, love,” I hurried to explain. “I had to hold back because everyone was listening outside our bedroom. And you wouldn’t let me make a sound when I came.”

  She sighed. “I’ll take you somewhere no one will bother us.”

  If I had wings, I could have flown us there in no time. “I need to fuck you good and hard, Rose.”

  She gave me an appraising glance. “There’s a chance you might not be able to enter.”

  “Why?” I demanded.

  She told me about her magically warded retreat.

  “I’ll tear its door off with my bare hands. I, a mighty angel, won’t allow anyone or anything to stand in our way to mate. Now, which way, eroma?”

  Her hesitation only made my desire for her grow hotter. I pushed her against a tree, shoved her gown up to her waist, brushed the bottom strip of her panties to the side, and yanked out my cock. She gasped, her hips swaying involuntarily.

  My mate was fascinated by my cock.

  I let the crown of my cock brush against her inner thighs roughly. Her breath became short and shallow, her lust thick in her veins.

  Though I was more than desperate to thrust my dick into her silken sheath, I wanted to drive my female crazy first. Right now, I very much wanted to hear her begging me to fuck her.

  She knew what I wanted. She bit her lip and released it. “Please,” she pleaded in a low, husky voice as she propelled her hips toward me to show her impatience.

  I chuckled in amusement. “Please what, Empress?”

  “Take me,” she breathed.

  Lust was a wild storm coursing through her, and I welcomed it.

  “So now you want a quick fuck?” I asked.

  “Quick and hard,” she breathed.

  “Against the tree? You protested before.”

  Frustration rose like dark ice in her. Rose was both fire and ice all at once. “Just fuck me, Seth. Now or never!” she cried.

  My hot-tempered, impatient, untamable mate.

  “You asked for it, little mate!” I could no longer hold back. There would be no more foreplay but a raw, quick, hard fuck.

  I lifted her hips against the tree and hooked her legs over my shoulders. With the strip of her flimsy panties pushed aside, her bare, glistening pussy was exposed, its petals opening for me, inviting me to invade it.

  The sight was lovely and erotic beyond measure. I nudged my crown toward her entrance.

  “Seth, now,” she cried.

  I slid in one inch, then another, instead of slamming it in with a long, hard thrust.

  A moan escaped her lips.

  Her thick scent of arousal filled the forest and enveloped me, stoking my lust to a fever pitch. Yet, I took my time gliding into her sheath until her warmth drowned me.

  Her tightness clenched my length. Skies, she was so hot inside.

  I drove hard into her, pulling out two inches quickly and slamming back into her depth.

  I thrust, faster and faster.

  She breathed hard. “Oh, Seth.”

  I withdrew, then pounded into her once more, with a single-minded purpose: claim every inch of her. Whenever I tried to pull out a little, her inner walls wrapped tighter around my cock and pulled me back in. I almost laughed. My female was as dominating and possessive as me.

  I drew out slowly and drove in fast, and Rose showed her approval in short, rapid breaths. Sometimes I delivered a shallow, teasing thrust as I enjoyed seeing her hungry, irritated look. When I drilled her deep, her purrs and moans were a fire song in my veins.

  Her flesh gloved mine seamlessly. My cock plunged into her pussy proclaiming its strength. There was nothing in the universe better than this. The pleasure my female gave me melted my bones.

  I found her mouth, and my hand grabbed a bountiful breast.

  My tongue fucked hers in sync with my dick’s feverish movements.

  Rose became breathless. She dropped her ankles from my shoulders and wrapped her legs around my lower back. We watched my cock thrust into her as our bodies locked. I pulled back slowly for her benefit, an inch of my shaft like a bridge to her pussy, before I shoved back in, hard and quick and raw, buried deep inside.

  The tree squawked and rocked under our assault.

  “I’m gonna come hard, eroma,” I said. “Prepare to have my seed!”

  Distant hooves reached the forest. Her royal guards were coming for her on horseback. They didn’t ride in their newly built airships. In the twilight realm, magic often interfered with technology, so the fey flew their battleships outside Mysth.

  Rose twisted my hair and dragged my head backward hard. “Don’t come yet, male,�
� she commanded. “Close your eyes.”

  I could take an order or two from my female occasionally just to appease her. Before I half-shut my eyes, the forest moved and we twirled in the air, my cock deep inside her.

  I gave a yell of warning and wrapped her tightly in my arms. What I wouldn’t give to have my wings back so I could shield her better!

  We spun inside the dark twister. “Rose! Are you alright?” I called urgently.

  She laughed in response.

  Was this another prank? I was about to come, and she had to stop me? I thought we had come to an understanding after I survived the ambush and harassment of her masked courtiers in my quarters in Atlantis.

  Not cool. Not cool at all.

  My cock ached in frustration.

  “Rose!” I scolded.

  Then abruptly we landed.

  The Mysthian horses’ neighs and whinnies seemed miles away, and I no longer fucked my mate against the tree.

  We were in a clearing. Ahead of us stood a vast house supported by a half-dozen red trees, and a half-dozen silver ones that stretched high into the sky. Their branches and leaves shielded the house, yet strangely invited in the light.

  When I’d flown over the twilight realm, carrying the Forbidden Glory to search Earth’s elemental magic, this place had been hidden from me.

  Only now it was revealed.

  I inhaled. The magic that pulsed deep beneath the land was older than Earth itself.

  Wild wind came and sang from tree to tree, calling me to spread my wings and fly. I suppressed a sudden angst. Would this craving for roaming the sky and space ever go away?

  “Seth?” Rose called, bringing me back to her. Her whiskey-brown eyes laughed at me.

  She was really enjoying this!

  I bumped her ass up and down my shaft to remind her of our true business before I demanded, “What exactly is this place?”

  “What do you see, angel?”

  “Are we going into that house to fuck?” I asked. To emphasize what I wanted, I thrust hard into her.

  “If you can get in,” she said, “I’m all yours, whatever you like. However you like.”

  My blood heated. “Did your magic transport us here?”

  “You can interrogate me with hundreds of questions,” she said, “or you can take me inside the house and fuck me.”

  The spell of twilight magic fell upon us. Time flowed differently here, and I could feel its rich, fickle texture.

  We were at the center of the magic realm.

  “If the house denies you entry,” Rose said, “the magic will break us apart even though we’re joined.”

  “Nothing can separate us,” I growled. “Not anymore.”

  “If you’re my true mate,” she said softly, “the ward won’t throw you out.”

  I laughed without humor. “So you brought me here to test me, little mate?”

  “You know what’s in my heart,” she said. “But are you afraid of a little test, High Prince?”

  “You’ll get what you ask for,” I grunted as I grabbed her hips and thrust hard and deep inside her to declare that she was mine.

  Rose gasped and moaned.

  I strode toward the Tree House with my cock buried deep inside her, until I hit an invisible wall. A strong force was about to tear her from me.

  Rose yelped in alarm.

  I immediately retreated, pulling her back and crushing her dearly against my chest.

  Rose and I were one. No one could take her from me. She was mine, and mine forever.

  I studied the ward. Instead of tossing my lightning at it, I sent my new, undefined, and untamed power—maybe it was the Sky Power to which the seer from the Death Valley referred.

  “You’ll grant me entry,” I said to the ward as my power pushed toward it. The ward came alive and flowed like silver liquid, surrounding and guarding the Tree House.

  Why should I give you a free pass, Sky Son? I heard a voice.

  I defend my mate and all she cherishes, including your realm, I said.

  Your Sky Power tastes like gunpowder and sulfur and smoke. Well, don’t be too loud in my house. Then a laughing voice trailed off.

  I stepped through the ward backwards, my arms wrapping tightly around Rose. At first, my back hit resistance, as if pushing through a wall of water.

  “My true mate,” Rose whispered, joy, pride, and tenderness glowing in her misty eyes.

  I would pluck a star for her just for her to look at me like that. “No doubt about that,” I said. “I crossed the universe to find you.”

  I strode toward the Tree House while thrusting into my female all the way, while she pleasingly cooperated.

  I entered the house and hiked up the stairs, my lightning forming a wall around us, even though I didn’t sense any threat. More lightning charged on my fingertips in attack mode. I didn’t want any nasty surprises while I fucked Rose.

  At the top of the stairs, I saw a vast bed at the far end of the splendid hall.

  It was time to reclaim my mate without any inhibition.

  EMPRESS ROSE FAYLINN

  The angel swiftly undressed me while I stared at him, awed that he’d crossed the ward.

  But he didn’t seem to register the significance. My savage prince only wanted to find a bed and put me on it. I sighed. Maybe males were all too carnal and less spiritual.

  I landed on top of the soft sheet with my prince kneeling before me, eyeing our joined flesh. My clitoris was swollen and shivering. I needed him to suckle it.

  Seth grabbed my ankles and bent my knees to my chest. “For deep penetration,” he informed me and started to thrust, each stroke deeper and faster than the one before.

  A rush of pleasure surged through me. I almost lost it when he grinded me in a side-to-side and up-and-down motion, his crown rubbing the sensitive front wall of my sex.

  I turned mindless and begged for his mercy, but my mighty male had none to give me, because this could be the last twilight for us.

  “Look how I fuck you, Rose,” he ordered. Lust twisted his beautiful face, turning him a savage.

  I raised my head to watch him drive into me, repeatedly slamming his cock to the hilt. Every inch of his glorious length was inside me. He bent down toward me, pulled out his thick shaft, and thrust back in with the force only a mighty warrior could possess.

  He adjusted the angle, so that, as he plunged, the base of his shaft kneaded the peak of my clitoris. My male aimed to give me the maximum pleasure.

  The bed rocked and squeaked. Good thing we were utterly alone in the Tree House because this sound would have drawn all my guards to the door, and his, too.

  “I want to swallow you, my lusty female,” the angel panted and growled. “And I want you to melt me.” He pounded between my thighs at a blinding speed.

  Pleasure hit my every nerve end and beyond.

  I would die beneath him, over and over.

  “Am I fucking you too hard, female?” A primal, guttural sound rumbled in his chest. “I want to go harder.” He thrust and groaned, his muscles rippling as he moved inside me.

  My male was magnificent.

  “Give me all you have, angel,” I commanded. “Fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone before.” And I writhed beneath his delicious weight.

  He gave out a beastly growl, then pulled back and placed my calves over his shoulders to propel deeper into me.

  Flesh slapped flesh without mercy.

  It was a pure, primal, and animalistic lust.

  My breath became short and shallow, my skin flushed, and my breasts engorged.

  I was going to combust.

  The angel lifted my crossed ankles into the air, his movements inside me a blur. I could no longer overcome the tidal wave of pleasure that swept me under it.

  I screamed his name as I orgasmed. My inner walls clenched hard on his whole length. Like him, I had no mercy.

  My angel shuddered against me with a roar, his hotness shooting into me.

  Before
my convulsion receded, Seth withdrew his hard length. I barked protests, but then he flipped me around. My knees landed on a pillow and my rear rose, waiting to be fucked from behind.

  The savage grabbed my hips and pinned me in position. His crown pricked against my wet entrance, teasing me.

  I whimpered in want.

  “You want my cock so badly, female!” he growled. “Then you shall have it all.” He thrust hard and hit home. His length filled me completely.

  I cried at the delicious invasion, and the residual force of my climax gripped his hard, heavy cock and pulled it in further. He grunted, pleased. “Fuck me like this, female, you’ll kill me!”

  “Afraid of a little challenge, angel?” I purred. I would make sure he would never want to escape me.

  He swore and thrust harder and faster into me. “You’re mine forever, eroma. Your pussy’s mine to fuck forever.”

  A new wave of orgasms hit me, overlapping the previous ones. There was no way to tell where the old one ebbed and the new one flowed.

  “You’re mine to fuck, too, Prince.” I told him between my uninhibited moans.

  “Then take what your male has!” he said, his slurred voice hoarse with lust. The angel thrust in me in frenzy as my moans made him even more excited. My fingernails sank into his thighs and scratched down. I couldn’t help it.

  Then I drowned in the erotic sound of flesh fucking flesh. Fire and ice coursed through my veins all at once, struggling for control of the body I had surrendered to my angel.

  “I wanted to fuck you like this at first sight,” he said as he drilled into me, “and I’ll fuck you like this throughout eternity. Your male will give you everything. Say you’re mine. Swear it with your heart, soul, and body. Swear you’re mine forever!”

  I cried, “Fine!”

  He plunged into me. Oh, Earth! The pleasure! “Swear you’ll have only my cock for all of your immortal life.”

  Would he ask me to vow endlessly? I was too busy enjoying and moaning to answer him.

  Then he fucked me with lightning speed; the pleasure rocked me senseless.