by S Cinders
“Can you ever forgive me?” his plea shattered any remaining doubts that I had about this man.
I leaned forward and brushed my lips gently against his. A surge of heat swept through my belly, so fierce and insistent that I moved in for another kiss.
“I forgive you, Puck. Can you forgive me for leaving?”
His hands reached out and yanked me to him. My body was ablaze. I wanted this man, needed this man, and Goddess knew how desperately I loved him.
CHAPTER 29 – Puck
FORGIVE HER? WHAT?
“Do you have any idea how much you mean to me? Fuck!”
Her delicate skin, flushed with desire, was hot under my fingertips. Visions of brighter days, with her in my arms, filled my mind.
“There is nothing to forgive, Tink, nothing.”
Then without another thought, I took those sweet pink lips with my own and died a thousand deaths of sheer joy. Her mouth, there was nothing like the taste of her, heady like wine, sweet like fruit, and something intrinsically her.
Tink’s small hands gripped my ass, and I growled in appreciation. She wasn’t one to be shy while fucking and heaven knew that the fae had mastered the art over the centuries.
My tongue tangled with hers, and she moaned low in her throat. Those sounds, if I live another thousand years, I will never forget the sounds of pleasure that come from this woman. She nipped at my bottom lip, her mouth curving into a smile.
There was nothing that I wouldn’t do for this woman. I wondered if she had any idea how far under her spell I truly was. I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I wanted to fuck her right then and there. But I could still hear camp, and she deserved better.
Tink curled her face into my neck as I walked further into the forest. There was a waterfall not far from where we had camped. At first, I had looked at the cave behind the falls to see if it would be a good base. But it was far too small.
However, for the two of us, it would be perfect.
Tink laughed when we came to the water, “I should have known.”
I leered down at her, “That I would drag you to the nearest cave and fuck you senseless? Yes, you should have.”
Her bubbling laughter went straight to my cock.
“No,” she grinned, “That you would find Lovers Tryst.”
My smile widened, “This place has a name?”
She rolled her beautiful eyes at me, “Everywhere in Neverland has a name, it’s not that big an island.”
“It bloody well felt huge when we were trekking across it earlier!” I retorted, placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth.
“I am sorry about that,” her eyes, left mine for a moment.
I took her pointy chin in my hand and tipped her gaze to meet mine.
“No more apologies,” I whispered.
She sank her hands into my hair and kissed me with a fierce determination that had my blood boiling. My hands dug into the globes of her ass. She was so damn soft where I was hard, sweet-scented, and all curves.
Tink tipped her head to the side as I placed hot open mouth kisses along the curve of her neck. “Shit, Puck, that feels amazing.”
Her voice was raspy and filled with need.
“I want to taste you,” I murmured. “I want your cream on my tongue.”
“Fuck,” she breathed harshly.
I sat her on her feet, “Strip!”
Tink immediately obeyed, and I felt my cock harden even further. I hadn’t thought it possible to be more aroused.
Once we were free of clothing, I picked her up again. The mist from the waterfall coated our heated bodies.
Lifting her up, I commanded that she wrap her legs around my head. Tink blushed wildly and did as she was told. Her sweet pussy was right where I wanted it.
I held her waist steady as she sank her fingers into my hair gripping tightly. I wasn’t about to drop her.
I licked the seam of her core, and she was already wet, perfect.
“Spread your thighs as wide as you can,” I commanded against her swollen flesh.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Tink cried out, as I licked her with firm broad strokes.
She tasted like heaven, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I buried my face in her core and ate her like a dying man at his last meal. I sucked her folds into my lips gentle pulling.
Tink couldn’t keep still. Her hips were rolling in a sensuous rhythm that gently fucked my face as I ate her. Her hands tightened on my hair and tugged to the point of pain.
I sucked her clit hard and nipped it with my teeth. She shattered on my tongue, and I drank the very essence of her.
Once I lifted her down, she blushed, “Your face!”
I smiled, knowing full well that her desire covered every inch of it.
“Best meal I have had in far too long to count,” I grabbed my shirt and wiped my face and then turned back to her.
“On your knees,” my voice was low and authoritative.
Her eyes automatically darkened, “May I taste you, Master?”
I felt my heart skip a beat. Could I handle her lips around my cock? It had been so long. I didn’t want this to end before I had buried myself balls deep inside of her.
Tink had slipped to her knees. Her legs were slightly parted so that I could see the glistening folds of her pussy. Her breasts hung freely, beautiful in their rose tipped glory. Tink kept her hands on her thighs, palms up, indicating that she was ready for instruction.
My cock was weeping precum, and I saw her lick her lips.
“Fuck, Tink, you are incredible. I wish you could see yourself right now. Your submission, it humbles me. I will protect you, love. I will honor you. I will do everything in my power to be worthy of the gift you freely give.”
I walked up to her until my cock was level with her lips.
“Taste,” I ran my length against her lips, coating them.
Tink’s gaze met mine, and she licked her lips.
“You are the most beautiful creature,” I placed my dick against her tongue. “Suck, my love.”
She eagerly lapped at the head. Licking up every drop of precum and then swirling her tongue around the sensitive edge.
I gasped at the sensation. It was pure sin and bliss molded into one.
She pulled me further into her mouth, hollowing out her cheeks and sucking until my hands sank into her white-blonde hair. The little mewls of delights escaping her mouth sent ribbons of sensation through me.
Her dark blue eyes never leaving mine and she sucked me deeper and deeper until I grazed the back of her throat.
“Fuck, Tink,” I pumped my hips gently against her face, but I knew that she liked it harder.
Her hands tightened on her thighs, and I wondered if she would leave a mark.
“Touch yourself,” I rasped, “Spread those thighs I want to see your fingers playing with your pretty pussy.”
She moaned as her fingertips slid into her heat. And I saw it all. Every thrust of her hips, every flick of her wrist, every moan against my length, it was all mine.
I began to fuck her mouth, long deep strokes that had her growling in approval.
I pulled her upright when my dick was ready to burst. Placing her hands against the wall of the cave I cupped her firm ass with my hands.
“I love this ass,” I whispered in her ear.
I pressed close enough that my dick rubbed against her ass cheeks. She moaned and pushed herself against my length.
“Where do you want it, Tinkerbell? I will let you decide.”
She tossed her head back, and it landed on my shoulder.
“Whatever the master pleases,” her eyes were glazed.
I reached up and pinched one of her nipples. It was hard enough to sting and leave a rosy glow.
“No, my love, it is you who will decide.”
Her breath came out as a raspy moan when I pinched the other nipple. Both of her breasts were turning a lovely shade of pink.
I stepped back a fr
action and ran my fingers along the crack of her ass. Bending her slightly, I traced the firm rosebud and felt her shudder.
“What do you want, Tinkerbell?” I asked firmly.
When she didn’t respond, I smacked her ass. It jiggled from the impact, and a bright pink handprint appeared. I loved the look of my mark on her skin.
“You don’t want me to choose, my love. Because I will fuck you until you can’t walk in every hole and in every way.”
“Yes,” came the guttural cry, “Every hole, every way.”
Fuck me.
CHAPTER 30 – Tinkerbell
I SCREAMED AS HIS COCK rammed into my aching pussy. Puck wasn’t small. It had been so long, too long. The pleasure was almost more than I could take. My body shook with need as he pulled out and rammed back inside of me.
I loved the way he dominated my body. He was the only one who could turn me on like this. His hands were punishing on my hips, as he whispered all the filthy things he wanted to do to me.
I knew he loved fucking my tits, and when his hands crept up my side and grabbed them, I moaned loudly.
“Oh, Tink,” his voice had dropped to an unknown octave. One that sent shivers up my spine as he firmly molded my breasts.
Puck didn’t do anything halfway. I can’t say that we had ever had a quickie. He was all about the slow burn. I wouldn’t be coming until I was begging for it.
His thick cock thrust into me in long steady strokes. I’d swear I could feel every bump and every ridge of his length. My jaw was sore from taking him all the way to the back of my throat, and I reveled in it. I wanted to be his.
He pulled out, and I couldn’t help the involuntary cry that escaped my lips.
“Hold on, baby, you know I will take care of you, Little Light.”
He would. Puck always kept his promises.
He laid me down on the smooth cave floor. It was cold and a bit damp, feeling incredible against my inflamed skin. Thrusting my arms above my head he commanded I hold them there, so, I nodded doing as I was told.
There had never been a time when he had gone too far. I trusted him implicitly in this respect. If I said stop, it would indeed stop.
He picked up my hips for another quick taste, “I can’t help myself. Your scent calls to me.”
I loved the way Puck wasn’t afraid to tell me how he felt.
Suddenly, the cave was illuminated with bright sparkling light. I had thought that it came from him until I saw his look of pride. I couldn’t help the flush that spread across my chest, covering all the way to my nipples and up to my cheekbones.
“You are my Little Light,” Puck growled, and lifted my left leg before sliding into my pussy once again.
It was deeper this way and couldn’t hold back the whimpers.
“More, Master, please!”
A wicked smile crossed his handsome face, “More?”
He thrust inside of me so hard that I saw stars. My core clenched hard around him, and I was rewarded with a growl of approval from his handsome lips.
Puck fucked me relentlessly. His strokes were fast and hard as my back arched off the cave floor. My fingers grasped at the cool stone finding no purchase.
He took my left leg and crossed it over the right. I could feel him all the way to my womb, and he slid in once again fucking me sideways.
“You are so fucking tight, Tink,” sweat dripped from his brow, and I could see his skin glistening in the fairy light.
I was close but didn’t want to come without him. Puck had other ideas though.
He rammed into me, repeatedly as I tried to hold on.
Then I began to plead, “Master, I’m going to cum!”
The fierce look of possession that crossed his face, along with a particularly hard thrust, and I was coming.
“Cum, Little Light! All over my cock, cum!”
I couldn’t have stopped myself. It was so powerful and intense that black dots appeared in front of my eyes. I was powerless, as my pleasure soaked every inch of my body.
Puck pulled out and moved my left leg back so that I was exposed to him. His length was impossibly aroused, looking angry and purple in the fairy light.
He gathered my pleasure on his fingers and traced them down to my ass. Fingering the tightness there he gently began to play, and I felt my lower stomach clench.
The moment his fingertip entered my ass I cried out with need. It was just a bit painful and a thousand times naughty which only enhanced my desire to have him take me in every way.
My body was afire, and I was begging and pleading with him.
“Please, Master, fuck my ass, take me, please!”
His violet eyes had deepened, as he responded, “You are mine, Little Light. There will be no more, only me.”
I nodded, and I meant it. No other man could make me feel this way, had me responding this way.
He sank a finger inside of my ass, and I groaned. Puck was careful to make sure that I was ready. It had been a long time since I had allowed anyone to take me this way.
One finger became two and then finally three. It was tight, and I winced at the pleasurable pain that radiated from my bottom.
I felt the head of his cock, weeping with need at the entrance of my little hole. I tried to shove myself against it, but Puck was in charge, not me. I felt a sharp slap on my thigh near the bottom of my ass.
“Wait, my love, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You couldn’t hurt me,” I moaned, “You wouldn’t hurt me.”
At that moment, I realized it was true. Puck had never hurt me. He had been controlling and secretive, but he had never laid a hand or cruel word on her. He could be devastatingly cruel, he was the king of tricksters, after all.
“I love you, Master,” the words came out unbidden, and Puck stopped.
His thick cock right where I wanted it. Then he was inside of me, shoving his massive length and filling my ass until I couldn’t breathe.
“I love you, Tinkerbell, with all that I am. I promise to forsake all others. I will honor, care, and love you until the end of my days.”
Those words, my heart seized inside of my chest. He had just recited to me the fairy coupling vow.
He was still inside of me, filling me so full that I ached with it.
“I love you, Puck, with all that I am. I promise to forsake all others. I will honor, care, and love you until the end of my days.”
There was a flash of light, and the coupling was forged. Our words were creating an impenetrable bond that couldn’t be broken. It was an old custom, one that hadn’t been used for thousands of years. The fact that he had not only bound me to him in this life and the one beyond wasn’t lost on me.
“Do not cry, Little Light,” he rasped.
“Take me, my love!” I begged, “This is only happiness, Master. I need you.”
The moment the words were out, Puck began to fuck my ass, sliding in and out with speed and precision. Heat, which had already bloomed in my lower abdomen, spread throughout my entire body.
His dick rammed into me again and again, as he spread the lips of my pussy. Thrusting his fingers deep inside of me he finger-fucked my core as he fucked my ass.
He growled long and loud as my pussy clenched his fingers. He was close, I knew it.
“Cum, Little Light! I need you to cum my love!”
My body immediately obeyed, as my orgasm ripped through me. I was shaking as he pumped two more times before filling my ass with his seed.
I was thoroughly sedated and hardly noticed when he whispered something about loving the sight of his cum leaking from my ass. Puck loved to talk during sex, and I loved to hear what he had to say.
He gathered me into his arms and cradled me close. I felt safe and protected. He was mine, and I was his.
We sat that way for several moments. Perhaps even half an hour, as I breathed in the scent of him and marveled out how right this was. I belonged to him, I always have.
“What are you thinking about
, Little Light?”
His question startled me, but I answered honestly.
“You do belong to me, Tink. Just as I belong to you,” he kissed the side of my head, and I sighed in contentment.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked, and he smiled against my skin.
“I have a crazy idea that just might work,” he pulled back enough to see my face.
I reached up to cradle his jaw, “If anyone can help, it is you.”
He kissed my palm.
I knew, the trickster king was back.
Part 3
CHAPTER 31 – Tiger Lilly
I WAS RAISED TO HONOR and respect my elders, not question authority, and do as I was bid. But I was also raised to stand up for what was right, even when it was the difficult choice. My father was the strongest man I had ever known.
I had never been more disappointed with anyone in my entire life, as I was tonight with him.
“How dare you contradict my word, girl?” His eyes were blazing with indignation.
I should be thankful that the poppy he had smoked has worn off enough that he seemed somewhat in the present. It had become an addiction to him over the years.
“Our people deserve the right to fight for the land they live on,” I said simply.
I didn’t care that my father’s face was bright red or that he spat a little when he yelled. I had witnessed his temper all my life. But I had never seen him cower away from what was right.
“You would lead our people to their deaths?” arms flying he continued, “It will be a mass slaughter. Forever they will lament your choices, Tiger Lilly. You were the one who ordered their demise.”
What was clear to me, was that he hadn’t contradicted me in front of the people. He knew, deep down, that this was the right choice. But in his old age, the drugs had become more of a reality that even I was.
“There wouldn’t be a forever, father. If the Never Stone leaves the island, everyone will die. We have all lived beyond normal life expectancies. We fight, and we might have a chance. Yes, it is possible that we will not win. I do not deny that. But if we don’t fight, we have assured death.”