MARYLYNN BAST
Steamy Fairy Tales
Cog’s Beauty and the Beast
Goldie Locks and the Three Girls
His Little Mermaid
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ISBN-13: 978-1484078853
ISBN-10: 1484078853
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Steamy Fairy Tales -
Cog’s Beauty and the Beast
Goldie Locks and the Three Girls
His Little Mermaid
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DEDICATed to:
To Nikki McKarver for the inspiration to write this book and to Steven Dase for his passionate requests to read my fairy tale stories.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
To all my friends and family who keep asking for more stories, thank you for encouraging me to continue writing.
Thank you to my beta reader Sharon Stonger and editor Monica Black.
Cog’s Beauty
and the
Beast
MARYLYNN BAST
The sound of a frustrated roar could be heard through the castle. Then all was quiet as the beast’s feet padded silently along the stone floor. His big frame disappeared around the corner and his door closed with a thud behind him.
The rest of the castle grew quiet. Waiting in silent anticipation for the prince to fall asleep for it meant they would be returned to their true form.
The household items finished their chores every so often looking to the head of the household, who also happened be in the form of a clock. At the moment he was pacing, a stern look on his face.
“How could you have let this happen?” He tried to shake his head but his entire body turned with the movement.
“It takes two you know!” The teapot huffed, spun around, hopping away in annoyance.
Cogs looked down at his belly, it was nearly midnight, the time when the prince fell asleep. He wished he could spin the hands a little faster and speed up time. He hated being in this form, it was too limiting.
But then again, if he sped up time, it just meant the prince was getting older, and that much closer to the birthday which would lock them all into the forms they were in.
Turning away, he let her leave. He would go to her later and smooth things over. On his way to the big doors, he saw the candelabra saying something to the feather duster and her giggling at him. Cogs called out to his best friend. “Be careful over there, her feathers are going to catch on fire.”
“Ha ha monsieur. She is already hot for me.” Lu allowed his flames to flicker a little higher before moving away.
The chimes in Cogs’ belly began to sound, filling the kitchen with excitement. Everyone including Cogs turned and headed for the back stair case that lead to the lower portion of the castle.
They all stood staring at one another for what felt like an eternity. A white zap of electricity raced through the room, zipping from one item to the next.
Each person stood and stretched, smiles of joy on their faces.
Cogs was the only one who was not smiling. He thought of the old beggar woman who’d cast that evil spell. He’d warned the prince to allow her to enter, provide her with shelter for the night, but he refused. Now they were all paying the price for his snobbish attitude. Yet Cogs still felt guilty that they were allowed to be in their human form during their princes’ slumber.
Shaking his head, there was nothing he could do about it now. Looking around the dungeon, he spotted the teapot, rather Camille heading towards the stairs.
Hurrying to catch up with her, he tried to get her to look at him. “Cam, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sound like it was your fault. I just didn’t think this could happen given what the witch did to us.”
“Well Cogs, why would it not happen?” Finally, she looked at him with tears in her eyes.
He placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping and turning her towards him. He wiped the tear sliding down her cheek. “We will get through this.”
“We are too old for this!” She shook her head. “What are we going to tell the Prince?”
Cogs leaned down and placed a tender kiss on her lips. “We will figure something out.”
Camille closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his hand gently touching her face. She leaned into him, returning his kiss.
The sounds of talking and laughing in the other part of the dungeon faded away. Cogs put his arms around her, pulling her close. His body already responded to her curves pressed against him. He wanted her.
Being forced to hop around as household items all day was really tiring. Being back in their human form they were invigorated with new energy. Camille grabbed his hand and hurried up the stairs.
Cogs glanced around the kitchen as they hurried through the room. If the prince woke up they would all return to their altered state, so he wasn’t really worried about him seeing them in their human form. What he was worried about was how the beast would react to them changing on a nightly basis, but never having told him.
Before the door to her chambers were closed he was already untying the strings of her corset. He kissed her neck, plunging his hand down inside the stiff material to caress her large breast. He was anxious to bury his head between them.
Where Lu chased after all the rail thin maidens, Cogs preferred a fuller figure. Someone who felt like a woman when he held her. Camille fit perfectly up against him. Right above five feet tall, her rounded ass was perfect. He recalled the resounding smacking sound when he pounded into her from behind. He had to feel her naked against him.
While he removed her clothing, Camille pulled the pins from her hair, shaking her dark mane of hair loose. Letting it fall down around her shoulders.
He loved when she did that. Grabbing a hand full of hair, he pulled her head back, kissing her neck. Releasing her hair, he grabbed her breast and brought it up to his mouth where he sucked the large nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue around it.
Camille buried her hand in his long dark brown hair, moaning at the feel of his mouth hot and wet against her skin. Pressing him to her as his teeth nipped at her.
Cogs ran his fingers down the softness of her belly. Finding the patch of soft curls, his finger slipped between her lips and felt the wetness that waited there for him.
His finger circled the hard little nub while she rotated her hips to his rhythm. His mouth suckled at her breast, his eyes watching the pleasure on her face as she threw her head back with a moan.
Standing quickly he shed his clothing. Returning to capture her mouth with his. Plunging his tongue deep inside, she tasted of cinnamon and sugar and he couldn’t get enough of her.
They moved away from the door and further into the room. Camille ran her fingers through the sprinkling of hair across his chest, trailing kisses where she touched. Moving down his stomach, she went down on her knees in front of him.
He groaned when her tongue darted out and licked across the tip of him, causing him to twitch in response to her wet caress. Her tongue circled the head. Slowly followed by her lips. When she finally surrounded the tip and sucked him into her mouth he groaned deep in his chest. He had to grasp the overhead railing to keep from grabbing the back of her head and slamming himself down her throat.
He was about ready to explode. Her mouth was absolutely wonderful wrapped around him. He could feel her tongue slipping along the ridge, suckling him. He was ready to explode in her mouth and slowed his movements.
Reaching down, h
e pulled her to her feet, his mouth crushed down on hers again in a passionate kiss. His hand on her shoulder gently urged her to sit on the side of the bed.
They had been together enough now that she was no longer shy and allowed him to lift her legs. He bent over and placed her feet on his shoulders. Moving forward, this spread her open for him.
He wanted her so bad he was aching. Yet he forced himself to wait. He knew he had a hard time expressing his true feelings for her and this was the only way he could show her how much he really cared.
He buried his face between her ample thighs. Licking and lapping at her until she was writhing on the bed under the onslaught of his tongue. He slid his fingers around her entrance, barely slipping inside.
At his touch, her hips moved up and down, urging him to go faster. She grabbed one of the down filled pillows, covering her face and her cries of passion.
Only then did Cogs stand and position himself between her legs. With her body still reacting to the orgasm, he slipped inside her tightness and paused.
Pulling out slowly wrenched a long moan from her and he smiled. He could feel her inner muscles clamping down on him as he pushed back up inside, then he pulled back out. Over and over again, his slow methodical movements had her moaning again. His finger twirled around her bud, his thrusts became faster until they were calling the others name in release.
Breathing heavily, Camille moved up into the bed and pulled him along with her. Wrapping their arms around one another she rested with her head on his arm.
Cogs lay there thinking of how much his life had changed since the witch had paid a visit to the castle. Before that night Camille had always refused his advances saying she was too old to be courted and would be an old maid. He always told her she was foolish to cast her life away like that, to him she was still young. At thirty, society considered her a spinster, yet he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She’d never give him the time of day. He laughed silently at his own pun, gathered her closer to him and closed his eyes.
The sound of the zapping noise woke him and he jumped from the bed, hurrying towards the door. When he glanced over his shoulder, he gave the teapot a smile, blew her a kiss, bowed slightly and disappeared through the door.
The castle was already bustling with noise as everyone hurried about their morning chores. Lu and the maid still had their heads together as they hopped along towards the kitchen.
At the usual growl from the beast, he hurried into the princes’ chambers. Having different animal making up his body, the beast had to have special clothing made to fit him properly. Cogs ensured he had everything he needed before heading back down stairs to start his day overseeing the running of the castle.
Camille hurried the kitchen staff to prepare the morning meal. She was normally up before everyone else and had things in order. She tried to stay mad at Cogs, but she found herself smiling each time she saw him come into the room. She kept thinking of waking up to his kisses in the middle of the night. How he made love to her, his hands touching her body.
“Uh hum.”
Jerking at the sound, Camille quickly turned around to see Lu standing behind her with a huge grin on his face. His arm draped around Babs.
Straightening, she was able to give Lu the stern look she’d tried to reserve for Cogs. “Can I help you?”
“I noticed clockie boy slipping out of your chambers this morning.”
Camille felt heat rise up through her porcelain. “Mind your own business candle or you might wake up to find yourself melted down.”
Cogs came up behind Camille and nudged her. “Ignore him love.” His mouth clamped shut. He had not meant for that word to slip out. Coughing slightly, he moved forward. “The prince is up and ready for breakfast.” He could feel her staring at his retreating back and heard Lu chuckling.
Standing in front of the fireplace, the beast paced behind the couch. “I cannot stay in this castle one day longer!” His voice was a growl even though he was trying to talk normally.
Nodding, Cogs understood how the prince must feel. “The mirror shows you the future, do you not see the woman who will love you?”
The prince whirled on him. “Look at me! Who will love a beast like me?”
Cogs was at a loss for words, which was unusual for him. He could say nothing because the form before him was a wild mixture of a lion, wolf, gorilla, wild pig, bear and buffalo. The witch had made one powerful spell when coming up with that one.
Throwing up his furry arms, the beast stormed out of the room, slamming the door back against the stone wall.
Cogs tried to go after him, but couldn’t keep up. “Master, please, stay on your property so the townspeople don’t try to come for you.”
“Let them!” The beast roared over his shoulder and thundered from the castle in a rage.
Standing at the open doorway he watched the beast disappear into the forest. Turning back around with a sigh.
Lu was standing there, peering out the door. “He needs to run off some steam.”
“He must not been seen!” Cogs frowned at his friend. “You know what will happen!”
“He will be fine.”
“I will remember that when the townspeople come to take him away and burn the castle down.” He couldn’t believe how frustrated Lu could make him some times. He had to protect the prince and keep everyone out of trouble. He turned and walked away shaking his head, he felt the beginnings of a headache.
The prince had returned to the castle after a long walk in the woods and now sat on the sofa with a drink in his hand.
The days were getting harder and harder for the beast and there was nothing Cogs could do for him. The days drug on and on while the nights went too quickly.
At night, as a human, Camille’s stomach became more and more rounded.. The beast frowned at her on occasion but never questioned why she was growing bigger in her teapot form.
She voiced her concerns to Cogs. “Do you think he will be cursed too or remain a human?”
Eyes widening, he had not considered it. He honestly didn’t know what the prince would do if he were to remain human. Then the thought hit him. “If he does remain human, then maybe the beast, I mean the prince could find unconditional love with him.”
She thought of her baby remaining human when she was in her teapot form. She could be around him, but she couldn’t hold him and that brought tears to her eyes.
A month later her fears were answered After giving birth, in the middle of the night, she lay in bed cuddled with her baby when suddenly a zap of white energy filled the room. Everyone was transformed into their other form. Cringing, she looked down to find that her baby had also been transformed.
Cogs was silently relieved that the baby would not remain in the care of the prince since he had never worked up the nerve to talk to him about the possibility. If he did, that meant he would have to explain how a clock and a teapot and been able to have sex.
Lu hopped up on the edge of the bed. “He’s a chip off the old clock.”
Everyone in the room including Camille and Cogs laughed. His best friend had just named their son for them.
Goldie Locks and the Three Girls
MARYLYNN BAST
Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes slowly and rubbed my hand across my face. I stilled when I felt a hand draped across my waist. Stiffening, I remembered the night before and how I had kissed Tasha in the bathroom. I had never been to that bar. Everyone and everything there seemed to be so strange. I tried to remember how I had gotten there. The last thing I recalled was sitting in the back seat of the limo with my head in her lap.
Looking across the room I saw the small green jacket she had worn but I didn’t see any clothing lying around. I prayed that I had not made a fool of myself. A soft breath on my shoulder made my skin rise with goose bumps and then her soft lips brushed across me.
“Hi.” Tasha’s voice was bright and cheerful. “I wondered how long it was going to take for y
ou to wake up.”
My brain felt fuzzy and I couldn’t think. “How long have I been sleeping?” I looked over my shoulder when I felt her move away. “How did I get in here?”
Her bright green eyes and cheerful smile was all I could see.
“Only a couple hours and you asked if you could stay here with me.”
She moved her hand up my side and I felt my heart quicken at the touch of her hand on the side of my breast. I couldn’t stop my reaction and sucked in a quick breath at her touch. I closed my eyes, the thought of the kiss we had shared last night ran through my mind. The urge to turn over and do it again was strong. I didn’t resist. Turning over, I watched as Tasha pushed herself up off the bed and moved towards me.
She was wearing the short little black dress she had worn last night. When she lifted her leg to move across me, the material slipped up around her hips. I could see the scrap of material that barely covered her. Her slight weight pressed against me. The feelings that ran through my body were surprising. I had never been attracted to a woman before. In fact, kissing Tasha was the first time I had kissed anyone other than my boyfriend. Or should I say ex-boyfriend.
“Goldie.” She sounded stern, her bright eyes staring intently down at me, searching my face.
The look she gave me was enough to get my mind off of Josh cheating on me. When she leaned forward and placed her lips on mine, it was just like I remember at the club.
Tasha’s tongue slid against my lower lip before sucking it into her mouth.
I couldn’t help but moan when she started rotating her hips against my crotch. My hands moved up the creamy feel of her thighs. Then suddenly I stopped. “I have never done this before.”
“I can tell.” She smiled reassuringly down at me as she ran her fingers across the top of the little red dress I was wearing. “Trust me?”
I felt a frown crease my brow. I had only met her a week ago. In fact, it was the day I found out I was going to be homeless if I didn’t find a place to live. Again my mind drifted back to the thought of Josh cheating on me, how he had thrown away our relationship. I didn’t know if I could trust anyone at that point. But looking into her green eyes that stared intently at me I found myself nodding.
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