by Amy Sumida
“Very nice.” Drostan murmured as he drew a hand over my torso; pulling on the chain between my breasts as he did.
“Your concubine makes quite a lovely offering, Your Majesty,” a Gancanagh man said. “Will you be testing the altar with her?”
“Indeed,” Drostan said as he undid his belt. “You may attend us if you wish.”
The workers gleefully dropped what they were doing to gather around the altar. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend that Drostan and I were alone.
“Open your eyes, Riley,” Drostan commanded as he slid into me. “This is what it means to be a king's concubine. You have duties to fulfill that will sometimes involve the court.”
I opened my eyes just as Drostan shoved himself deep; the shiver chains rocketing my pleasure as he hit my clit. Drostan started a slow grind; one hand reaching up to pull on the golden chain between my breasts. I moaned as the loops sent twinges of delight through my nipples, and Drostan stared hungrily at the way my breasts moved.
And then the fairies around us took out their cocks and started stroking them. I looked around me in shock, but Drostan only smiled.
“It's part of the ritual,” Drostan explained. “They're only doing their parts to give us an authentic experience. You will be filled with seed and covered in it.”
I glanced around at the variety of cocks on display. There were the perfect, silky shafts of the sidhe male and the gancanagh, but then there was the little stump of a goblin—looking even smaller when compared to the massive cock of the redcap and the horse cock of the kelpie. The sound of flesh working flesh filled the air around me; adding to the wet slapping coming from between my legs.
“Sweet Goddess; she be a sloshin',” the redcap murmured and then took a deep breath. “And she smells sweet as nectar.”
“You may anoint yourselves with my concubine's honey, and ease your ministrations,” Drostan proclaimed generously as he slipped out of my pussy.
The fairies came around to the end of the table eagerly, and my eyes widened as the gancanagh set his palm to my pussy and started to rub me. I began to close my legs automatically, but Drostan grabbed a thigh and pulled it open again.
“This is not about your wants or mine, it's about duty; you are required to ease them on behalf of the Goddess. It is an honor,” Drostan growled. “Be grateful that I'm not taking you to the actual festival. If you were truly one of the offerings, you'd be fucking them all, not just providing them with lubrication.”
Hand nicely wet, the gancanagh started rubbing his cock again as he eased to the side of the table; giving me a smooth smile as he went. Next up was the kelpie; he set his cool hand to me and leaned forward to smile at me with straight, horse teeth. His seaweed hair dripped water across my belly.
“I don't need your juices, my lady,” the kelpie said. “But I'm not passing up the opportunity to touch your precious, pink pussy.”
He rubbed his wide hand over me and slipped a long finger inside me. The kelpie's hand was webbed, and when he angled his thumb up to rub my clit, the webbing pressed against me and teased me further. He took his wet hand away and slid to the side, but before he set his palm to his cock, he licked a finger slowly.
I had a glimpse, out of the side of my eye, of Drostan working his cock steadily as he stared at my pussy. But then the sidhe man stepped up to me. He used both of his hands to work me into a frenzy—using one to finger fuck me wildly while he used the heel of his other palm to grind into my clit. Pleasure was pooling low in my pelvis and starting to spread. I couldn't hold on any longer; I came with a shrieking cry.
“Congratulations.” Drostan slapped the fairy's back as the man moved to the side. “Well done.”
“We got her primed for you,” the gancanagh teased.
I rolled my head in the groggy aftershocks of my orgasm and blinked at Drostan in confusion.
“The man who first brings the offering to orgasm is blessed with fertility for the next year,” Drostan explained. “It's not necessarily true with you, since you are only priming the altar, but it's possible.”
The sidhe man grinned widely and started working his cock with his wet hands. Then the goblin stepped up—his head barely over the edge of the altar—and rubbed at me quickly with the whole of his little hand. He licked the tip of a finger and winked at me before he hurried away. The goblin climbed back on the stool he had brought to the table and started working his cock fervently as he licked his lips and admired my body. That's when the redcap stepped up. Blood dripped from his cap onto my thigh, but no one seemed to notice. I didn't at first either; I was too focused on the massive hand that covered my entire pussy and draped onto my belly. He rubbed me a couple of times and then slid a thick finger into me. It was nearly the size of Drostan's cock. The redcap grinned as he rotated his finger inside me; his pinky prodding my ass. I trembled and he poked his pinky in with a secret wink at me. He fucked me with his two fingers until I was writhing, and then pulled his hand away to reveal how one finger glistened with moisture. The redcap lowered his hand to his enormous cock and happily rubbed the liquid onto himself as he moved away.
“Looks like the Goddess gave me a taste of you, after all, my lady,” the redcap murmured.
An image flashed through my mind; of the same redcap with his mouth posed over my pussy. Drostan shifted back into position and thrust himself into me. I cried out as he went straight into a savage tempo. Was this the same man who couldn't stand the Unseelie touching me—even in punishment? I was so confused, and my head was reeling with ecstasy; I couldn't think straight. With Drostan's cock plunging in and out of me, and all of the other dicks being worked by eager hands around me, I was reeling in rapture. The men around the table matched Drostan's speed, and mere seconds after Drostan cried out and spilled into me, the other men came across my body. Hot ribbons of fairy cum painted my belly, tits, and face; sending me surging into another orgasm myself.
“What a pretty picture you make,” Drostan murmured as he slid his cock back into his pants, “with that red velvet background and your body covered in cum. The Goddess will be pleased, even if you aren't the actual offering.”
The men around us bent their heads and murmured a prayer. I just gaped at them and down at myself before I laid my head back and closed my eyes in mortification. This was so fucked up.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Drostan wanted to make sure that I watched the festival. So, he brought in the cross that he had used for my punishment, and set it up near the window. Before he left to attend the festivities, he manacled me to the cross. Then he buckled a leather contraption around my waist; it had straps that went between my legs. After a few quick licks of my pussy, Drostan slipped a dildo into me and then buckled the straps tightly to hold it in place.
“I wouldn't leave you with nothing,” he said gently as he stroked the hair back from my face. “When you need to, you can grind against this fake cock and the leather strap to bring yourself some relief.”
“I'm not going to get off on watching you with another woman,” I growled.
“You may, or you may not enjoy it, but you will watch, Riley,” he warned me. “If you close your eyes, I'll see you, and I'll have to bring you outside with me. You don't want to attend the rite, do you?”
“No,” I whispered.
“As I thought.” Drostan nodded. “So, be a good concubine and watch, as I am being a lenient master and allowing you to abstain.”
Drostan gave the dildo a little push, kissed my lips, and then left.
It wasn't long before the clearing was full of Unseelie fairies; dressed in hardly anything at all. Women wore wispy silk scarves and men wore leather belts. Their bodies were painted with strange symbols. Music started to play; a tribal drumming that vibrated through the night. Torches were lit, and their light gleamed off skin in a multitude of colors; slick with desire and sweat. I saw Drostan making his way through the court; clad in only in a few leather straps. His bare skin shimmered like metal, but th
e firelight turned the silver to gold. A woman sauntered up with a bowl of liquid and started massaging it all over his body. He gleamed even brighter, and smiled down at her as she worked the liquid into his cock.
Drostan's cock had been limp but still beautiful; draping over his silky balls and nestled amid a nest of black curls. But under the woman's ministrations, it quickly hardened and stood out from his body eagerly. The woman straightened, and Drostan pulled her to him and kissed her deeply as he casually played with her tiny breasts. I flinched at the irrational jealousy that took hold of me. Drostan could kiss and fondle and fuck whomever he wanted; it shouldn't bother me. Oh, but it did. Drostan let the woman go and continued through the throng; nodding to the fairies and stopping every now and again to kiss a woman briefly, or play with her pussy before moving on.
The Unseelie began to dance, and couples paired off; some were more than couples. They writhed together in passion; soon dropping to the ground or just leaning up against the trees to fuck savagely. Hands moved sensuously over skin and lips sought out every sensitive place to suck and lick. From the littlest pixie to the largest redcap; every fairy there was fornicating their brains out. Except for Drostan.
The Unseelie King made his way to the altar, where a beautiful sidhe woman was laying—exactly as I had been. Fairies paused their intercourse to join their king at the altar. Both men and women stood in a circle and watched avidly as their king stepped up between the woman's thighs and angled his cock toward her pussy.
Something tightened inside my chest as I watched Drostan thrust his cock into the woman. He lifted his head and looked right at me as he continued to slam into her pussy. The woman writhed beneath Drostan and cried out eagerly as she slid her hands over his chest, but he kept his gaze fastened on me. I was naked on the cross, and the fey lights were on within the castle; he had the perfect view. As did everyone else. But no one else was watching me; they were too consumed with their own pleasure and that of their king. Only Drostan enjoyed the view of my restrained body as he pounded his cock into another woman.
“Riley!” The whisper had me jerking my head to the side. “No; don't look.”
I caught a glimpse of Conall before I turned my face forward again. Drostan's stare was set on my breasts, and he hadn't noticed the movement.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I hissed in panic.
Surely Conall wouldn't try to kidnap me again? He couldn't do it while Drostan was right outside the window, intensely watching me.
“I'm here for you,” he whispered. “There's something I have to tell you, Riley.”
“Go away!”
“Riley; I'm the one who loves you, not Drostan,” Conall declared.
“What nonsense are you talking about now?” I snarled.
“I'm sorry that we deceived you, but it was the only way I could have a slave to myself. I knew Queen Tana would try to take you for her little entertainments if I brought you to Seelie.”
“What?”
“King Drostan wanted a vacation from his court and the endless responsibilities that come with being king,” Conall explained. “I wanted you. So, we formed an understanding; we would switch bodies. Drostan could experience life as a Seelie knight, and I could have you while I looked after his kingdom.”
I glanced at Conall as a shiver coasted over my body. “I don't believe you. You can't switch bodies.”
“Magic makes anything possible,” Conall said gently.
“No,” I whispered. “No.”
“Has Drostan experienced a sudden, horrible pain recently?” Conall asked. “And afterward, did he act differently?”
My eyes went wide.
“That pain was the transfer of our souls,” Conall said. “Drostan took back his body because he's decided that he wants you for himself. It was Drostan in my body who abducted you; I was still in his. Don't you remember those first few days when you were brought to Tirne? Drostan was different then, right? And then I came here and met you, remember?”
I nodded.
“After I left, didn't Drostan change?”
“Dear God,” I whispered. “It was you in his body?”
“Yes,” Conall said. “We made the switch that day. It should have been sooner, but I didn't think to specify how long Drostan could have you before we traded places.”
“He wanted to try me out before he handed me over,” I murmured as I thought back to the conversation between the men that I had witnessed; it had seemed strange that Conall had been so upset that I had been there a couple of days before his arrival. “And his concubines... that's why Drostan got rid of them. It wasn't because he wanted me; it was because you wanted me.”
“Yes; he was clearing his life so that I could take it over,” Conall admitted. “I didn't want all of his women; I wanted you. You were my only request.”
I shivered as the truth of my situation settled over me. It was all so clear now; Drostan—the real Drostan—was the dominating jerk while Conall had been the man who I had started to fall in love with.
“I'm so sorry, Riley; Drostan tricked me,” Conall said. “He's tricked you too. But I've come to take you back to Seelie. Prince Trenton is helping me; we've agreed to share you.”
“You what?” I growled.
“We both love you,” Conall said softly. “We love you enough to do whatever it takes to make you happy; even if that means sharing you. Will you have us?”
I went still; staring at Drostan as he came inside another woman.
“Yes,” I whispered. “I will most definitely have you.”
“Thank you. I swear that we'll make you happy, Riley.” Conall smiled. “Tell me when Drostan looks away, and I'll get you out of here.”
Drostan fell across the woman on the altar, right on cue.
“Now!” I cried.
Conall leapt forward and undid my bounds as Drostan rolled aside, and another man took his place. The new fairy started fucking the offering wildly; blocking me from Drostan's view. I fell into Conall's arms, and he placed a quick kiss on my cheek before hastening me to an opening in the bedroom wall.
“I thought you had the secret passages closed?” I asked him.
“I lied,” he said sheepishly. “It's impossible to close these passageways; they've been here for thousands of years. I just didn't want you looking for them. I'm sorry, Riley. There has been a lot of lies between us, but from here forward, you shall have the absolute truth.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
Conall took me into the dark tunnel and hit the wall beside us. A panel slid into place behind us, and we were briefly left in the dark. Then a soft light came on above us; a little bobbing orb. Conall helped me out of the harness Drostan had placed me in and then draped me in his cloak. He took my hand, and we followed the orb down the passage and then out of the castle entirely. Once we were in the woods, we started to run, but I only made it ten feet before a horrible pain gripped my belly. I cried out and sank to my knees.
“Riley!” Conall dropped beside me. “What is it?”
“I don't know,” I whispered.
“It's the Understanding,” Drostan said smugly as he strode out of the shadows.
He had his pants on again, and there was a sword strapped to his waist. Unseelie knights surged up from behind him—also armed—and circled us.
“You son of a bitch!” Conall snarled. “You betrayed our agreement.”
“No, I didn't,” Drostan said calmly. “I brought Riley here and gave her to you. We never agreed on a length of time for her to be yours. Riley and I, however, made an Understanding that she would be mine forever; her life in exchange for her sister's.”
“You weren't supposed to actually bind her!” Conall shouted. “You were just to offer her the arrangement and cure her sister.”
“I know.” Drostan smirked. “It was a little leverage I put into place, just in case I changed my mind. And as fate would have it; I did. All I needed was some space to appreciate what I had and figur
e out what I wanted. I'm ready to rule my kingdom again, and I'm ready to settle on a single concubine; Riley. With the Understanding binding us, you can't take her away from me without my permission.”
“Conall?” I looked up at him in horror.
Conall's gaze was grim when he set it on me.
“No,” I whispered.
“You should have left her with me,” Drostan said as he strode forward arrogantly. “We could have proceeded without Riley ever knowing of our deception. But now you've revealed our secret—to Riley and my court—so you must pay with your life.”
Drostan pulled his sword and swung it in an expert arch. His muscles clenched, and I did not doubt that he could wield the weapon with deadly efficiency. But Conall was not entirely defenseless; he pulled a sword as well, and it swished through the air with a sharp sound of warning. He moved in front of me and prepared to meet Drostan in combat. But the Unseelie were drawing in closer, and I knew there was no way that Conall would live through this; even if he won, they would kill him.
“Wait!” I cried as I moved between the men.
Drostan and Conall both stared at me in shock.
“Let Conall return to Seelie unharmed, and I will be the most obedient concubine you've ever had,” I offered Drostan.
“I don't need you to obey me willingly,” Drostan growled. “I won't coddle you like Conall; you are mine, and I will make you obey.”
“But you prefer my compliance, don't you?” I asked as I sidled up to him.
“Riley, no,” Conall whispered as his sword lowered.
I glanced back at him and mouthed the word “run.” Conall shook his head adamantly and lifted his sword again. The damn honorable knight. I turned back to Drostan and draped myself over him; opening the cloak so he could take in my nudity. He began to smile as I slipped my hand into his pants.
“I can be very sweet when I want to be,” I purred as I stroked him. “Wouldn't that be better than constantly fighting me? You said that you'd prefer not to be cruel; so don't be. Let Conall go, and we can be good to each other.”