“Okay. I’ll go with you. Where does my father live? Where is this Faery Palace?” Allie asked Emilio.
“Somewhere in Ireland. That’s all I can tell you,” Emilio said, standing up. He drained his wine glass in two fast gulps, motioning for Allie to do the same. She complied and, after finishing the last of the wine that had been in the large wine glass, she stumbled slightly as it hit her brain.
Emilio, seeing her stumble, grabbed her elbow. “Steady, there! Let’s go to your house so you can get a few essentials. Nothing more – we need to travel light.” He strode to the back of his house, stuffing a duffle bag with two changes of clothing and some toiletries.. He escorted Allie out of his house, looking up and down the street. Seeing it unpopulated, he escorted her rapidly back to her house, where she let them in.
She grabbed a large backpack into which she tossed her toiletries and two changes of clothing. Returning to the living room, she saw that Emilio had securely strapped his duffle to his upper body. He turned her around and strapped her backpack to her shoulders, tightening the straps. Taking her hand in one of his, he closed his eyes and focused – the two of them vanished in a puff of silvery smoke.
Chapter 5
As the pair traveled via Emilio’s magical connection, they landed in several cities, traveling farther east each time. As they landed in Austin, they walked to a hotel to check into a room – just as in Las Cruces, they were attacked by groups of people, and Allie’s chain heated up, forcing their attackers back. Emilio’s own magical faerie powers, combined with Allie’s, kept them safe.
After their attack in Austin, Allie learned that Emilio could move through solid objects. He grabbed her arm and, holding her tightly to him, he propelled the two of them through the hotel wall, where they quickly checked in and retreated upstairs. She looked at him, stunned.
“My God, Emilio, you weren’t lying! That’s twice today that I – that we’ve been attacked.” She modulated her voice, speaking more quietly after he looked around quickly and motioned for her to lower her voice. She also stepped closer to him. “So, tell me about this power that I have. What’s your power?”
“Come, sit down. Like your father, Santos, you are a fire faery. The chain your nana gave you helps you to channel your powers to protect you – actually, to protect you and whoever is with you. Take a look at the design of the chain. Notice its twisted appearance, how the strands move in and around each other, all the way around the chain. This twisting enables it, and you, to focus your fire more strongly on attackers.”
“What about the pendant? The lapis lazuli and the hand wrapped around it?” Allie asked.
“This holds no particular powers. Your nana slipped that on as her own gift to you. The chain belongs to your family and it is handed down through the generations, from one fire faery – or, in the case of a male child, a fire faerie – to the next. This is a very old chain, and you will hand it down to your child when the time is right,” Emilio explained. As he thought about Allie being with child, his smoldering desire for her flared hot and high once again. It reached out to Allie, who looked at Emilio with luminous gray eyes. He reached out to her.
Allie felt the force of Emilio’s desire. Her own wanting for him burst into a searing conflagration that started in her middle and shot down toward her woman’s center. She moaned softly. She felt his lips on hers. As they kissed, the heat of their passion seemed to sear both of them.
Allie wrenched Emilio’s shirt open, buttons popping and flying all over the quiet, luxuriously appointed room. Moving to the waistband of his pants, she pulled the buckle open and pushed the zipper down. As she pushed his pants down, she saw the unmistakable evidence of his arousal – he was fully erect, long and rock-hard. Allie felt a droplet sliding down her vulva as she saw his shaft pulsing.
Emilio let go of her arms and pulled his jacket off, feeling hot. He pushed Allie’s backpack and coat off her shoulders, then yanked her sweater over her head. Seeing her lovely, rounded breasts, he palmed them in both of his hot hands. As he touched her, he felt his magic leaving, making him simply a man with her.
He unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. Seeing the dark-pink areolas and nipples, his shaft throbbed, seeming to become even harder. He unbuttoned her snug jeans and pushed them, along with her lacy, tiny panties, down her slender, rounded hips. Bending down, he retrieved a condom from his wallet and, after he ripped the packet open, he began rolling it on himself.
Allie, seeing him take steps to protect the two of them, stilled his hands. She made rolling the condom onto Emilio a sex act in itself. As she rolled it over the full length of his stiffness, his hips jerked twice and he gave a guttural, wordless growl. As she saw the evidence of his arousal, she whimpered softly.
Emilio, hearing her broken cry, picked her up and took her to the king-sized bed. Placing one knee on the mattress, he gently lowered her, lying next to her. Their legs tangled with each other and Allie felt the tip of his distended shaft prodding her between her legs.
Wanting him, needing him inside her, she pulled him quickly over her, beginning to kiss him deeply. Her tongue invaded his mouth, beginning to mimic the act that would soon consummate their relationship.
Emilio’s tongue tangled with Allie’s, thrusting and parrying as it presaged what he was so close to doing. He covered her body more completely with his own, shifting her legs farther apart. Kissing her hard, he pushed himself within her, groaning as he felt her tightness sheathing him.
Allie felt him filling her with his hardness and hot tears escaped her eyes. It felt so . . . right, so inevitable that they would be here on this bed, making love with each other. Feeling Emilio moving within her caused her to erupt inside. Her desire for him multiplied tenfold and she wrapped her legs and arms around him, moving with him. She moved quickly toward her completion. She felt – heat building within her woman’s core. As Emilio’s shaft stroked within her, the temperature of her body threatened to burn both of them. Her body began contracting and quaking as her most sensitive area responded to the repeated contact with Emilio’s rock-hard penis.
“Ahhh! Emili-o! Emi-lio!” Allie lost her capacity for speech as her body exploded and shattered into a million bright, shimmering pieces.
Emilio was right behind Allie, feeling his own earth-moving climax starting at the base of his spine and shooting through the top of his head and shaft. He exploded within Allie, growling his completion into her ear.
Allie, feeling the strong throbbing as Emilio came, felt tears again. She felt completed, as though she had finally met her cosmic match. Lying next to Emilio, a sob escaped from her throat as tears slid from her closed eyes. She felt Emilio’s fingers catch her tears as he pressed butterfly-soft kisses on her lips, nose and forehead. She felt safe and comforted as Emilio pulled the blankets over them – he was still encased inside her. His penis throbbed as his eyes slipped shut.
Allie’s eyelids drooped as exhaustion swamped over her. She felt the last throbs of Emilio’s still-hard shaft within her. He rocked his hips slightly, bringing himself back to life. He hardened once more, reconnecting himself physically to Allie. The pair slept.
Emilio roused first, feeling the unmistakable evidence of his hardness within Allie. He kissed her deeply, which resulted in more throbbing and sexual desire. He pulled Allie close, glorying in the feel of her soft, warm skin, her petite frame and the soft fullness of her lips.
Allie, feeling Emilio’s kisses, opened her eyes slowly. She saw that it was dark outside already. She became slowly aware that she and Emilio had never disconnected – he had stayed sheathed inside her, and he was still throbbing and rock-hard!
Emilio stayed on his side, rocking gently inside Allie. He wanted this session to be slow and gentle, unlike their first coupling, which had been hard, hot and fast. He struggled to keep his passion from overwhelming the two of them. He moved slowly and gently within Allie, feeling his penis growing even longer and thicker.
Allie, feeling Emilio�
�s penis stretching her, felt her center convulse. She moaned softly, mimicking his slow hip-rocking motions. As he moved, she felt his tip massaging her sweet G-spot. She had picked up on the pace he had set and struggled to maintain it. Her hips wanted to pound him as her wanting for him flared anew. She kissed him, following his lead and, as the tip of his shaft came repeatedly into contact with her, she felt another hot orgasm beginning. The walls of her pussy began squeezing and contracting rhythmically.
Emilio felt Allie beginning to climax. Still, he forced himself not to speed the rhythm of his thrusts. Instead, he allowed the milking action to pull him to his own completion. He groaned as his hot seed jetted out.
This time, the two got up and showered before returning to bed. Emilio pulled Allie close, tangling his legs with hers – and positioning himself just outside her pussy, seeming to promise more lovemaking the next time they woke up.
Several hours later, Allie’s heavy, sleepy eyes opened. The beginnings of dawn were just beginning to color the sides of the heavy drapes inside the room. She shifted, coming into contact with Emilio’s shaft, which was, again, rock hard and hot. Smiling mischievously, she positioned it with one hand aiming the head at her pussy. She took him inside her, feeling it respond, growing even longer and thicker inside her. Feeling him stretching her, her eyes drooped closed again. Before she drifted off, she wondered at her feelings for him – their connection felt so right . . .
Emilio roused, feeling himself sheathed inside Allie. He knew he was not wearing protection, but she felt so irresistible, so hot. He raised her leg over his hip, giving him easier access to making love to her. As he embraced her petite frame, he wondered at his level of emotion and connection to her. His hips and sexual wanting took over, thrusting inside her. He felt Allie’s teeth biting the skin of his neck as they made love. Slowly, they reached another completion, moaning and gripping each other as they both tumbled over the precipice of desire and completion. Their worlds collided in bright, fiery sparkles as they came together.
The next morning, Allie ate breakfast, feeling starved. As she ate, she asked Emilio about her heritage as a fire faery.
“Just what kinds of powers do we have? I mean, what can we do? What does this heat do to those who attack us? And why did your powers leave last night when we . . . when we . . .”
“Made love? It’s a defense and safety mechanism. If I were to still have the ability to move through impenetrable surfaces, holding you . . . well, I think you could see what might happen,” Emilio said.
“You mean, you’d move us through the mattress? Well, yeah, I can see that. So, when we’re like we are now, just talking, you can move through hard surfaces?”
With that, Emilio demonstrated the return of his ability by moving from the bedroom through the wall and into the bathroom. Then, he walked back through the doorway and sat down next to Allie on the bed. “I’m able to protect you with my penetration ability – uh, through walls, that is,” Emilio said hastily.
Allie giggled as she caught his unintended double entendre. She finished her breakfast, finally feeling satisfied. As she finished her coffee, Emilio stood.
“We’d better do some practicing. You need to learn how to use and control your powers before we leave. We’re sure to face more attacks before we get to the Palace. Come on, stand up. I’ll take you through several exercises and, when I know you’re comfortable with what you can do, we’ll leave. We should arrive, either late tonight or sometime tomorrow – depending on how many times we’re attacked.”
“So you expect us to be attacked, is that right?”
“Oh, yes! It’s always better to be prepared and not have it happen.”
The pair practiced, with Emilio throwing objects at Allie. As they approached her, the chain around her neck heated up and the objects either melted or were deflected from her by the heat surrounding her. Emilio, himself, approached her, taking a threatening stance. As with the tossed objects, Allie’s chain heated up, forcing Emilio back. Finally, after several hours, he was satisfied that she had learned to control her powers and how the magic chain enabled her to focus them. They packed and checked out. Inside an empty hallway, Emilio gripped Allie’s hand firmly and they vanished in a puff of silvery smoke.
Chapter 6
As Emilio had predicted, the pair faced several more attacks from representatives of other magical populations who feared the addition of Allie’s powers to the faerie population. As they were transporting from one stopping point on their journey, several attackers materialized out of thin air, surrounding both Allie and Emilio. Two rivals attempted to separate Allie from Emilio so they could isolate and fight her.
Emilio had prepared by putting a special charm on the physical bond between him and Allie. After Allie had gripped his arm and shoulder, he had gazed at her hand on his arm. As he did so, their physical contact was magically converted so they could not be separated.
Allie looked at him as he performed the charm. She wondered what he was doing and, after he had completed the charm, he explained what he had done.
“Attackers will come at us unexpectedly and from every direction. They’re going to try to separate us so they can isolate you and attack you. I just made our connection unbreakable so they can’t pull us apart.”
“But, won’t my chain heating up hurt you? Isn’t it better for you if we’re able to separate?” Fearing for Emilio, and completely confused about her change in feelings, Allie tried to pull her hands away from Emilio’s body – it was impossible. The connection between their bodies was like an extremely strong magnet sticking to a metallic object. No matter how hard she pulled, Allie could not break the bond.
“No worries, mi amorcita. When my magic is working to protect the two of us, your chain’s heat and your body’s channeling of that heat will not hurt me – you see, I am able to make my magic work in connection with your powers, so both of our powers will be twice as strong as when we use them individually.”
Allie’s eyes shot to Emilio’s face when she heard him use the love name – she realized that, after hearing him call her his little love, she felt precious – more protected and safer. She nodded silently, looking at him. “Okay. I’m ready to continue – I think.”
“You think? We’re getting much closer to the Palace. We should be there before morning,” Emilio estimated. With that, he thought of the Faerie Winter Palace and the pair vanished in a silvery puff of smoke.
***
Shortly after they resumed their trip, three attackers materialized all around them. Emilio glanced at Allie, who nodded back. She felt her chain warming as Emilio sped up. The attackers in front were forced back by the heat radiating from Allie – she saw them being shoved back forcefully, then falling. She became aware of the attacker in back of them trying to separate them, then she heard him emit a high-pitched scream as the heat her chain radiated burned his hands and arms. Looking back, she saw him falling to the Earth as he gazed at his reddened hands.
The next time she and Emilio landed, they were overseas and it was beginning to grow dark. Emilio looked around them and, seeing a British pub nearby, he reversed his charm so they could enter the pub and order food and drink. He chose a table in the open and ordered a hearty meal. When their server brought their plates, Allie realized just how hungry she was – she began quickly eating her meal.
“Why are we sitting in such an open area, Emilio? I feel . . . a bit exposed,” Allie said in a low voice.
“All the better to be seen when – or if – we are attacked. We’re in friendly territory, by the way. Everyone in this pub is of our race. We’ll be leaving in a minute, so finish up so we can start the final leg of our trip,” Emilio said. As he drank deeply of his beer, four new attackers materialized inside the pub. This time, Allie and Emilio had the support of several faeries within the pub, who all used their powers to repel the attackers.
Allie’s chain heated again, this time, growing hotter than it had ever been before. All four a
ttackers howled as the heat burned their skin and they fell away, vanishing from where they stood. Allie noticed other faeries standing close by, each displaying their particular power or charms – one had begun passing through their table and pushing the attackers away with huge gusts of air. Another faery was blowing a heavy wall of dust toward the door of the pub. When he saw that the attackers had vanished, he stopped blowing and the dust vanished.
“Thank you, everyone. I’d better get this faerie to our final destination. Are you finished eating?” Emilio asked.
“Yes. I’m tired and I’d really like to . . . sleep soon,” Allie said. She gripped Emilio’s arm and shoulder once again. This time, he positioned her with both of her arms around his neck so they stood body-to-body. He placed his hand on her arm and gazed at their connection, magically binding them. They vanished in the now-familiar silvery puff. As they transported, Emilio’s other hand began playing with Allie’s breasts, roaming all over her body.
“Wow, Emilio, this is magic! Making love while traveling? Have you ever heard of the Mile High Club?” Allie asked with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Her look rapidly heated as his fingers slipped inside her pants and found her warm, moist woman’s center.
“I have, actually. This is much better. No observers and we can make love in the open,” said Emilio, crushing her lips beneath his. Their coupling was quick and heated. He unzipped his jeans, pulling them and his boxers down slightly and exposing his engorged, heavy shaft. Somehow, a condom magically materialized in his hand and he put it on himself. His free hand played with Allie’s sensitive nipples as he entered her, hard.
Allie, feeling the shock of the cold air on her nipples, and of his shaft entering her body, shrieked as the twin sensations overtook her. Her hips bucked and moved against him as he moved within her, nearly pulling out right before he pushed himself back in, up to the hilt. Her legs raised, almost involuntarily wrapping around his waist and she kissed him hard, making love to his tongue with her own. She sucked on the moist tip with her lips, causing him to groan loudly as his shaft throbbed and grew even larger and more distended within her.
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