Fae Dominance

by J. B. Miller

  A soft popping echo fell before the sound of the Fae around us poured in. A hush fell as all eyes were once again upon us. The shocked gasps confused me for a moment until I realized it was due to having Robin cradled against me. The fact that he was snuggled happily there with an expression of joy on his face did not go unnoticed. Oberon’s laughter rolled out and shook the room.

  “My boys, I do believe you have managed to shock my court into silence. I don’t think this has ever happened before. I may have to keep you two here. It will never be boring at least.”

  Before we could protest, he had turned his eyes upon his subjects and with a subtle nod called up several Fae. Two ravishing beauties whose coloring made them look almost like sisters came first. The females' hair was almost white it was so blonde. They smiled demurely and knelt on their knees before the king.

  Oberon’s pinkie flicked and both girls were naked before us. Damn but they were fine. Luscious curves and rose tipped nipples already puckered and waiting.

  I may be mated, but I’m not fucking dead. Robin leaned back in my arms as we watched. The king glanced at us a moment with a tilt to his lips.

  “Do you wish to play the voyeur now?” he asked.

  “If it pleases you, my Lord,” was Robin's easy reply.

  “Oh, by all means, stay and watch. There is no shyness in this court.” Oberon turned back to the females and crooked a finger at them. “You may begin now, my beauties.”

  I didn’t know their names nor did I care. I was, however, man enough to lay back and enjoy the show. Blondie one reached her arms out and spread Oberon’s legs wider, allowing Blondie two to slide between them.

  Then number one was kind enough to untie the laces of the king’s trousers enough to release his hard cock. Damn, even I was a little in awe of Oberon’s package.

  If that wasn’t a foot long then it was so fucking close as to not matter. Number two reached in and gently lifted his sac until it rested between the laces still partially tied.

  If he spread his legs anymore, they would tighten and basically work as a clamp. The twins then rose back up before bending over the king’s lap to begin lapping at his crown.

  Oberon must have read my mind because he smirked at the pun. Two, as I had named the second twin, licked her way down his cock and set to work on his balls. She reached up and tugged the loose skin taut before tonguing her way along the seam in the middle.

  My own balls drew up watching them and I was suddenly imaging a mouth doing the same to me. Robin and I watched the performance avidly. Unconsciously I had begun to caress Robin. My hands slid down his sides to his hips, where he nestled against me, back to chest. It was more arousing than the girls blowing the king.

  I thrust my hips against his back and pulled him tighter, securing him in my arms and nuzzling his neck. He let his hands settle on top of mine and tilted his head to allow me better access.

  A muffled moan drew our attention back to the trio beside us. Oberon had stood and turned slightly so he was facing us. The wicked glint in his eye proved he wanted to put on a show.

  The girls kissed each other around his pole and their lips met to suckle each side of his erection. Oberon reached down grabbing a hand full of each girl’s hair before fisting it in a tight grip. He pulled them closer together then began to fuck their mouths as if they were an open-ended pussy.

  The head of his dick would disappear into the wet recess of the tongue twisting girls' mouths before emerging again shiny with their saliva and his own pre-cum.

  We watched a few minutes more before Oberon changed pace. He discarded his clothes and picked up number one. Bending her over, he slid the head of his erection over her weeping center. Number two effortlessly slid under number one and wormed her way between their legs. She was a greedy little thing and was licking away at whatever her hungry little mouth could reach.

  Number one tried her best to remain still, but number two knew what she was doing and had her pseudo twin wiggling in want. Oberon was clearly enjoying himself, as two was busy rolling his balls in her dainty little hands while she worked.

  He held up a hand and the hall once again fell silent. Most were watching the show with avid interest, many had their gaze on us, and a few were indulging in their own fun.

  However, all stilled when the king called for attention. Oberon looked directly at us and with a wink threw the entire Light Fae realm into chaos.

  “My people, today is a day of celebration! Our beloved Puck has mated. He has formed the ancient joining bonds with his female and the bonds between his male mates are growing ever stronger. I have a decree,” he paused.

  Gasps rang out throughout the room. I assumed this was not something that happened often.

  “As a gift to my most loyal servant, I grant a boon. I will release my power across the land, as I have not done before. With any luck and blessing from Danu, this happy occurrence will bear fruit.”

  Silence fell more absolute than I had ever heard as the many in the room took in what this meant. Whispers finally rose as the reality sunk in and a roar of gratitude and hope rose in a wave of praise.

  All around us, mated couples began to rip apart their clothes, falling to the ground to make love where they lay. Others folded out without a word looking for loved ones, while others still searched for anyone willing to attempt the miracle of life.

  Even the guards abandoned their posts in hopes of procreation. Oberon looked down gently at the twins.

  “My beauties, I will not be joining this attempt. If you want a chance of a child, you will want to find another. I will not hold it against you.”

  Number two nodded shyly and folded from underneath them. Number one shook her head in the negative before answering in an angelic voice.

  “It is an offer beyond belief, my King. But I have been blessed enough already to bear a child. I will stay with you and lend my strength to the spell if you would have it?”

  Oberon’s lips rose in a true smile and he caressed her back. “Sweeting, you make me humble.” He turned back to us and grinned wickedly. “My Puck, this is my mating gift to you. The next he sent telepathically. ‘Understand that I will need you here for several days after to recover.’

  Robin soberly nodded to Oberon and I followed suit. I was not one hundred percent certain what was going on, but I did know the Fae had a low birth rate.

  Oberon turned back to his partner and slid home deep into her wet sheath. He worked himself back and forth several times, lathering himself in her juices before pulling out. He then set his ruddy head to her tight little rosebud and gripped her hips tightly.

  “Are you ready, little one,” he ground out. She bit her lip and nodded her head in agreement. This was not going to be a gentle ride for her. You could tell that easily from the strain on the king's face.

  “Then let us begin this journey. Aishling, your name will go down in the annals as the mother’s gift to our people.”

  Oberon said no more but sank the whole of his length deep into number one or should I say, Aishling, now that I knew her name, clenching ass.

  All around us the Fae made love, and it was that. It was not meaningless sex but a chance for the future of their race. They may not have been deeply attached to the partners they were with, but they desperately loved the ideal of any child their unions would bring.

  Robin turned to me then, his own feelings shining brightly in his eyes. No words were needed and we connected on a level that most could only dream of.

  Oberon’s power surged as he built toward his orgasm. No one in the vicinity of the palace could help but feel it. Aishling’s sweet energy rose up to join the king's and as if a dam broke, hundreds of others joined in. Energy in every shade rose from the Fae as a whole and coalesced above their king.

  My Robin’s autumn hues joined and hints of my own aura rose to blend hesitantly into the kaleidoscope hovering over Oberon.

  The pulsing surges grew until with a roar Oberon came in shuddering waves. Th
e gathered power swept through the king and exploded outwards washing over us all. His orgasm triggered everyone else’s and blissful moans and shouts echoed with the passing wave.

  Bodies slumped where they lay and Oberon himself slumped heavily onto the floor beside us.

  “That, my children, is how you do it,” he chuckled weakly. “Sweeting,” he turned to Aishling, “you were superb. Are you able to make your way home?”

  She just sighed sleepily and drifted off where she lay sprawled out before us.

  “I will take that as a no then,” Oberon chuckled.

  He held out a hand and pulled a cover from thin air. With gentle hands, he covered the sleeping female and smoothed her hair back.

  “Well then, I need a nap. Puck, are you up to seeing me to my rooms?”

  “My King, after that, I do not believe I will be up for a while,” Robin winked. “However, Kale and I will see you to your private chambers and make sure there are loyal guards standing by.

  With that, we folded away from the throne room and retired to Oberon’s bedroom. By the time we had him settled and guards ready, both Robin and I were unsteady on our feet.

  Oberon eyed us from his bed and tiredly called out. “Lay down before you fall down, fools. I have no intentions toward you.”

  He rolled over and fell asleep before we even hit the mattress.

  *****

  When I woke, the king was still sleeping. He had turned onto his stomach and flung an arm over Robin and me. His eyes were closed and mouth slightly open.

  With him so relaxed, he hardly looked as old as some of the pups. I would say around twenty at most. I mentally shook my head and nudged Robin. His eyes opened alertly and took in the room looking for any possible dangers.

  How did I never notice how alike we were? Without making a sound, I nodded toward Oberon then to the door. With as little motion as possible, I edged from the bed and then gently held Oberon’s arm while Robin wiggled out from under him.

  With care, I settled it onto the bed and watched as he snuggled into a pillow, rubbing his face into the fabric for comfort. If only they had snap chat in Fae, I thought.

  We walked from the room so we could alert the guards that we were leaving. The last thing either of us wanted was to leave Oberon inadequately guarded while he lay weakened.

  Robin spoke quietly to the four males standing at attention, and whatever he said to them was enough to make the hardened men pale with fright.

  Damn, I could do with learning the Fae language. I wonder if I could get Robin to teach me? Would I trust anything he taught me was the better question? I laughed silently to myself and realized that I felt lighter and happier than I ever had.

  At that moment in time, I had no worries at all. It was just Robin and I, learning to be friends and mates. There was no pack to fret over or Dia to fight about. As much as I knew, we both missed her and longed for the day we were together again, this right now was just as special.

  A wry smile tilted my lips. I never thought I would say that. I snorted and Robin looked up then. A hint of uncertainty crossing him face and I smiled at him.

  “You ready,” I asked.

  “Yes, my wolf. I am ready. Shall we retire to our quarters for now?” Robin held out his hand and I took it, tired yet exhilarated.

  *****

  Robin…

  Kale was in the shower and as much as I would have liked to join him, I understood he was not ready. More had changed in my life in the short time we had spent in Fae together than it had in the last millennia.

  Wonder after wonder had floored me. First with Kale’s wolf accepting our bond so readily, followed by his tender ministrations. My hand reached up and touched the braids still holding my hair.

  He did not realize it but we had been here much longer than he suspected. What he thought had transpired in a day in reality had taken several. By my reckoning, and it was only an estimation, at least four to five days had passed.

  Oberon’s spell had taken so much…both energy and time. The gift he had given was unconceivable. Never in my lifetime had a king given so selflessly or left himself so vulnerable.

  If any wanted to strike, now would be the time. I had doubled the guard and put only those I trusted to protect Oberon the responsibility.

  They also understood that if they failed in their duty that my retribution would be harsh and their suffering long. I did not enjoy my work but I was very very good at it.

  The darkness of my thoughts lightened when the deep rolling tenor of Kale’s voice floated from the bathroom. My heart lifted when I recognized the sound as a song.

  My curiosity had the better of me now and I really had to investigate. Who knew my wolf could sing?

  Chapter Five

  Kale…

  My head tilted back and the heat of the water poured down me. Ahhh…this was bliss. I couldn’t recall when the last time I’d had the chance to enjoy a hot shower so much.

  I was already clean but there was just something about standing under the water. The feel of letting it wash away all of your worries and weariness. It was therapeutic.

  A song my mother use to sing to me in the darkness of night when no one was close by to hear us rose in my thoughts. The tune was a melody to soothe a fretful babe.

  Before long, I was humming and then the words began to escape my lips. I had not even known I remembered them.

  “Hush my darling, don’t you cry.

  I’ll be with you, by your side.

  No matter where you may roam,

  I’ll be with you always.

  In my heart and in my soul,

  You’re my love, my baby.

  Night will come and night will go,

  Yet, I will be here with you.

  Some day may come when you’re alone,

  But in your heart I’ll be there.

  Hush my baby, don’t you cry,

  For I will never leave your side.”

  My voice trailed off and tears dampened my eyes. Those words kept me sane for years. They were a truth that she never betrayed.

  Even when she could not be by my side, my mother was in my heart.

  Shaking off the nostalgia, I turned off the water and stepped from the shower. Robin stood eerily still in the foggy room, eyes glowing with an inner light.

  “One day,” he said hoarsely. “You will hold our babes and sing that to them.”

  He turned on his heel and walked out of the room leaving me to dress. With the look of determination in that Fae’s eyes, Dia may be facing motherhood sooner than she had planned.

  I couldn’t help the wolfish grin that crossed my face. I was looking forward to it.

  *****

  Robin was waiting in the bedroom when I walked in a few minutes later. A towel hung low around my waist and I ran another one through my hair. I watched him patiently while I wrung out the excess drops. When a Faery became pensive, all you could do was wait. They held the market on taking their time.

  There were clothes laid out on the bed, thankfully. My lips curled slightly at the thought of my other set. They were stained from the mass orgasm Oberon had instigated.

  It just showed how tired we were that we crashed in soaked trousers. The memory caused a chuckle to bubble up when I picked up the new trousers.

  The sound must have intrigued Robin because he looked at me quizzically and arched an eyebrow.

  “Want to share,” he asked.

  I smiled and laughed openly. “Yeah, we must have been drained to pass out in our dirty clothes. I mean there is the wet spot, but then there’s 'the' wet spot,” I waggled my brows at him.

  “I wonder how long we slept? It felt like a week.” I stretched my arms over my head until several pops ran down my back.

  “I feel great, Robin. It’s almost like all the lost sleep and stress of the past few years has finally been washed away. Is that a Fae thing?”

  Robin rubbed his chin as he contemplated me. Damn, that made me nervous. I just knew he
was going to tell me something I wouldn’t like.

  “We slept longer than you would believe, puppy. There was a large amount of magic and energy used to generate the gift that Oberon gave.”

  I sat on the bed, I may need the support for the answer, I thought. “How long?” I asked.

  Robin laughed at my concerned expression. An Alpha did not show panic. “Not that long, puppy. Don’t worry, you are not Rip Van Winkle, nor will a century have passed when we return. In all honesty I do not know an exact time, but from my guess I would say four and a half to five days,” he shrugged. “Saying that, next to no time has passed in London. Dianthe will still be on her date with Daniel. Time is a funny thing in the Faery mounds.”

  “I don’t understand,” I shook my head. How fucking confusing could the Fae make things? “I thought we were in Fae and travelled through the mounds to get here? When we were with Oberon and in the palace was that all in the mounds as well?”

  “No,” Robin patiently explained.

  “My chambers as well as Oberon’s are here in this particular mound. Think of it as a bolt hole. Time does move differently in Fae than Earth. They are two different realms, almost a parallel universe.

  "The mounds are gateways between those universes and a place out of time.” He thought for a moment before his eyes lit up. “The Tardis,” Robin exclaimed.

  “The Tardis,” I demanded. “What does the Tardis have to do with anything? We are scarcely the fucking Doctor and his companion!” This was getting ridiculous now.

  “Hardly,” drawled Robin. “However, you would make a fine companion.”

  “Oh hells no, mate. If anyone is going to be the companion, it’s going to be you. I stood and pretended to twiddle an imaginary screwdriver. I have Doctor written all over me. I’ll tell you what though,” I smirked at him. “If you like, I’m more than happy to call you Rose.”

  Robin fell back on the bed holding his sides with laughter. He began to howl like an idiot before yelling out “Bad Wolf! Bad Wolf!”