Fae Lord Seduced: Real Fae of Othercross 2

by Maddix, Marina

  The lace fell away enough for him to find the tight bead of her nipple. He helped himself to it with relish. At the feel of his hot mouth, she let out a cry that was both animal and welcoming.

  “Kellen,” she panted into his ear, “I need you. I need this.”

  The words melted over him like lava. He sucked harder at the peak of her breast, driving them both wild in different ways. With a blind tumble, they spilled over onto the bed. He broke from her long enough to stand up and gaze down at the curvy perfection of her body.

  Whipping off his belt, he pushed his trousers down to release himself to her view. The cool air on his nakedness engorged him even more, and he worried that he might burst with desire for her. At the sight of him, her eyes flashed wide as she studied him with a kind of savagery that spoke of the need inside her.

  In an instant, he was covering her. He let the stiff insistence of his cock nudge at her ever so slightly, drinking in her hot breath in his ear as he nibbled the crook of her neck. Then he slid down, grazing his tongue along the valley between her perfect breasts, before helping himself to the soft, clean lines of her stomach.

  As he did, he could feel her body winding under him like a spring. Her hands searched both his body and the bed for anything to keep her whole. When Kellen reached the lace line of her panties, he kissed it reverently before sliding them down along her smooth legs.

  They were damp but only offered a hint of the slick invitation waiting beneath. His heart quivered at the sight of all her beauty, and he let his breath caress her before venturing farther. Evie let out a whimper as she spread her legs wide, inviting him to enjoy her. He had never felt so hot for anyone in his entire life and strained to keep from diving in too hard. This was a woman who deserved the keenest attention he could afford.

  A person only gets to experience something for the first time once, and he was determined not to rush any firsts for Evie—or himself. Despite her boldness, he suspected she was much less experienced than she was letting on. This was a moment to be cherished.

  Reaching out with eager lips, he began with a light, tender kiss on the folds of her body. The electricity between them was already searing, and she bucked her hips at the slightest touch, begging for more. He met the fury of her need slowly, teasing her higher in her anticipation.

  Darting out the tip of his tongue, Kellen traced it up the crease of her sex, relishing the fresh taste of her as he searched out the firm, pulsing nub of her clit. At his first brush at it, she arched her back and let out something like a moan crossed with a scream, burying her hands in his hair. She pulled him into her, her legs already trembling with the storm about to break around him.

  “Kellen,” she hissed as she bucked herself up to meet his mouth. “God, Kellen. More. Please.”

  At last, he abandoned himself to her, diving in with everything he had to offer, all of his considerable skills. Reaching up to slide a fingertip between her slick folds, he stopped just shy of slipping inside. Evie’s thighs pressed around his head, a shuddering fire blazing inside her. Just tickling at the fringes of her, he dedicated himself to lavishing her clit with hard, ferocious swipes.

  “Oh, fuck!” Gone was the ‘Gosh’ of earlier. “Kellen…oh, fuck!”

  At last, he pressed his finger over her threshold, and she exploded into a frenzied orgasm. As wave after wave convulsed her body, he redoubled his efforts, pushing her to new limits. Her legs locked him in place, pulling him deeper and harder into her grinding core.

  It was the only place he ever wanted to be.

  Chapter Three

  Evie couldn’t speak. She couldn’t think.

  In that moment, she could do nothing but try to process the onslaught of sensations that threatened to overwhelm her. Every single one of her nerve endings seemed to be blooming, like spring flowers after a heavy rain, and her whole body was abuzz with unbridled lust. She had just experienced the best orgasm of her entire life—and she was ready for more.

  Now, she was no stranger to ecstasy. She’d pleasured herself before, an occasional practice she had started right after her body had matured enough to demand it. It had always been a physical release activity of sorts, but this…this went beyond the physical. It tugged at something deep inside of her, something she’d never known existed. In a way, it was almost transcendental.

  “You taste amazing,” Kellen whispered, his lips still glistening from her wetness.

  The sight of it was enough to make her want him again, her aching pussy burning with need. Her head spun at a thousand miles per hour and, for a fraction of a second, she even felt overwhelmed. That whispering of guilt returned to haunt her—You shouldn’t be doing this, Evie!—but she was quick to push it to the dark recesses of her mind. This was the last thing someone in her position should be doing, especially considering she was about to turn twenty-five, but she didn’t care.

  “That was…” She was unable to put the experience into words.

  Instead, she pursed her lips and allowed her gaze to roam over Kellen’s naked body. She took in every detail of his perfectly carved muscles, from his chiseled pectorals to the grooves and ridges of his abs. That feeling of desperate need hit her with the force of a sledgehammer.

  “Take me, Kellen. Take me right now.”

  He moved in to oblige, and she felt a sudden stab of anxiety. As he pressed his lips against hers, his hard cock throbbing against her inner thighs, she knew that she would have to tell him the truth before they went any further.

  “I-I’ve never been with anyone before,” she whispered against his lips, “and I want you to be my first.”

  She had never intended to say that second part but, once the words were out of her mouth, she realized those were the exact right words to say. She had no idea how she knew it, but she was absolutely certain that Kellen was the right man to be her first. Especially considering that he’d probably be her last.

  “I wondered,” he said gently, pulling back from her a bit. “But it seems impossible. Evie, you’re so beautiful… Are you sure you want—“

  She brought one finger to his lips before he could finish, shushing him. Then, as gently as she could, she pushed a stray lock of hair away from her face and nodded. She was sure.

  “I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything,” she said, slowly opening her legs and wrapping them around his waist.

  She reeled him in, and he came willingly, lowering his body over hers. A spark ignited inside her as she felt the tip of his hard length against her wet inner lips, and flames of pure madness seemed to turn all of her thoughts into smoldering ashes.

  “Now take me, Kellen. Make me yours.”

  “I will,” he breathed out, his lips opening into the most perfect smile Evie had ever seen.

  His fingers slid to the nape of her neck and, cradling her head as he kissed her, he finally started easing himself in. He was far larger than Evie had expected a man to be, and her inner walls struggled to accommodate his size, but soon enough that stab of pain she was feeling blossomed into something wholly indescribable.

  “That’s…so…good,” she muttered, her eyes rolling in their orbits as his body devoured hers.

  His flesh filled her up so completely that her nerve endings started popping like corn over a flame, every fiber of her being boiling from the inside out. If only she had known it’d be this good, she’d have done this a long time ago. Of course, she also knew the reason she was feeling like this was because of Kellen; and so, in a way, it was just right that she had waited for him to waltz into her life.

  “You’re so warm, Evie,” he whispered, his damp forehead resting against her as he finally began rocking his hips.

  She arched her back as she felt the pendulum motion of his cock. Each time his whole length went deep inside her, forcing a little moan out from between her lips. Soon enough her quavering voice was bouncing off the walls and returning to her ears as a lustful echo.

  Tightening her legs around his waist, she started
moving her hips in the same way his were moving. She threw her arms over his shoulders and buried her fingernails into his shoulder blades, relishing the way his warm skin felt against her fingertips. With her eyes shut tight, she lost herself in the moment, her body and soul dancing with Kellen’s as if fate had brought them together. In a way, that was exactly what had happened. There could be no other explanation for it—and if one existed, Evie would refuse to believe it. This was fate and nothing less.

  “Fuck me,” she whispered into his ear, her heart skipping a beat as she heard herself say it. There was something forbidden about these words, something that made her blood go from a simmer to a raging boil, and she was loving it. She loved how gentle and tender he was being, but she didn’t want him to be careful. No, she wanted that predator side of his to come out. “I want you to fuck me hard.”

  And that’s exactly what he did—his rhythm shifted so that he was being fueled by feverish lust, and the coming-and-going motion of his cock turned into a full-blown hammering that made it feel as if her body was melting. The mattress shifted under their weight, the soft sheets tangled in their naked bodies, and she sucked in a deep breath. It was as if she wanted to breathe in every single detail of that moment.

  “It feels so good,” she said, her words turning into a moan mid-sentence.

  She allowed her legs to turn into a vice and, placing both her arms beside her body, she pushed with all her might. Rolling her hips to the side, she forced him to lay down on his back and followed after him.

  “You got the hang of this pretty fast.” He grinned, that familiar glint in his eyes, and she couldn’t stop herself from responding with a grin of her own. Still with his cock deep inside her, his flesh on hers, she tightened her inner walls around him until a little sigh escaped his lips. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me, Evie.”

  “I haven’t even started,” she replied, and only then did she start moving her hips.

  She threw her head back as she rode him, her brunette locks cascading down her shoulders and onto her back, and then grabbed her own breasts. She brushed her thumbs against her hard nipples, enjoying the way she was pleasuring herself as she took the reins, and started going faster and faster.

  She pushed herself to the limit, enjoying the way their two naked bodies had become tangled in each other. Beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. Her muscles started complaining from exhaustion but instead of letting that stop her, she used it as fuel.

  “Gods, Evie,” Kellen groaned, both his hands wandering down the side of her body.

  He brought them down to her ass, his fingers digging into her soft curves, and he thrust upward with all his might. As his long inches strained against her inner walls, unleashing the sweetest punishment she had ever experienced, she finally stopped moving.

  Like an arrow shooting off of a bowstring, a surge of energy climbed up her spine, then fireworks exploded inside her head. She closed her eyes, bright lights flashing behind her shut eyelids, and a tidal wave of ecstasy crashed against her.

  She only opened her eyes when she felt Kellen’s cock throbbing almost too viciously, each spasm followed by the warm sensation of him spilling his seed inside her. She breathed in deeply and even the air felt honeyed in her lungs. Looking down at this fae lord who’d conquered her, she gazed into his orange eyes and smiled. As her heart climbed down from its feverish rhythm, she remained perfectly still.

  “This was…” She looked away from him and chuckled softly, knowing that words would pale in comparison to the truth of what happened between them. “This was beyond anything I could’ve ever imagined.”

  “We can agree on that,” he whispered, brushing his long fingers against her cheek. Using his elbows to prop himself up, he kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re one of a kind, Evie. I hope you know that.”

  Smiling, she rolled off to the side and snuggled up to his warm body. She lay her head on his chest and, with her eyes closed, listened to the steady thump of his heartbeat. It didn’t take long before bliss and exhaustion blended into one and, before she knew it, she was pulled under a blanket of unconsciousness.

  In his arms, she had found happiness.

  Even if just for a night.

  Chapter Four

  Naturally, Kellen’s cousins had managed to call a meeting with the Murphy clan bright and early the next morning. There was only one thing on Kellen’s mind and it had precious little to do with burying a hatchet he had never really carried in the first place.

  To make matters even worse, Dain seemed reticent to take the reins. He had been the most entrenched of the Oberons but the cute little gal supporting him seemed to have tamed him a bit. In truth, the sight of them together settled a little pang between Kellen’s ribs. Evidently, he hadn’t been the only one to hook up last night, but their stories had very different endings.

  Whereas Dain and Galwyn were paired and settled, Kellen had woken to an empty bed. After the intensity of what he and Evie had shared, it felt unusually cold. The room had seemed larger somehow and the bed vast without her in it. He was locked in the vague misery of it when Dain’s words snapped him back into the room.

  “The transgressions of your ancestor are forgiven.”

  That was a cheekily peremptory statement to toss out into elder company. And Kellen wasn’t the only one uneasy about it. Two of the Murphy elders exchanged wary glances, and Aquaria—a snooty busybody who hated the Oberon family—nearly burst into flames where she sat. It only made Kellen more anxious to get the hell out of there.

  Catching himself snapping his fingers, he clasped his palms behind his back. What he really wanted to do was get back to his room. Maybe he had overlooked a note from Evie. It seemed impossible that she could really have left without one. In fact, maybe he had just missed her and she was waiting there for him—Dain had been pretty insistent on dragging him away.

  What if she had gone out for coffee or something and came back to find the door locked and him gone? The queasy image of it stung him. The last thing he would ever want was to leave her feeling alone or unwanted.

  All he wanted was her.

  The argument began to heat up and Kellen could sense Dain bristling. If the parley turned into an all-out fight, he would never be able to escape. Each minute of uncertainty about Evie only frustrated him more. As the old Oberon-Murphy feud threatened to spill over, Eldan thankfully tried to calm them.

  “We all have our own personal mythologies. Whatever those may be, we’re here to put an end to them, not dig it all back up.”

  Kellen couldn’t have said it better. Hopefully Dain would take the hint and let things drop.

  Balurian agreed and as the ruling party on the Murphy side, that should have been that. It was time to close this deal. Looking toward his surly cousin with a jealous eye, Kellen tried to put a bow on things. He rubbed his hands as if he were settling a law case.

  “I think that just about settles everything, yeah? After all, with Dain deciding to settle down with your Galwyn, I’d say things are looking up.” His feet twitched to dash out, but he knew he had to hold down his corner of the floor until all the hands had been shaken.

  Again, Balurian picked up the cue, and Kellen’s heart practically sang with the prospect of escape. Then, as luck would have it, Aquaria piped up and launched them all into a true fight. Kellen’s knees nearly gave out with the disappointment. Tempers flared on every side, but he couldn’t manage to hear any of it because he truly didn’t give a shit. Only when Galwyn stepped into the fray was he able to pull any focus at all.

  Evie was a friend of hers! Maybe when this whole mess was over, he could pull her aside and get some information. Apart from the unusual name Evanora and her delicious body, Kellen knew virtually nothing about the woman who had taken up residence inside his soul.

  Galwyn was startling. She took up the fight as if it were her own, and the sight of her clutching Dain’s hand only made Kellen’s stomach knot tighter. Any other time, he would h
ave loved to get into a good verbal scrap, but it was as though he were under water. He was so consumed with Evie, that even the shouting match around him failed to gain purchase.

  At last, things calmed down. Of all the Oberons, Eldan seemed to be the one getting everything under control. Kellen came back online just in time to see Aquaria getting put squarely in her place, and the whole affair sizzling to a conclusion. Balurian was reestablishing his primacy in the proceedings.

  “Well then, gentlemen,” the older fae said. “Thank you for your time. Dain, and Galwyn, congratulations on your union. I’d say your temperament and integrity are equally matched.”

  They snuggled up and lodged that cold arrow deeper into Kellen’s stomach. With business officially ended, Kellen turned to Galwyn. She may have had information he was itching for, but seeing her and Dain locked in a loving embrace just sickened his heart. The notion of Evie in his room at the inn won out, and he opted to head over there.

  “Well, that was exciting. Now if you’ll excuse me…”

  It was all he could do to keep from running out of the room at top speed. Once in the safety of the hallway, he broke into a dead run and didn’t stop until he was back at the inn.

  No Evie in the lobby, no Evie in the hallway. His chest tightened and his throat closed up. By the time he got back into his room, his mouth had gone dry and his palms were tingling. The cleaning staff had been through, so any trace of their tangle from the previous night had been eradicated. Almost as if it hadn’t happened.

  For one soul-crushing second, Kellen almost wondered if he’d dreamed the whole thing.

  With two brisk raps, Elden let himself into the room. Kellen sat on the edge of the bed as his cousin leaned against the dresser and folded his arms.