Steamy Fairy Tales

by Bast, MaryLynn

Clients? Neptune kept his face clear of all emotions, listening intently to the conversation at the door.

  “Are you questioning me, Jake?” She took a step forward and reached her hand up, touching the big man’s shoulder.

  An unusual feeling of jealousy surged through his veins at seeing her touching another man.

  Jake quickly shook his head. “No, Madam. I am just concerned for your safety. This man has not been cleared.”

  “I appreciate your concern although it is unneeded.”

  She turned back towards Neptune and he quickly lowered his eyes before she caught him watching. His heart beat faster. The feeling was exhilarating. Something he had not felt in an extremely long time.

  “The door will remain unlocked.”

  She began walking back towards Neptune who still knelt on the ground, his cock harder than ever.

  “If I call your name, then you may enter.” With each step, Alina flung the leather flogger across her thigh. She stopped in front of Neptune and placed the handle under his chin, lifting his face slowly. “You may look at me.”

  Neptune’s eyes slowly rose to meet hers. He didn’t quite hide the look of amusement on his face.

  Alina allowed the leather straps to glide across his muscular chest. “You’re not going to give Jake a reason to come in now are you?”

  “No.” Neptune wanted her all to himself.

  Walking around behind him, she grabbed a hand full of hair and yanked his head back.

  He wondered how far Zeus’ little wench was going to take her game.

  Still holding his head at the slightly awkward angle, she ran the tip of her fingers along his jawline.

  “Do you want to do this?”

  “Do I have an option?”

  “I do not force my clients into anything they don’t want.” She glanced over her shoulder at the man still standing just inside the doorway. “Why would I have to when I have men like Jake waiting to be with me at any time?”

  Neptune fought the urge to laugh at her confident tone. If he wanted to find out what was going on, he really didn’t have any choice other than to go along with Zeus’ game. He fought to keep his words from sounding forced. “Yes, Mistress.”

  At hearing him give in, Jake backed quietly out of the room, closing the door behind him.

  If things went as planned, Neptune would have her calling out in pleasure rather than Jake’s name.

  He jumped slightly at the sound of leather slapping loudly against skin. A moment later the pain registered. She had smacked his ass.

  “So, you don’t know your name.” Alina spoke as if talking to herself. “What should we call you until your memory returns?”

  Even though he was expecting the next swing of the flogger, he jumped once again. This time it landed on the other cheek with a stinging whack.

  “I’m thinking you have never had a woman dominate you before.”

  He didn’t have to play at dominating anyone and certainly no woman had ever controlled him. In his kingdom, he was the ruler and no one dared to question him. He had to keep the game going. Nearly choking on the words before getting them out, “no, Mistress.”

  She had stopped walking around him and stood with a hand on her hip. She wore the silly, high-heeled shoes human women seemed to be so fond of, tapping one foot against the carpet. “Since we pulled you from the sea, I could call you Charlie.” She laughed and shook her head. “No, that won’t work. I would think of tuna when your name is called. How about Sebastian?”

  Neptune felt his temper rising. She knew exactly who he was and was toying with him. Zeus had told her to use the stupid fairy tale to get a rise out of him. He forced himself to calm down and remain quiet.

  Alina’s finger traced the top of the material before untying the multi-colored sarong draped around her hips. Letting it fall to the floor, she stepped forward.

  Even knowing she was working with Zeus, Neptune still wanted her. He pressed the palm of his hands flat against his thighs to keep from reaching out and pulling her to him.

  The tip of her finger tapped pursed lips. She smiled. “I got it. I think I will call you Triton, my King from the sea.”

  Neptune shot up from the floor. One hand wrapped around her waist, the other around the back of her neck. He jerk her to him and slammed his lips against hers.

  If she wanted to play games, then they would play. But, it was going to be on his terms.

  His mouth ravaged hers, his tongue delving deep.

  At first, she struggled against his naked body. Her soft skin rubbing against the length of him as she tried to twist and turn away only made him harder.

  He lifted his head. Breathing hard, he glared down at her. “You know exactly who I am.”

  Her chest rose and fell rapidly in excitement at his aggressiveness. “Yes, I just named you Triton.”

  He growled. “Neptune. I am not a fucking fairy tale character.”

  A coy smile split her lips. “Oh, so you want to call the shots?”

  “Admit it, you know who I am,” he demanded, not sure why it bothered him so much.

  Her voice was barely above a whisper. “You are Neptune, King of the Sea.”

  His mouth crushed hers again. Pushing her backwards, she slammed hard into the wall as he pressed against her. Running his hand roughly through her hair, he yanked her head to the side, exposing her tender skin to his nipping teeth.

  Alina struggled for only a moment before giving in and pressed against him. Her hands wandered all over his broad shoulders and back.

  She had every opportunity to call out to Jake standing outside the door. In fact, Neptune half expected her to, but she didn’t make a sound other than to moan in excitement at his aggression.

  She tasted good, he couldn’t get enough of her. Roughly pulling the white scrap of material aside, he grabbed her full breast as his head descended to her nipple. Drawing it swiftly into his mouth, he flicked his tongue quickly across the hard bud.

  He heard her quick intake of breath when his teeth scraped against her and he sucked hard on the tip. His other hand reached around, grabbing her rounded ass, pulling her even closer to him.

  He was so hard it hurt. He just wanted to ram himself up inside her. Show her who was in charge here.

  His fingers grazed the wet material between her legs. Moving it aside, he dipped between the folds, moaning at her wet tightness.

  Alina shifted her leg with a deep groan, exposing herself to him. Her head fell back against the wall, her mouth hanging slightly open on a sigh when his fingers found her clit. “Ah damn!” Her hips rotated, riding his fingers.

  Dropping to his knees, he had to taste her. If Zeus was going to make him play this game, then he was going to enjoy fucking the bitch in every way he could. Spreading her velvety, smooth lips, his tongue replaced his finger and danced across the hard nub.

  Two fingers pressed up inside of her, sliding in and out, coated with her juices. She tasted sweet, a mixture of vanilla, strawberry and sex.

  Neptune slipped in a third finger, in and out, moving along her slick walls, stretching her. He could feel her tightening with each rotation of her hips. Hearing the quick gasps of breaths, the moans of pleasure, he knew she was almost there. The thought of sliding into her made him twitch.

  Right on the brink of release, he stood and moved away. Laughing when her eyes popped open in disbelief.

  “What the fuck?” Frustrated anger tinged her cheeks.

  His answer was to crush his mouth against hers once again. Grabbing her slender waist, he lifted her effortlessly.

  Instinctively her legs wrapped around him.

  He lowered her onto him, sheathing himself inside her. Burying his head into her shoulder, his hips rocked forward, going deeper. He bit back a groan.

  Alina’s back was braced against the wall. She was small and lean. Her long, blonde hair fell around her shoulders as she rode him.

  Neptune was holding back from going too deep. Most human women cou
ldn’t take him and, even though it would suit her right for playing him, he didn’t want to hurt her. He wasn’t the type of man who got off on hurting women, demi-gods or otherwise.

  Her hands were all over his shoulders as she moved with him. Grabbing his hair, she yanked his head back and kissed him.

  Wrapping his arms around her waist, he turned with her legs around his hips and carried her to the bed. Standing there, he continued to rock his hips, slamming into her. Deep breaths. He had to slow himself down or it was going to be over too soon.

  Lowering her to the bed, he pulled out. This time she didn’t give him the dirty look. Instead, she laid there waiting to see what he was going to do next. His dominating vixen was purring like a kitten, waiting for him to stroke her.

  And he did. The tip of his finger flicked across her sensitive bud and she opened her legs wider for him. He lowered his head once again, lapping at her delectable taste. He was ready to be inside of her again.

  But first…he flipped her over. He wanted to see that delicious feeling ass of hers. Pulling at her hips, he brought her up onto her knees and guided the tip of his hard shaft to her entrance. Without warning, he slammed into her quickly, over and over.

  Alina’s head was buried in the bed, clenching the comforter in her fist. She angled her hips to allow him to go deeper.

  He did, pushing as far as he could without hurting her. His hand came down on her right cheek in a resounding smack.

  A surprised squeal escaped her lips, but quickly turned into a moan when he smacked her again then reached around and began playing with her.

  Leaning forward, he grabbed her hand and pulled it between her legs. “Play with yourself, but do not make yourself come.”

  She nodded her head.

  “Not until I tell you to.”

  She nodded again.

  He smiled at how easily it had been to control her.

  Leaning back, he slowed his pace, allowing his long shaft to slide slowly in. He pulled her ass cheeks apart, watching as he pulled out. She was so wet. So fucking hot!

  He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling her fingers working between her legs. Her inner muscles grabbing hold of him, trying to keep him inside when he slowly pulled back. Tingling sensations shot through his body. The thick muscles of his legs tensed.

  Grasping her hips in a tight grip, he controlled his thrust. Moving slowly, building the sensations for both of them even higher.

  Her back arched, raising herself up onto her hands. She rocked her hips with his movements, causing them both to groan.

  He couldn’t believe how unbelievably wet she was. Her juices coated him as he watched himself disappear into her hot channel. With each stroke, he eased himself deeper and deeper. Holding back when her moans of pleasure hinted at a whimper of pain, then pressing forward again until there was no pain.

  As she grew accustomed to his length, he began to pick up speed. His hips surging forward, her rounded ass cheeks jiggling with each pounding thrust.

  “Oh fuck!” Her head dropped towards the bed, her arms barely holding her up. She was on the verge of release.

  “You ready to come for me?”

  “Oh. God. Yes!” Her last word came out on a hiss when he slammed into her.

  His thighs and hips slapped against her. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock starting to pulsate. He was so close, yet he didn’t want it to end.

  “What’s my name?”

  She responded immediately. “Neptune.”

  “I couldn’t hear you.”

  “Nep. Tune!” She called out louder as he continued to pound into her.

  “I want you screaming my name when you come for me.” He released her hip and smacked her on the ass.

  Her yelp turned into a moan of pleasure and he quickly slapped her stinging skin again.

  “You like it rough.” The thought of this pleased him for some reason.

  She was squirming on the bed, pushing back against him, trying to take him deeper with each thrust.

  He purposefully slowed his rhythm maintaining control.

  “Don’t you dare tease me!” Alina glared at him over her shoulder. Her hips moved, trying to quicken his pace again.

  Neptune threw his head back, laughing at her expression. He had not felt genuine amusement in a long time. It was a good feeling.

  “You want to come for me?”

  “Yes!” Her eyes pleaded for release.

  As he picked up the pace, his hand slid around front and down between her legs, rubbing against her lips before slipping against her nub again.

  “Oh. Fuck! Yes!” She tensed. “Right there!” She held her body as still as she could with his bulk shoving against her. “Ah, Ah.” Right on the brink of release, she tried to hold on.

  “You ready to come for me, love?” At hearing himself say that word, he frowned. He never called women love, not since…

  He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. There was something about Alina that kept him thinking about the past. He didn’t ever want to feel that way about anyone again. He forced himself to remember this was a game his brother was playing and that Alina was not what she portrayed herself to be.

  He shoved roughly against her and tensed when he started throbbing. There was no turning back. A good thing since she was right there with him, on the brink of falling over the cliff of what was sure to be pure ecstasy. He needed to show her he was still in charge. “I want to hear you call my name.”

  “Neptune.” Her voice was strained.

  His finger pushed harder against her slit, his finger circling faster. His mouth hung open as he gulped in air, holding on as long as he could. He wanted to feel her coming around him.

  “Now, baby. Let go.” He urged her gently.

  “Oh, my, Neptune!” She couldn’t contain her scream of release.

  This brought a huge smile to his face. He closed his eyes and savored the feel of her, the smell of their sweaty bodies and sex. Her entire body tensed up as she allowed the release it was seeking. Her muscles contracted around him and he continued to shove inside of her. He couldn’t hold back any more.

  Jerking out of her, he continued to stroke himself, spilling his seed in the dip of her back.

  Neptune gave a triumphant chuckle when her limp body collapsed on the bed, breathing hard. Reaching for the wash cloth on the bedside table she had used to wipe his forehead, he cleaned her up.

  He barely heard Alina’s mumbled, ‘thank you’, because her head was buried in the sheet.

  “For the fuck or cleaning you off?”

  Alina turned over onto her back. One arm draped across her tanned belly, the other under the back of her head. “Both, I suppose.”

  Her smile was beautiful and he couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was practically glowing and she looked very well satisfied.

  Of course she would be satisfied. He frowned at his own thoughts. Just because he was human didn’t mean he couldn’t satisfy a woman. But, then again, the Fates had stripped everything else from him, including clothing…thank the Gods they hadn’t taken his ability at making love.

  Dammit, there’s that word again. He never called it love before, it was always sex, nothing more. Frowning, he turned away. “Do you happen to have any extra clothing laying around that might fit me?”

  “Jake!” She nonchalantly pulled the sheet across her body.

  The door opened quickly and Jake hurried into the room looking ready to go to battle. When he saw her laying there, he hid a frown.

  Or he tried to. Neptune was watching his every move and saw the look of frustration.

  Alina was relaxed. It didn’t look as if it bothered her one bit that Jake was staring at her while she lay naked underneath the thin sheet.

  Again, the stirrings of jealously swam through his veins.

  Alina looked Neptune up and down, then over to Jake. “You are about the same size. Jake, take Neptune to your quarters and provide him with appropriate clothing for being among
our guests.”

  Jake made it very clear that he was not happy as he led him down the hallway. Once around the corner, he quickly turned on Neptune, his lip in a near snarl. “You hurt her and I will kill you.”

  “She has the Gods on her side, how can I hurt her?”

  “What?” Jake’s face wrinkled with a look of confusion.

  “This is all just a ruse and you know it.”

  Jake stood nearly nose to nose with him. “I don’t know what the hell you are talking about, but I mean it. You hurt her and I will hunt you down.”

  There was genuine concern in his voice that made Neptune wonder. “What makes you think I am going to hurt her?”

  Jake turned away with a sigh. “She has never allowed herself any pleasure while on these trips. You got to her somehow.”

  Cocking his head to the side, he caught his wording. “What do you mean trips?”

  “You don’t know, do you?” Jake cut his grey eyes over at Neptune. “Alina is the Mistress of this boat. She hosts tours for people who want to spice up their life.”

  He knew there were all kinds of boats and ships in the ocean, but he had no clue that this sort of thing went on. The woman was becoming more and more intriguing by the minute.

  Jake stopped in front of a door and pushed it open, motioning for Neptune to proceed.

  Moving through the opening, he walked into the cabin. Although it was much smaller, it was still lavishly furnished.

  “So, what do you do on these…” Neptune waved his hand around, searching for the appropriate word. “…trips?” He was still cautious. Jake seemed sincere but he had learned long ago that humans were like the Gods, they knew how to lie to get what they wanted. With Zeus in the picture, playing with his life, there was no telling what lengths he would go with this farce.

  “I, along with a few other men, are here to serve as guards for the Mistress and occupants. If something gets out of hand, we step in.” As he spoke, Jake rummaged through his closet. Shaking his head, he moved on to the chest of drawers and pulled out something white. Turning around, he tossed it to Neptune. “Sorry, man, but I don’t think I can call you Neptune. What is your real name?”