by Sin
My legs quivered and I cried out, reaching down and lacing my hands into his dark hair. My orgasm struck full force. Rowan moved up and over me quickly, wasting no time as he took hold of his cock and aligned it with my entrance.
He stared down at me. His look hungry. “I have waited a long time to feel you around my cock.”
There was something in the way he said it that caused me to take pause. Before I could think too hard upon it, he thrust in to the hilt. I screamed, both in pleasure and pain. My breathing sped and I clawed at the sheets, trying to ground myself. My body took a few moments to adjust to having him in me and in that time he gave it no leave. He fucked me hard and fast, thrusting deep. There was nothing gentle about the way he took me like a depraved man.
He pummeled my body. I gasped, clinging to his arms, pleading softly with him to be more gentle with my sore body. He paid no attention to my requests. Instead, he grabbed hold of my wrists and jerked them above my head, leaving the entire weight of his body on me. His magik wrapped around my wrists, holding them in place. I struggled against it, not in the mood for this type of play at the moment.
He ignored me, focusing instead on my breasts. He went to his knees, keeping his cock buried in me, as he unfastened the top of the white corset. My breasts spilled out and he grabbed them forcefully, squeezing them before dipping his head and sampling each. His touch grew tender and he took care to pay them equal attention, sucking my nipples sweetly, making my belly tighten.
He stared up at me and released my nipple, allowing cool air to strike it. “You like this?”
It was odd to hear Rowan seeking my approval in bed. I smiled down at him. “I like this greatly. Release my hands and let me touch you. Let me love you.”
Something flickered in his gaze and he sat up, moving his hands to my ass and yanking me against him. He began to thrust again, as hard as before. My body numbed partially to the pain because so much pleasure was coiled within me. He slipped a finger into my ass and I gasped at the intrusion.
This made him smile.
“I will fuck that shortly,” he said with conviction that scared me. “And I will not be gentle.”
I hissed as my pussy fluttered around his cock, my orgasm powerful.
He tipped his head back and groaned, grabbing his cock at the base and holding it tight. “No. I will not come. Not yet. And you are far from done.”
He lifted me off his cock and inched back far enough to flip me onto my stomach. The act, while primal, was rather exciting. He dipped his fingers into my pussy and pulled juice from it, wiping it around my anus. I knew then he would do as he’d threatened. He’d fuck my ass as hard as he had my core. A tiny piece of me was excited at how wild and free we were being.
He didn’t ease into me, or allow me time to adjust to him. Instead, he speared my ass, claiming it with a warrior-like roar. I shuddered as another orgasm hit me, chasing away the blinding white-hot pain having him in my ass had caused.
He released his magikal hold on my wrists and I lay motionless, my body too stunned to do anything more than continue to orgasm as he pumped in and out of me. He kneaded my ass roughly, lifting my hips and thrusting in harder and faster.
Pain shot through me when his hand connected with my ass cheek. The swat was something I didn’t expect from him. It was out of character.
He rubbed the spot and then repeated the action on the other cheek. Tingles and pleasure filtered through my lower region, my body liking the added blood flow. He spanked me again, still ramming his cock into me. “You were a very bad girl. And you need punished.”
I arched my back and nodded. “Yes. Punish me.”
Reaching around, he tapped my clit lightly, making it swell and pleasure to rush through me. He leaned forward and bit my shoulder hard enough to break the skin. I yelped and he laughed. “Should I punish you? Huh? Should I fuck this tight ass of yours raw? Should I have you bound to the bed for me to do with as I wish? Tell me, Mackenzie, what should I do?”
Something was off.
I stiffened.
He laughed. “Your hate for me is great.” He rammed into me harder. “To think I could kill my own son. My own flesh and blood.”
I froze.
Torean.
I opened my mouth to scream but my body picked then to hit its zenith with fierce pride. Torean slammed his cock deep into my ass and exploded within me. My body shook as pleasure consumed me. It was so intense that for a moment, it was blinding.
He withdrew and the reality of it all hit me.
I tried to scramble away from him but he laughed, taking hold of my hips and keeping me in place. “If you scream, the guards will come. They will not protect you from me, Mackenzie. They are my guards. They will do as I tell them and I will tell them to hold you down and take turns with you. Is that what you want?”
I stilled.
He slapped my ass cheek again. “Good girl.”
“Rowan will kill you for this,” I said between gritted teeth.
Torean laughed, the sound making me wince. “To tell him is to admit what you allowed to happen. What you allowed me to do to you. What you enjoyed. I felt how hard you came. I know your ass tightened to the point I thought it might never release my prick. Tell my son and you will have to tell him all of it.”
He was right.
Defeat consumed me and I sagged against the bed.
Torean would have none of my moping. He lifted me with ease and carried me towards the wash room. His come leaked from my body, acting as a harsh reminder for what we’d done.
He drew me a bath and lifted me, stepping in as well, taking a seat and drawing me onto his lap. I stiffened and he drew me back against his chest. “Mackenzie, what is done is done. Tell me you did not like it. Tell me you hated the way I made your body feel and I shall not only leave you be and never touch you again, I shall tell Rowan that I forced you, giving you no choice but to accept me because he will sense my magik upon your skin. He will know what has taken place between us. Tell me you hated it and never want it to happen again and I shall burden all the blame.”
I opened my mouth to say just that but the words wouldn’t come.
I knew why.
I didn’t hate it.
Far from it.
That being said, I couldn’t remain in his arms. I moved quickly in the oversize bathing tub, going to the other end and facing him. I swept my hair back and locked gazes with him. “Why are you such a cruel man? Why do you hurt everyone you come into contact with?”
The answer he gave chilled me to the bone. “Because I can.”
I swallowed hard. “What will you do to me now? Will you hurt Rowan?”
Torean tipped his head. “Mackenzie, I have waited many years to be with you. It upsets me greatly that Rowan beat me to it, that you accepted a bonding with him and entered a union with him in place of me. I will admit to having considered removing him from the equation.”
I tensed.
He laughed. I found the topic of Rowan being dead anything but funny. “Mackenzie, he is my son. My only child. Your body is ripe and your womb willing to accept the seed of your chosen one. I am not arrogant enough to assume I am the man. Rowan is. He is who activated your womb. It is he who will plant his seed within you. Once that is done…”
He’d kill him.
Torean didn’t have to voice it. I knew in my soul that’s what would happen. “It won’t work,” I blurted out.
“Why is that? I’ve sampled you. I know he would lay down all to be in you.”
I jutted my chin out. “Rowan won’t want me when he learns about this, about us. He won’t forgive me. It won’t matter to him that you tricked me into believing you were him. It won’t matter that you used threats to keep me in line. All he will see is my betrayal. It’s all I will see as well. So, Rowan will never beget me with a child. Not when his love for me will turn to hate.”
“Get out!”
I jerked and stood upright at the sound of the powerf
ul shout from the doorway. Rowan stood there, in full Faerie clothing, looking as though he’d just come from matters of the court.
Tears welled and at that very moment I hated myself. Nodding, I bent my head and took a step from the tub. “I will go.”
“Not you,” he snapped. He pointed to his father who appeared amused by it all. “You. Get out!”
Torean laughed as he stood.
Rowan’s magik charged the air and Torean cast him a warning look. “Careful, son. Should you not come out of the fight the victor, who do you think will keep your wife? Think hard before you attack. Are you willing to risk leaving her a widow, alone, with me, for eternity?”
That wouldn’t happen. If Rowan died, I would as well. It was that simple.
Rowan knew as much yet he pulled his magik back. “We will leave before morning and you will not follow us. You will not come for Mackenzie again and you will forget we are related. I am no son of yours.”
Torean merely laughed and he stroked his cock lazily. “My dear boy, you are exactly like me. I would like to say that she is every bit as fuckable as I knew she would be. Have you felt her ass around your cock? Might I suggest that.”
I cringed, crying harder.
Rowan spun and punched his father in the face. He made a move to go at him again and I screamed, reaching for him. “Rowan, no!”
He stopped in mid motion and looked at me. He slumped his shoulders and his father left, chuckling as he went.
I averted my gaze and sank into the water, ashamed of what I had allowed to happen.
It took me a moment to realize Rowan was speaking to me and touching my cheek. “Mackenzie, look at me. Please.”
“I can’t.”
“I could never hate you. You need to know that.”
“But I…”
He kissed my forehead. “I heard everything. I arrived when he was… while you were… I saw him finishing in you,” he said, his voice tight. “I heard him reveal himself to you and I heard the threats he made. To attack him then would have put you in harm’s way. I love you too much to do that and I know he is a sick and twisted bastard.”
I cried more.
Rowan tilted my chin, forcing my gaze upon him. The compassion in his face moved me. “Mackenzie, I hate that I left you at his mercy. I knew, deep down, that he would do something. I was not sure what but I knew he would make a play to gain the upper hand.”
I touched his scruffy cheek. “I should have known. I’d been trying so hard and doing so good at sensing it was him and not you. I don’t know what changed.”
He sighed. “Magik, Mackenzie. I felt it coating the entire wing of the castle. He’d used it to weaken your ability to notice the subtle differences. He knew you would realize it was him without it. I do not blame you for what happened.” He kissed my lips. “I know you truly believed it to be me and that had you known it was him…”
I swallowed hard. “Do you think I would have allowed him in me?”
He met my gaze, the look in his eyes moving me. “I believe you would have tried to stop him and I believe he would have taken what he wanted, unconcerned with your thoughts on the matter. I also believe he would have killed you in the process. He is that far gone. It is why we will leave by morning light.”
“What of Cedric? How will he know where we have gone?”
“I will try to send word to him.”
Chapter Three
It was odd being back in the old cabin. I was shocked when Rowan brought us here. He’d first thought to whisk me away to a secret location but I’d taken a turn for the worse in the night hours, my body weakening at a rapid rate. He feared Cedric wouldn’t find us and he knew I needed them both. He’d sent word for Cedric to come to the cabin but wasn’t sure it would reach him anytime soon.
Rowan took my bowl from me and frowned. “You ate nothing.”
I glanced at the mixed fruits. “I’m not hungry.”
“Mackenzie.” He touched my cheek with the back of his hand and I shied away. He sighed. “Stop pulling away from my touch. I spent the night telling you that I don’t blame you for what happened.”
I held enough blame for the two of us. His was unnecessary. I alone managed to condemn myself for the actions that had taken place the night before. When Torean had approached, shortly before sunrise, he was cocky and watched me with knowing eyes. Rowan had hurried me away from the Unblessed Court and into the relative safety of the cabin. We both knew nowhere was really safe from his father. I also knew it was only a matter of time before Torean caused more problems for us.
Rowan took my bowl to the tiny kitchenette area and I heard something outside. Apparently, he heard it as well because he dropped the bowl and spun, facing the direction of the front windows. He weaved power all around us, shocking me with his strength. After a moment, he relaxed and nodded, dropping his power, his gaze sweeping to me. “I cannot lighten your mood or help you. Maybe he can.”
“Maybe who can?”
The answer came when the front door opened. A tall auburn haired man stood there, staring out from blue eyes. His hair, once long like all faerie men, was worn in a choppy short, messy style. Silver earrings lined both his ears and tattoos adorned his upper arms.
My warrior.
My Cedric.
The scars he incurred during his time as a captive of Torean’s showed. Where once he had me use my glamour to hide them, he wore them proudly. The only thing he kept hidden was his slightly curved ears. His hair handled that problem.
It had been far too long since I’d last seen him. I wanted to run to him but I wasn’t sure how Rowan would react. He accepted Cedric into our lives because he had no choice. It wasn’t like he truly wanted him there.
Cedric came towards me but looked at Rowan. “How is she?”
“She’s,” I said. “Sitting right here.”
He ignored me, paying attention to Rowan as Rowan launched into the events of the past twenty-four hours. Cedric twisted and thrust power into the air. Rowan cleverly caught it with his own, preventing something major from happening. Cedric continued to rant and rave until finally he stopped and stared down at me, as if realizing then that I was still there.
He dropped to his knees before me and took my hands in his. “Mackenzie, I’m so sorry that I couldn’t keep you safe from him.”
I couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him. My body craved him, as did I. My magik picked then to flare. It was weak but there. Cedric smiled against my mouth and pushed my long blonde hair over my shoulders.
“It’s time,” he said.
“Time?”
Rowan rushed from the kitchen where he’d been cleaning up the mess from the bowl of fruit. “Now?”
Cedric nodded and Rowan tossed the bowl fragments aside, making another mess. I stared between them. “What’s going on?”
They shared a knowing look before Cedric put his palm on my lower stomach. “It’s time, Mackenzie.”
It hit me then.
My womb was ready to accept a child.
Shock coursed through my veins, making it hard for me to focus. I sat, my hands gripping my knees and my blood pumping so fast I could scarcely hear over it. Vaguely, I became aware that Cedric was undressing before me. Someone lifted me and the whirlwind began. I found myself sitting on the bed.
Rowan eased my shirt over my head as Cedric went for my jeans. I tensed and Cedric shook his head. “No, Mack. If you resist this you’re letting Torean win. Don’t let him take this from you… from us.”
He was right.
I stared between the men, nervous for another reason now.
Would this drive an even bigger wedge between us all?
They seemed to read my mind.
Rowan leaned over me as he took my panties and tossed them aside. “This is what the higher powers wanted, Mackenzie. Let us make it so.”
I reclined on the bed, putting my face level with Rowan’s bobbing cock. I took hold of it and licked. He smiled down at me.
I gave in, letting him work his magik in my nether regions while I concentrated my efforts on tasting Rowan’s long, thick cock. The moment was perfect. I had the men I loved with me and at least for now, we were safe and together.
I came with a start and locked my legs to the sides of Cedric’s head. He chuckled into my pussy and Rowan eased me off his shaft. He touched my lips. “No more or I’ll finish now. I want to taste you as well.” He bent over me and lifted me, putting me on my hands and knees. My ass arched in the air towards him and he pushed his face between my cheeks, licking a line over me. The pleasure shot through me and I reached for something to ground me.
My fingers curled partway around Cedric’s cock. I looked up and locked gazes with him. He glanced at Rowan and I thought an argument might ensue. One didn’t. Instead, Cedric almost seemed turned on by what he was watching. He lifted my hair from my face and guided my lips over his cock. He thrust in, striking the back of my throat.
“Arrggh.”
I sucked, moving my head back long enough to draw a deep breath before taking him in again. This continued, my head bobbing up and down on his cock as he fucked my face.
Rowan rimmed my backside, sending shivers of delight through my body. He added fingers, thrusting them into my pussy and I was lost in the bliss. Cedric yanked me off his cock and pushed his balls towards my face. “Suck them,” he said evenly.
I obeyed, rolling them in my mouth gently. He tasted so good, his scent musky and manly, as was Rowan’s. Cedric took control of my actions, forcing my mouth over his cock once more. He told me not to use my hands and I listened, loving the wild side of him. As my jaw grew tired, Cedric pulled out and locked gazes with Rowan. He nodded.