Defended By Darkness: Wings, Wands and Soul Bonds Book 2

by Bolryder, Terry

  “Let’s go to your bed,” I say, quickly standing and waving my hand for my darkness to follow, carrying her behind me.

  I give her a grin as she stares at me, shocked and looking like a captured princess.

  Good thing I know that this is turning her on like crazy, or I might be tempted to stop and let her go.

  23

  Eva

  When I told Tanner to take control, I never thought this was how it would happen, but I have to admit I should have known what I was getting into, given how thoroughly he takes care of everything.

  And I have to say it’s making me wet as hell, being totally bound, carried down the hall behind him, squirming as I think about what he’ll do next.

  He kicks open the door to my bedroom, then waits as his darkness carries me to the bed and sets me down.

  It’s almost a relief to feel the soft, familiar covers around me, until Tanner gives me a cruel grin and snaps his fingers again, making it totally dark.

  I never thought I would be into this, because my heart races hard, not being able to see anything at all.

  But it’s a darkness so black you know it couldn’t be anything normal. It’s a presence so thick I could almost reach out and touch it, and it keeps everything back from me so that all I can do is feel Tanner’s touch.

  The bed bounces as he gets on it with me, and I can feel the heat of his huge body get closer, though I can’t even see him.

  “I want to see you,” I whine, knowing I’m being a bit of a brat about it.

  He snaps, and there’s a gag on my mouth, soft but definitely stopping me from moving, my head locked down against the pillow.

  God, when I’m this turned on, just being bound in total darkness feels intense as hell. My moans are muffled, but if I wanted to, talking wouldn’t be that hard. It’s worth it for the intensity I’m feeling.

  And somewhere nearby, Tanner’s waiting to make me feel even more.

  “I tied you with your clothes on, so I guess I’ll just have to tear them off now,” he growls, his teeth coming down to bite at my shirt again.

  My eyes widen, but then I feel his hands come up to quickly make work of my shirt, tearing it apart like tissue paper, making me gasp as it falls aside.

  I hear something flick out in the darkness.

  “Be still,” he says in a cool voice. “I wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

  I feel something cool and hard against my skin and gasp as it comes up to the juncture of my bra strap.

  He flicks it up and the bra falls aside, and he reaches behind to unhook it before pulling it away in two pieces.

  I’m naked in the dark, and the more my skin is exposed to the night air, the more I anticipate where he’s going to touch me.

  “I couldn’t just pull it away,” he says, talking about my bra. “It might have hurt your shoulders.”

  I don’t say anything because there’s really nothing to say except, God, yes, do everything and don’t stop.

  “You’re gagged, but if you say red, everything will stop. I’ll still hear you trying.”

  I nod, wondering if he can see me.

  “If you’re wondering if I saw that nod, yes. I see everything in the dark. And now you’re all mine, princess.”

  He grips my pants and drags them down and off as well, and magically, the dark ropes stay in place.

  Then he reaches for my panties, stroking a hand up the center of them. “Told you you’d be wet as hell for me.” He strokes his finger all the way to my still-covered clit and then down to my slit, which has soaked through the fabric. “So beautiful. So perfect. I love you like this. At my mercy.”

  He gets down between my legs and pulls my panties aside, and since I can’t move at all, I simply go rigid, every muscle in my body bracing as he slowly blows cool air over my aching, hot sex. “Mmm.” He kisses me, and I let out a scream that is only somewhat muffled by the gag.

  Still, it turns me on to scream against it.

  I swear I can almost feel his smile against my pussy as he strokes voraciously over my folds, lapping up moisture as my body screams in response. So sensitive when I can’t move, can’t see, can’t focus on anything but his touch.

  Then, when I’m so close I could punch him for making me wait longer, he lifts his head and grips my thighs with his strong hands as he begins kissing up my body again.

  He gently nibbles the side of my hips where my nerves are so sensitive my body jerks on its own.

  He comes up to swipe his tongue across my belly button, his hands coming up to stroke and play with my curves as never before, and I let out a little whimper of pure bliss.

  “Soft. Gorgeous. Feminine.” He bites down on a soft, sensitive area, and I gasp in shock. “You’re so perfect I can’t believe I didn’t dream you.”

  He puts a hand on my stomach, splaying it possessively as I feel him sit up on the bed until he’s kneeling between my legs.

  His dark ropes pull my hands up above my head instead of by my sides, and he reaches down to grab both breasts, hiking them together, making me moan as heat rushes through me.

  It’s so primal. So possessive, being wanted like this. His mouth closes over my nipple, feeling so much hotter now that I’m bound and it’s dark. Everything feels ten times stronger, and it’s already so strong with Tanner.

  His tongue continues to play with my nipple as one hand moves down to play in the wet cleft between my legs. “I could stay here for hours. Days. Just pleasuring you until you can’t stand it. And you can stand a lot, fae princess.”

  I blink because that’s still so odd to me, but then his fingers are diving inside me, swiftly stroking up toward my G-spot as I moan and want him that much more.

  “So wet. Do you want me here?”

  I nod, knowing he can see me in the dark.

  “Too bad. You’re going to have to come for me, princess. Show me how much you want it.”

  His hand works in and out again, stretching me, readying me, and making a fullness, a feeling of intense pressure, join the pleasurable sensations already building in my body.

  He kisses my other breast, then up to my neck and shoulders, torturing every sensitive little spot as his fingers continue to mercilessly thrust.

  I never thought my body could feel so many sensations, so close to the edge on so many fronts.

  His fingers make a little come-hither motion inside me, once I’m practically sobbing against my gag, and I come as his thumb comes up to stroke my clit, blending all the sensations together as I go over the edge.

  I’ve never felt anything like it, my eyes going wide as my sex clenches around his fingers, and my whole body roils with pleasure.

  Waves of pure delight, heightened by just the slight bit of fear in the darkness with the bonds.

  And then suddenly his ropes release and I can scream his name, wrap my arms around him, and pull him in tightly against me, kiss him through the rest of my release.

  He smiles, and the room slowly lightens. “How are you doing, princess?”

  I can’t breathe. I keep panting whenever I try to get words straight. Looking around the room, I can’t even believe I’m in the same place.

  For a moment, all that existed was pleasure and darkness.

  I put a shaky hand up to cup Tanner’s face, loving that I’ve just seen another facet of him.

  He really is perfect for me.

  “Did I go too far?” He winks. “Just far enough?”

  “You know goddamn well you didn’t go too far,” I say, sitting up slightly, legs still parted, my body utterly naked. I sigh. “Now how do I use my powers to do that to you?”

  He frowns. “That wouldn’t do anything for me, given that I prefer to be the giver.”

  I grin. “Yeah, I guess I can’t picture that.” I run my hands up through my hair, almost moaning just thinking about what he just did. “It’s a lot to handle.”

  His grin gets heated again, his black eyes flashing in the light from the window.

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p; I’m glad I can see his face at least, the hard planes of his cheeks and jaws, the sensitive look of his big, sparkling eyes.

  And now I notice the dark hair flowing down over his shoulders.

  I gasp as I look up, seeing wings.

  “Sorry,” he says, shrugging those magnificently wide shoulders. “It seems I can’t hold back with you.” He glances up. “Thank heavens for tall ceilings.”

  I giggle, reaching up to put my arms around him, trying to pull him in against me. “Thank heaven for you.”

  “I didn’t come from heaven,” he says, licking up the shell of my ear, making me giggle. “But I’m happy to be there now, with you.”

  I gasp at the sweetness of his words, tangling my hand in his hair, enjoying the wild locks there.

  “So while I loved showing you a taste of the way I sometimes would like to do things with you, all sensation and pleasure, right now I just want to bond with you. Keep the lights on, keep your hands free, look at your face, and know you can see mine.”

  I nod eagerly, so hungry I can almost taste him inside me.

  But I’m not just hungry for more pleasure, as I already felt like I was buried under an amazing landslide of it.

  I’m hungry to feel more of him. To be close with him. To join with him.

  I feel my bonds now, swirling inside me, moving out to join with his, making it feel like we are the only things that exist in the universe.

  The only things that matter to each other.

  In this moment, he isn’t worried about his kingdom, and I’m not thinking about my job or the office.

  We’re just two people in love, despite the tiny chances of finding each other in this universe, from two different worlds but so similar in the desires of our hearts.

  “God, I want you,” I rasp up at him.

  His eyes go dark with pleasure. “Your wish is my command.”

  I brush his hair back from his handsome face. “So I command the prince of darkness?”

  He smirks, raising one eyebrow. “In this? Yes. Because here, when we’re together, you can have anything you want from me. You’re the only one I want. Your pleasure is my only desire. And when you come again, screaming my name out, our bond will only be stronger, and you’ll be that much closer to being mine.”

  I’m so wet still, and I wiggle my hips against him, making him groan as he moves into position, carefully propping himself up over me with his hands as his tip brushes my entrance.

  My hands reach up to hold his shoulders, and I part my legs slowly, looking up at him with an invitation in my fiery blue eyes.

  He responds, shoving into me with one hard thrust that is just what my body has been aching for.

  It’s almost slightly painful with the fullness because he’s just so damn thick and hard, but that spot he was curling his finger against is already on fire in a good way again. I moan and squirm, just begging him for more.

  He moves in that delicious little spiral again, then pulls out until his tip hooks against me, brushing up against the front of my vagina. When he plunges back in, his thickness rubs me perfectly, and I have to bite my lip to hold back.

  “So good,” I moan out, lost to everything but the feeling between us.

  But then I look up into his eyes as he strokes out and then in again, studying my face and my body, making waves of pleasure build inside me, and I’m lost for a moment in just how beautiful he is.

  How much better life has been with him around.

  How much I now can’t picture life without him.

  I arch back as pleasure rushes through me, and Tanner quickly jerks in response, his whole body going tight, each muscle flexing as he gasps out my name.

  “Eva, Eva, so beautiful.” His eyes manage to open and meet mine, and I do the same, despite the pleasure making me want to roll my eyes back. “You’re mine. I love you. Mine.”

  “I love you too,” I say as the last wave of pleasure chokes my breath off, making every nerve in my body feel on fire. “Yours. And you’re mine.”

  “Yours,” he says, and his head finally falls forward as the last contraction jerks through him.

  “Oh,” he says, eyes widening as he looks down at me. He pulls out, then gently reverses our position, setting me atop him as my body is still trying to gasp for more air.

  My heart is so bonded that it only made everything feel stronger.

  “Your wings,” he says, looking up in awe as his hands cup my waist. “Look at them.”

  I feel like I’m about to pass out as I look up slowly and see glowing white and blue fire rising up above each of my shoulders. Tall and bright. I reach up to touch but only feel something silky and cool, which I suppose is magic.

  “You’re an ice fae,” he says, grinning. “Very powerful.”

  “That’s amazing,” I say, still shaken from even seeing them. “What do I do now?”

  He sits up, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me in to kiss him, and as my body calms, as I sink into the gentle, affectionate kiss, I slowly feel my body relax. The intensity in me begins to retreat, and before long, I’m letting out a sigh of relief, looking up to see my wings are no longer above me.

  “It’s all happening so fast,” I say, trembling as I rest my forehead against his. He pulls me into his lap and against his chest, so warm and comforting. “I don’t know how to handle it.”

  “Just stay with me,” he says. “We’ll handle it together.” He pulls back to look down at my face, tilting my chin up gently to look up at him. “I know it’s a lot, growing up one way, finding out you’re another.”

  “Yes, but it’s also like I had all these questions and just tried to ignore them and go on with life. And right now, it feels like I’m actually trying to be honest.” I sigh. “I really like you. I want to be with you. You’ll just have to be a little patient.”

  His face tightens just slightly, but then he smiles, as if pushing all stress away. “I’ll always be patient with you. As long as you’re patient with me.”

  I sit up slightly. “It’s not hard to be patient with you. You’re amazing.”

  “Thank you.” He curls in around me, holding me tight. I love the feel of his warm body when it wraps me up, making me safe.

  “So, um, what’s next?” I look at the clock. “It’s not that late. Did you want to go to bed yet?”

  “Well, I think you’ve had enough of a shock, seeing your wings out, so I’m not going to take you to see the other fairies or try to help you pull out more of your power. I think it might be best to just rest.”

  “Rest would be good.”

  “All right.” He nuzzles into me. “I say we shower and you let me wash every part of you, and then we watch a movie together and I give you a foot rub before bed.”

  I grin. “That sounds amazing. Keep it up, and you might not have to be that patient. I’ll be putty in your hands.”

  He just laughs, picking me up easily and carrying me over to the shower.

  24

  Tanner

  “There has to be something we can do,” I tell Chadwick the next morning when I have him on the phone.

  I’ve been waiting for his call since I got into the office, but it’s not the update I’ve been hoping for.

  “His father owns the majority share, and he isn’t interested in selling. Not at any price,” Chadwick says, trouncing all my hopes of a takeover.

  “So there’s nothing we can do?” I rub my hands together, staring at the speaker phone.

  “Look, some power can’t be bought. It’s handed down through families, and when humans get power, they tend to want to keep it.”

  “But they give themselves no responsibility for that power,” I say wearily. “In the fae world, the more power you have, the more you’re held accountable.”

  “Things aren’t like that here.”

  “Then how am I supposed to protect my soul bond from someone like Bill Steinman?” I swear if anything happens to her, I’m going to cloud this world in darkn
ess. “What if I have to go back to my world, and she won’t go with me? What if he hurts her then?”

  “What do you mean go back to your world?”

  I run a hand through my hair, which is already standing up messily due to stress. “I got another letter from my family this morning. Ian transcribed it to me over a call.”

  “And things aren’t going well there?”

  “No. Apparently not.”

  “I’m sorry, Tanner.”

  I feel drawn tight, like a string about to snap off a guitar, and the only thing that relaxes me is thinking about Eva, about the way she felt pleasure in my arms last night.

  The way she smiled at me the rest of the evening. The way I was sure that, no matter where we ended up together, things would work out.

  “What’s going on there, big guy?” Chadwick, who’s as perceptive as he is powerful, has been listening all through my silence. He and his mate, Bella, helped us adjust to this world, and I feel very comfortable telling him anything.

  I sag in my chair. “It’s just this guy walking around with the power to hurt people and no compunctions about doing it. Then my kingdom, which seems to be falling apart. And then my soul bond, who loves this company and is about to lose her job, and I’m going to have to be the one to tell her.” I run my hand through my hair again, making it even more mussed. “She’s going to be hurt.”

  “You can’t protect her from everything,” Chadwick says. “You just have to be there for her when she’s let go.”

  “But she’s giving up so much. The world she could have as a fae princess, all for a company that is going to let her go.”

  “You can’t rush this,” Chadwick says. “I know you’re stressed, but I promise if you try to override her, it isn’t going to work out well for anyone.”

  I just feel so trapped. Something I never expected could happen, back when I was the unstoppable commander of darkness.

  But I’m no commander here. Just a soldier trying to understand the human world while protecting and loving the woman of my heart.