by H. C. Brown
Aria lay back in the hot fragrant suds. The sight of Tanz, naked and juggling two bottles of Miza and wine goblets, would imprint in her memory forever. So would Rio. She sighed. The men were worlds apart, and yet they loved each other. Rio, with his golden skin sliding like honey over bulky muscles, tall, moody . . . and Tanz, gentle, angelic with peach fuzz skin. She looked at him differently now. He poured the wine, his body a living sculpture, not bulky like Rio but bigger than most men, and hung like a horse. She smiled secretly behind her hand; they were both huge where it mattered.
"What are you giggling about?"Tanz asked as he slipped into the bath without making a ripple.
"I wasn't giggling; I was admiring your body."
"Hmm, and comparing me to Rio?" he said, handing her a goblet of wine. She sipped the delicious, spiced wine and looked at him over the rim of the goblet.
"Yes, I guess I was. You are complete opposites, you know, dark and light, good and bad."
"Rio isn't bad. He's intense, loyal, and would give his life for you." He lifted her foot out of the water, poured wine over her toes and began to lick it off with long, sensual licks.
His tongue slipped between her toes and she shivered. "And you?"
"Fae are all gentle, unless our world is threatened, or those we love. I'm patient and trustworthy, Aria . . . and one hell of a lover."
He lifted her toward him and she slid onto his firm thighs while the bubbles in the tub danced around them. She gasped. His hands slid down to her hips and began small circular motions across her ass, sending a tremor through her. Her fingers pressed to his shoulders, slick and wet; his muscles moved under her palms with every teasing stroke. Moaning, she bowed against him then he took her mouth. Heat from his chest searing her peeked nipples. Lord, he tasted so good; the tang of Miza on his probing tongue, the wonderful earthy scent of his body, drove her up until she shuddered with ecstasy. Hell, this man could kiss; his tongue probed and caressed every inch of her mouth, stroked her tongue. His mouth slid, nibbled and bit, his strong hands massaged her ass, her back, her neck. Against her pussy, his shaft slid in delicious torment with each roll of his hips. She wanted him so desperately inside her, to fill her, complete her. He lifted her and the head of his cock pressed against her core. She cried out, the exquisite sensation like a hot flame licking over her. He lowered her, so very slowly, until he completely filled her. Then his hands were on her breasts, teasing the aching nipples as he rocked inside her. She whimpered at the combined intense pleasure and when he found her mouth again, she kissed him passionately. "Hell, I want to bite you."
"Soon, don't worry now, let me love you," he sighed, cupping the back of her head to bring her mouth down to his for a sizzling hot kiss.
Shivery sensations began to flitter up her legs and curl into her belly at each delightful thrust. The water in the tub splashed and spilled onto the floor, sending shimmering puddles of foam in all directions. He increased the pace and his thumb found and began to circle her nub.
"Come for me, princess." He groaned.
Tanz cupped her pussy in his hand and lifted his hips to grind deeper, as she writhed, liquid silver in his hands. So hot, her body molded to him, wet skin on skin, her nipples raking his chest. Her sinful mouth tasted like sunshine and opened his heart like a flower in the first days of spring. Love flowed through him, desperate and needy, with every thrust. His hands slipped to her hips, where he held her, impaled on his shaft until she trembled to climax. He wanted so much more. Grasping her around the waist, he stood, buried deep inside her. "Put your legs around my waist, princess." Water flowed down their bodies during the short walk into the sitting room. He laid her on the rug in front of the fire. Lifting her hands up above her head, he secured them with one hand and feasted on her upturned breasts, rolling each hard peak across his tongue and sucking until she cried out in passion. Gods, she was so wet, her sizzling pussy clung to him like a velvet sheath. He let go of her hands and looked down at her, trailing his thumb over her full swollen lips. "Will you give me your ass, princess?" He watched her eyes widen to emerald pools of surprise; a rose flush blushed her cheeks.
"I haven't tried that before," she panted.
Tanz smiled and lifted her legs onto his shoulders, his cock buried deep in her pussy.
"I'll make it so good for you."
He moved inside her slick heat and her core contracted around him, signaling another approaching climax. Moving back slightly, he slipped from her and rubbed the head of his cock from pussy to ass. He smiled at her groans of passion, so wet, he would not need lube to take her, and from this position, he could watch her face. Leaning forward, he pushed his shaft through the tight ring of her star. He watched her startled expression, the curl of her fingers in the thick pile rug. So tight and so damn hot. He shuddered with the intensity of it. Grasping her hips, he tilted forward and took her in one delicious slide, her gasp of pleasure music to his ears. Black spots danced before his eyes; he tried to control a lust greater than both of them. Giving in to the hunger, he rode her until she screamed out his name in ecstasy, and shuddered to completion under his touch. A shimmer of jubilant pleasure shot through him, he drove into her tightness and rode out his own exultant release.
Tanz lay panting, his eyes squeezed shut. Lady's blood, no female had taken him so high, or drained him so completely. Her breath brushed his ear and under his cheek, her wet curls pressed against his skin. Pushing up on his elbows, he looked down into her eyes, wide with wonder He smiled. Her fingers still gripped the rug. He bent to run his tongue over her lips and she moaned and lifted her hands, her fingers tangling in his hair.
"Heavens above, Tanz, I don't know what to say," she said, brushing a strand of hair from his face.
He grinned at her and kissed her nose. "How about, 'that was fantastic, Tanz, let's do it again.'"
"Maybe, when my heart stops pounding. Whew, I think I lost consciousness there for a while," she gasped, her eyes never leaving his face.
"Hmm, just imagine how good it will be, having Rio and me inside you at the same time."
"At the same time, you mean . . . ?" she replied, pressing her hands flat on his chest.
He grinned and began to press kisses along her jaw. "Ah huh, the ultimate delight for any female."
"Holy cow," she gasped and then began to giggle.
Tanz lifted his head and watched her in amusement. "So the thought doesn't upset you?"
"Hell no." She chuckled and pulled him down toward her, seeking his mouth.
* * * * *
Rio tipped his head and regarded Thryll closely; his neck bore a fresh bite, still open and gaping, the only injury an immortal could not heal.
"Ah, I see Beth had second thoughts about allowing you to spend the night with Aria."
"No, not at all," Thryll replied, fingering his neck gingerly. Laughing, Rio slapped him on the back. "So the mosquitoes are particularly vicious in the west wing."
"No, Rio, she merely thought, if Aria saw I was marked, she wouldn't be worried," he said, looking away, bright points of color staining his cheeks.
"I think you're very brave, Thryll, because when she sees Aria, fur will fly. Females in cub are very unpredictable, and here we seem to be surrounded by them."
"So it would seem. I should go now; it's getting late," Thryll said, picking up a heavy coat and throwing it over his shoulder.
Rio smiled down at him and drew a Circle of Light in the air. "Remember, whatever happens, don't leave the room and don't morph. Tanz will be back before you know it."
* * * * *
Tanz leaped naked from the bed when the Circle of Light appeared in the middle of the room. Drawing his magyck, he aimed a warning flash of lightning at the intruder's head.
"Stand down, Tanz, Rio sent me," Thryll said, holding up both hands.
"And you would be?"
"Thryll of Knight Watch, mate of Elizabeth and Zandor." Tanz grabbed his clothes and waved Thryll from the bedroom, closing the door soft
ly behind him. He glared at Thryll and began to dress. "Speak."
"Rio needs you; he sent me to watch over Aria for a few hours. You can trust me Tanz . . . I am not interested in Aria."
Tanz pulled on his boots and walked around Thryll slowly; he could sense no magyck other than Pride in this male. "You don't look like a Knight Watch prince. How do I know this isn't a Druik trick?"
"Who but Rio or Nox could send me here? I don't have magyck. I'm Knight Watch by my bond with Zandor, by the grace of King Blaise." Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands, Tanz yawned. He looked harmless enough, his bite fresh, and Rio trusted him enough to send him.
"Okay, Aria is asleep. I doubt she'll wake before morning. They leave food outside the door before light; don't open the door until they leave. There is Miza and plenty of snack food over there on the table. If you need to sleep, pick a room"
"And if she wakes?"
Tanz smiled. "She won't, but if she does just tell her I've gone to see Rio and I'll be back soon. You won't be compromised; she's not in Moon Fire. I put a spell on her a few days ago."
He walked to the flat screen and turned it on with the remote, chuckling at Thryll's bemused expression. He demonstrated how to change channels and turn it off, then drew a Circle of Light and stepped through.
* * * * *
Rio stood in the middle of his sitting room, waiting for the pulse of magyck that came before a Circle of Light formed. His heart pounded in anticipation of seeing Tanz again. The bright light formed and he held his breath. Sparking with magyck, Tanz stepped into the room, light dancing over his unruly moonbeam curls and shimmering across his skin. Rio melted inside; the sight of his ethereal beauty brought a pang of longing. Tanz turned his gaze on him, with eyes deep enough to drown in, reflecting the turbulent colors of the Other World Sea.
"Rio." Tanz moaned and took a step toward him and then hesitated. Rio's nostrils flared, smelling Aria's scent on him. Pain clenched his heart and he grabbed at his chest. Noticing the flash of fear in Tanz's eyes, he knew instinctively his eyes had changed. His cat flew into a protective fury and he drew a deep breath to push the anger down. "You've been with Aria; she's accepted you?"
"Yes, but right now, it's only you I want, Rio," said Tanz, stepping forward to cup Rio's face and crushing his mouth in a devastating branding.
Groaning, Rio opened his mouth and drank in the combined flavors. The pain in his chest eased with every delicious brush of Tanz's tongue. Wanting desperately to feel his skin, he dragged up his shirt to caress the smooth sleekness of his back. He twisted against him and pressed against his solid strength, needing to be closer, naked skin on damp, sweaty skin. His anger deserted him. Tanz walked him backward into the bedroom and opened his robe to kiss a path down his neck and nibble on his nipples. Tearing at Tanz's clothes, he laughed. Buttons flew in all directions, pinging against the furniture. He stopped, panting, to admire Tanz's long, sculptured body as he bent to pull off his boots and remove his pants. Falling to his knees, he buried his face in Tanz's peach fuzz thighs, and inhaled Aria's scent, thick and fresh. He licked a path to his groin and sunk his fangs to the gums in the tender flesh. Under his hands, Tanz trembled. Blood, sweet as honey, filled his mouth and he swallowed, licked his lips, and took Tanz's length into his mouth. Gods, Aria's flavor, mixed with Tanz's earthy taste, was heaven. Inside, his cat purred in ecstasy.
Tanz slid his fingers into Rio's thick, silken hair and held on. Dangerously sharp fangs grazed his sensitive shaft, the sensation mind blowing and a little frightening. Hell, he had never seen Rio out of control, and right now, he was on the edge. Trembling as Rio took the helmet of his cock between his teeth and swirled the top, he recalled the look in Rio's eyes the second he caught Aria's scent on him. He saw the inner battle with his cat and it terrified him. Would Rio try to kill him if he wanted to share Aria?
Rio suddenly rose before him and threw him bodily face down onto the bed. He gasped, all the air rushing from his lungs. Rio crushed him under his weight, dragging his hands above his head and securing them to the bedpost with a leather strap. Turning his head to look at Rio's wild expression, he gulped in air. "Rio, please, don't do this."
Rio slid over him, spreading him, and tying his ankles wide apart. His rampant cock pressed into the bedclothes. Cold lube brushed against his ass and he flexed his muscles, waiting for the pain to come. Instead, Rio knelt on the bed beside him, bringing his glorious shaft close to his face. He saw the two small purple holes where Rio's cock joined his body and blinked in disbelief.
"I allowed Nox to have me, when I heard you've been giving your ass to Allure the Fair. He marked me with his fangs. I want to know why, if you love me like you say, you've not marked me?"
A pang of regret rushed through Tanz's body. Nox's mark, only given in love. Hell, now he had to share him with his king!
"Only Royal Fae have fangs, Rio. If Nox has marked you, you belong to him as surely as Aria belongs to you."
"No! I belong to you; I gave no mark, no promise, to Nox." How could he possibly explain this?
"He'll control you, Rio; you won't be able to resist him. The mark will burn, driving you mad with lust for him."
"Interesting but not possible; I'm driven by the scent of my mate." Tanz lifted his head to look into his face. "Have it your own way. Now, do you have a point in tying me up? Or does raping someone who loves you turn you on? Is Aria concealing the fact you beat her? Is this the side of you I was warned about?" He shivered at Rio's harsh laugh, and looked up into deep pools of tragic amethyst. Regret stabbed through him. Rio's male beauty was like a great oak breaking in a storm.
"When I lost Aria I wanted to die and almost let my own brother kill me. How selfish is that, to pick an immortal to carry the sin of my death through eternity? And when Nox told me you were sharing Allure's bed, it destroyed me and I gave myself to him in complete surrender. I needed to feel his skin close to mine, taste his scent on my tongue. I gave him a part of my soul . . . I am glad of it and will treasure the memory of him deep inside me . . . forever.
Then you came back and refused my bed, filling my mind with the thoughts of you with Allure. Tonight, when you came here, bathed in my mate's juices, I wanted to tear you apart and lick you all over at the same time. I love Aria with a jealous passion, and love you so much it weakens me. I will never hurt either of you, but tonight you will give me your complete surrender, for by the Lady I'm going to take your soul." Rio released his ankles enough to allow him to rise to his knees, and then strapped his thighs open. Tanz tried to relax. Reason with him. "You don't have to tie me; I'm yours, to do with as you will."
The bed dipped. Rio crawled onto the bed behind him and licked a path up his spine in tantalizing slowness. Tanz trembled with anticipation.
"Open your wings," Rio demanded, his breath hot against his neck. Unfurling his wings, Tanz glanced over his shoulder into Rio's face just as Rio passed his tongue over his needle sharp fangs. He moaned then Rio leaned over him, his body a sizzling caress over his skin, and nibbled a path across his shoulder to the joining of his wings. Rio's fangs pierced the skin and sent a rush of venom into his flight muscle. He writhed, gasping in shock. Dear Lady, Rio had not lied about the venom's effect during sex. His vision blurred, a bolt of molten lava shot straight to his balls. He quivered, trying desperately not to collapse, then Rio's rough hands closed around his chest, found his nipples and pinched. The heat from Rio's skin burned his damp flesh; he pressed close, enclosing him in a cocoon of trust. Just as he relaxed into a wave of euphoria, the sharp points sank into the other wing muscle and he rode on a stream of fiery lust, white spots dancing before his eyes. "Gods, Rio." Passion flooded his loins in long undulating waves. Rio grasped his hips and began to lick the cheeks of his ass. His cock twitched, dripping with need at every pass of Rio's scorching wet tongue. Rio grasped his shaft in his lubricated palm and began to pump him in long, even strokes.
"Give yourself to me, Tanz," said Rio, passing his thu
mb over the head of Tanz's cock.
So close to completion, Tanz cried out. The roughness of Rio's thumb moved up and over his throbbing shaft, driving him insane. He fell forward against his bound hands and gave in to the venom pumping through his veins, liquid fire consuming every fiber of his body. Bliss built higher in rolling tremors until he let go in agonizing relief, his cum shooting out in endless white ribbons, coating Rio's hand.
* * * * *
Rio sat back on his knees and gazed at Tanz. Sweat coated his body and his white translucent wings drooped down off the bed in complete submission. He stroked his back and under his fingers Tanz trembled, his skin pebbled and his face blushed with emotion. Crawling around him, he untied his hands, leaving the tight bands holding his kneeling legs wide apart. Rio pulled him up and Tanz swayed on his knees. He stared into his eyes and crushed his full, decadent lips, thrusting his tongue between his teeth, ravishing his mouth. Tanz kissed him back, and overjoyed, Rio moaned against his lips. Tanz's earthy scent played across his tongue; he tasted so fine. He sank his fingers into his long curls to hold him closer.
Breaking the kiss, he bent down, ignoring exhausted pleas from Tanz, and sank his fangs into the soft flesh at the base of his flaccid cock, gratified when it grew immediately from the injection of venom. He climbed up his body, tasting, savoring, and bit into one of Tanz's flat nipples, turning the muscle a rosy pink. Licking the bloody marks, he moved up his chest, kissed the throbbing vein in his throat, and nibbled around his chin.
"I can't take much more, Rio" Tanz gasped.
Rio swiped his tongue across Tanz's swollen lips and reached down to massage his tight balls. "Yes, you can; retract your wings."
Moving around him, he stroked Tanz across the buttocks. Gods, he looked so good, stretched wide open, just for him. Positioning himself between his legs, he pressed the head of his shaft against Tanz's tight, puckered star and lunged forward into dark delight. So tight . . . . His head giddy with the sublime pressure, he drove deeper. Heat shimmered from Tanz's body and poured over Rio's balls as if he had fallen into the sun. Inch by delectable inch he pushed inside, then withdrew, and plunged in again. Under his grip, Tanz's entire body trembled, his breath coming in long, ragged gasps.