Tempted By Fae

by Midnight Coven

  I cried out, stretched painfully around his large cock. His lips brushed over the globe of one breast before his tongue jutted out, licking around my nipple before his teeth clamped down, pulling a strangled cry from my lips. Violet eyes locked with mine as his hands lowered, spreading me apart painfully.

  Evander sat back, watching where we were joined. “Look at that needy flesh, clenching against me. You were made for fucking, weren’t you?” he growled thickly as he pulled out and pushed in hard enough that I moaned loudly, arching my spine to ease the tension building in my belly.

  Rocking my body did little to ease the pain of the fullness he created. I was sure nothing would help me. He was spearing into my body, stretching me past the point of pain which burned deliciously, yet he didn’t move. His heated gaze dropped to where I rocked against his cock, needing and pleading for him to move to soothe the growing ache it created within me.

  Evander laughed darkly, watching me silently as my hands moved to my breasts, creating more heat that rushed through me. I was to the point that thinking was becoming too hard to manage. My body was moving mindlessly to a heady beat that played like music in my mind. The white-hot coil in my belly was building into the perfect storm. I rolled my hips against him, needing whatever the tension was in my stomach to uncoil. His hands bit painfully into my thighs as he watched me, unabashedly using his thickness to grasp onto the white ball of tension that continually grew.

  “Please,” I whispered thickly, needing something from him.

  I needed him to move, to bring that unfurling tension either to the point of fulfillment or to make the pain in my core end. I needed him to move, to deliver the silent promise of pleasure I’d seen burning in his deliciously dark eyes.

  “Please what?”

  “Please destroy me, make the burning ache stop. Make my body stop hurting.”

  He hadn’t expected me to say what I had, and his mouth curved into a dangerous smile as he slowly pulled out. He left only the bulbous tip cradled in my body, which caused me to rock even more than I had been.

  I peered up, silently pleading for mercy, but the dark look in his eyes told me he didn’t have any to offer. He thrust into my body, but whatever control he’d held seemed to be gone. His body battered against mine until I was screaming and unraveling against him. It was violent, and yet light burst behind my eyes as he watched me through glowing violet ones. A growl filled the room, mixing with the cries of wonder as he sent me sailing through the heavens, destroying my needy core along the way.

  His head lowered, smothering my cries with his mouth as I gave in to the feeling of his body against mine. The endless pain that had been pleasure moments ago had turned into something more as he continually battered against my core. It didn’t abate as I shook with the intensity of it as he kissed my mouth, holding my screams in as he captured them with his hard, unforgiving kiss.

  He slowed, rolling us over until I was sitting above him, his hands holding my hips as he rocked my body against his slowly. “Ride my cock, woman. I want to see you come undone on it. Come for me,” he ordered.

  My body clenched and unclenched, the need to do as he ordered overriding the mission I’d been given. His hands controlled my hips, waiting for me to take the lead. I slowly moved, feeling every single inch of his thickness as it speared into my body. Moving didn’t hurt; holding still did, on the other hand, when the pain became too much to bear. I rocked slowly at first, staring between us at where my body swallowed his.

  “That’s it, fuck me, you naughty little bitch,” he uttered crudely as the words on his body began to pulse and power slithered through the room as I slowly began to move without his help. “Good girl.”

  My lips parted as I felt his magic touching my skin, slithering against it as he used it to heighten the pleasure his body promised mine. It rubbed against my clitoris as if his fingers were touching me. My nipples were caressed, and yet his hands never left my hips as he watched me slowly riding him until my body began to unfurl violently.

  I leaned over, slamming myself down on him, which sent pain echoing through my core. I repeated it as magic continually caressed me, and my head tossed back as a scream ripped from my throat as unabashed pleasure rushed through me.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful, woman,” he growled, tightening the hold on his magic as it nipped the pink tips of my nipples as if his teeth were there instead of magic. His teeth clenched together as he watched me using his large cock to get off.

  I leaned over him, kissing his chest before claiming his mouth as my hand pushed beneath the pillows, searching for the dagger Kerri had promised would be there. My fingers found the hilt of a blade and wrapped my hands around it as my mouth crushed against his, hungrily. He chuckled as I pulled away, staring down at him before I lifted the blade, only to have his hand capture mine as he rolled us, swiftly trading me places.

  “There she is,” he snarled as his grip tightened against mine painfully. “Murderous little bitch. I’m surprised you let me fuck you first,” he chuckled darkly, rolling us again as I fought him to gain control of the blade. He laughed at my clumsy efforts, rolling me again without ever leaving my body as he held me against the bed.

  Evander held me down with one hand, using the other to apply enough pressure that my wrist was in danger of snapping. His hips moved, and my eyes widened as I realized he intended to murder me as he got off on my body.

  I increased my fight, twisting my hand to get the blade back, but he watched me as if he thought it was cute that I thought I actually had a chance of doing so. Bone crunched loudly, and I cried out, unable to continue fighting for the dagger. My wrists were captured in one of his large hands, causing pain to fill my mind as his other wrapped around my throat.

  “You thought you could kill me?” he snorted, pushing his hand harder against my throat until air refused to enter it.

  I whimpered as his hips picked up speed, battering against my opening in violence as I exploded. I came undone as he laughed ominously at the shocked expression on my face as I gasped for air, unable to get it past the hold he had on my larynx. He tensed and growled as his mouth lowered to mine, nipping my lip as he watched me suffocating.

  “You’re going to die here, assassin,” he whispered thickly.

  He watched me as lights exploded behind my eyes, blinding me as my heartbeat pounded in my ears. He hadn’t stopped moving, and his hold hadn’t lessened as he fucked me to death. I was going to die in the most pleasurable of ways.

  Consciousness began to slip away as something crashed into the room, and then the air was reaching my lungs once more. His cock slipped out of my body, and my hand replaced it, stroking the fire that the drugs fueled.

  Something wet splashed over my body, coating my stomach and face in warmth. My legs spread further apart as my fingers danced over the nub, stroking the fire that threatened to consume me as something bounced off the bed. My eyes opened as the scream escaped my throat, and I came hard, trembling violently as I muttered incoherently.

  “Did she just…” an unfamiliar voice asked, interrupted by Evander’s more gravelly tone.

  “Yes, she did,” he laughed soundlessly, moving over to stand beside the bed as I opened my mouth, moaning as he watched me. “Didn’t get enough before you tried to murder me?” he asked, staring at my mouth as it opened and closed. “Kaius, find me something to tie up my new pet with. She’s coming with us. Alert the men in the courtyard that will be slaughtering the witches and Lennox’s men momentarily. We’re done here.”

  “You plan to take the whore with you?” Kaius asked.

  “I do; after all, she just tried to murder the Unseelie King while fucking him. That makes her my new plaything until I decide to slit her throat.”

  “Unexpected, but fun,” Kaius chuckled. “You want them to attack before you get down there?”

  “No, just be prepared for when I enter the courtyard.”

  “As you wish, my king,” he said.

  “
Look at you, dirty little thing, aren’t you?” Evander murmured, watching my hand moving over my sex. “You might want to stop touching your pussy, at least for long enough to understand what’s about to happen to you.”

  I literally couldn’t. Tears filled my eyes as I watched his eyes narrowing on mine. He leaned closer, and I kicked out, needing to escape him. I was backhanded hard, landing on my stomach on the bed as stars filled my vision. His stare lowered to where my hand sought the ache between my thighs immediately again, moving against it while ignoring the pain in my broken wrist. I could see dead bodies from my vantage as I stroked my core unable to take the intensity of the pain from it away. The guards that had been in the courtyard now lay dead, littering the floor of the bedroom, sightlessly staring at the plain ceiling in death. I was going to die here after all.

  “What the fuck is your problem, woman?” he snapped, parting my legs to watch my hand moving in a crazed pattern as I tried to alleviate the painful ache that pulsed between my thighs.

  He chuckled, and then entered me painfully, brutally battering against my apex, which sent me sailing over the edge. I screamed, bucking against him with a need so violent and purely animalistic that I had one purpose and one alone. His hands bit into my hips, and then one slid over my spine until he grasped a handful of my hair, ripping my head back at an odd angle as he peered into my eyes.

  “You’re so fucking high, you don’t even know what is happening, do you?” he snorted, watching my mouth as it opened and closed, uttering his name as if he was some savior and I was his disciple. I slammed my ass against him, and he bared his teeth, smiling cruelly as he watched my eyes growing wide with wonder as my body tensed with the orgasm that ripped through me painfully. “I think I like you high, woman.”

  “Harder,” I pleaded, gasping for air as my breathing grew labored with need. My body trembled around him where it held him deeply seated. Heat filled his eyes as he lowered them to where he stretched me full, and I bucked until his eyes slid back to mine as they glowed hungrily.

  “You’re a greedy little bitch, but I’m willing to play with you. I’m going to enjoy breaking you.” He let loose, holding nothing back as he released my hair, shoving my face into the mattress. His magic released and wrapped around my throat, hitting every erogenous zone in my body until I was screaming and crying as the orgasms thundered through me so hard that everything started to black out. “I don’t think so, you’re about to see why no one fucks with me, assassin. I am the monster who destroys those who cross me, and you just fucking crossed me. You’re going to watch me slaughter the entire court of witches, and afterward, if you’re a good girl for me, I’ll fuck you on their corpses.”

  Chapter Four

  I stared up at him as he dressed in his armor. He stared down at the wetness that pooled between my thighs. It wouldn’t stop or turn off. He’d bound my hands after wrapping the rope around my body to ensure I couldn’t stop the pain that continually ached between my thighs. My panties were pushed into my mouth, and my eyes continuously ran as my head swam with what was happening. He didn’t hurry, didn’t rush about preparing for the battle to come.

  “She’s a hot mess,” Kaius chuckled, leaning over me to grab the blanket and pull it free from the corner. “You sure you want to bring her with us?”

  “I said I did, didn’t I? She tried to murder me as she rode my cock. The last woman who tried to murder me suffered for over a decade before I slit her throat. She wasn’t even as pretty as this one, nor did her body offer as much pleasure. This one was a virgin, but then I’m guessing that was part of the allure to using her. Is Kerri in the courtyard?” he asked, reaching over and slapping my naked flesh, which caused me to lift, inching closer to his hand as a loud moan escaped. “I’m guessing that whore fed this greedy little bitch an aphrodisiac, and this is the result. Not to mention, she’s poisoned with the second aphrodisiac meant to make me mindless enough to succumb to her blade, also dipped in poison. Too bad we were already here when they planned my untimely demise, and I drank the antidote before she let me drink the poisoned scotch.”

  “Kerri’s gone, fucking witch bailed before we could catch her,” a new voice said, entering the room. “Damn, she did have nice tits.” Aquamarine-colored eyes stared down at me where my body continued to pulse and gyrate as each heatwave stuck it, pain pooling between my thighs where the center of the pain had filled. “Her pupils are fully blown, Evander. That can’t be good, what the hell was in that bottle she drank?” he queried, leaning over to hold my eye open.

  “We figured it was just pheromones, but considering her inability to stop touching herself, I’m thinking it was a lot more than just that. I’m guessing someone added magic to enhance it. The way she’s acting, I’m guessing the magic within it is intended to mimic a female fae in full heat. Watch,” Evander said, leaning over my body to brush his fingers over my belly.

  I screamed, arching against his touch as it removed the fire burning within me. My eyes rolled back in my head as relief entered my mind as I whimpered, moaning as he held his hand against it.

  “Fuck me, she has canines,” the other male said, pushing my lips apart to show them my teeth, which caused my eyes to open again, even though focusing took effort. Nothing. His touch did nothing, causing my gaze to slip back to Evander. “Move your hand, Evander,” he instructed, touching me.

  I watched him silently, glaring at him as he nodded, and Evander touched me, causing a scream to fill my throat. It was a violent need, raw and undiluted with his touch. It made my entire body ignite. I jerked closer to Evander, trying to keep his hand there as I peered at him pleadingly.

  “Did you mark her?” he asked.

  “No, of course not, Rowan,” Evander snorted as if I disgusted him. “She’s a fucking half-breed, owned by the agency. I fucked her and then she tried to murder me. Half-assed attempt, but her life is now mine by law. Until I decide to take her life, she is my pretty new pet.”

  “That doesn’t explain her reaction to you. I touch her, she doesn’t respond. You touch her, and she comes undone and moved to find your touch. She has fucking canines, and she’s concealed in magic. It’s mimicking a mated pair’s need for one another, minus where you crave her. Do you crave her?”

  “It’s more than likely just the magic she drank. I crave her, but not in that way and, it’s not a violent need to breed her,” he replied, lowering his eyes to where the words were hidden beneath my breast for the spell of glamour that concealed my heritage. “She’s spelled,” Evander pointed out huskily, using magic that rushed against mine. “That’s going to make things complicated.”

  His eyes narrowed as my slanted deep-sapphire eyes were revealed. Pointed ears pushed through my hair, as tattoos I’d been given at birth covered my forearms, shoulder blades, and ribcage in silver writing. His lips turned into a dangerous smile as he watched my Elvaan appearance taking form.

  “Fuck me, she’s Elvaan,” Rowan whispered as he leaned over, staring down at me.

  “That’s unfortunate, but somehow I doubt anyone knew what they held within their grasp. The agency either wasn’t aware of what she was, or they were and hid it from the world. Still, it doesn’t change my right to her. She tried to murder the King of the Unseelie, which makes her mine until I decide otherwise.” Amethyst eyes slid over my face before he nodded. “Cover her up and place her against the gate. She’s coming with us, Rowan. I have a court to slaughter.”

  I was wrapped up in the blanket by Rowan, who smiled down at me. “Sorry about the potion bump, little Elvaan,” he said thickly, studying my face with interest. “You had that shit coming, though. Trying to murder the Unseelie King with that naked flower, you got some balls on you.” I stared up at him, struggling against the ropes as he watched me. He leaned over as if he’d nip my puckered nipple, but a deep growl stopped him.

  “She doesn’t get touched by anyone but me until I’m finished with her,” Evander warned, tossing my dress onto my body. “Roll the
murderous bitch up and let’s go. I want her propped up for the show, let her watch her friends being slaughtered.”

  “That’s harsh, but she earned that shit,” Rowan chuckled, pulling the blankets over my head before he hefted me onto his shoulder. “You be a good girl, no noise. Don’t make me spank your pretty ass.”

  Blood rushed to my head, but at least the fire burning within me was lessening in his hold. Or it had been until Evander spoke, and my body reacted as if he held the thread to my soul, slowly unraveling it with his husky timbre. My eyes closed as I was jolted with every step Rowan took as he entered the courtyard.

  Power ripped through the blanket as the trail grew smoother. Once I heard the scraping of a door moving across the marbled floor, it intensified until I was choking past the magic to get air into my lungs. I was set down, and the blanket was removed from my face as Rowan crouched down, pushing the hair away from my face with gentle fingers.

  “Enjoy the show,” he chuckled darkly, standing up as he cracked his neck.

  The entire courtyard stood motionless as Evander stood in the middle of it. I watched as dark violet eyes slid to mine before turning the color of midnight as a wicked smile played on his lips. Shadows slipped out of his body, wrapping around those closest to him before they entered through their mouths.

  It was eerily silent. No noise sounded in the entire courtyard other than the sound of his men as they moved, their armor clanking. My stare left the people that had swallowed the shadows to find Dominick, still standing in the back of the courtyard, motionless.

  Slowly, my gaze slid back to the men and women closest to Evander in time to watch their mouths open as screaming erupted. “Sweet baby Jesus,” I uttered breathlessly, watching in horror as the courtyard erupted in more shadows as I fought the rope that held me.

  Evander was absolute power. It radiated from him, entering one victim after another until finally, he drew blades. Fighting the ropes, I watched him deftly executing the creatures until he stood before Dominick, and everything inside of me screamed.