Obsessed (62 page)

“Aye.” He smiled. “Our joining would unite two powerful kingdoms and two related peoples who have been separated far too long.”

Anistana pursed her lips before asking, “Is this why you wish to join with me?”

“Nay.” To’en slid his fingers into her hair, cradling the back of her head as he lowered his mouth to hover over hers. “You could be at any station in this life, and I would still claim you as mine.”

Anistana had no doubt in her heart that his words were true, that he meant them from the depths of his being.

A sense of rightness filled her, along with a feeling of peace within her soul that she had not known since childhood. She had been Queen from the time she was a sprite, when her mother was murdered. ’Til now, she had never known a man who was truly her equal in every way.

Heartmate.
She never dreamed it possible that she would truly find love.

To’en’s lips met hers in a caress as light as a damselfly’s wing. Anistana moaned into his mouth, leaning closer into him, her naked breasts against his muscled chest, his cock thrusting against her belly, his taut thighs hard against hers.

His hands roamed her body as he flicked his tongue along her lips ’til she opened for him. He delved inside her mouth and she savored his unique taste. But she wanted more of him, all of him.

Slowly she slid from him, her mouth breaking contact with his. She eased down his body, licking and kissing his salty skin until she was on her knees in the grass. She nuzzled the fine curls around his cock and inhaled the warm smell of his flesh.
I wish to know what you taste like,
she told him as she slid her lips over her cock.
Come in my mouth.

To’en groaned as Anistana’s warm, wet mouth enveloped his cock. Her blue mist fondled his balls and slid along his length in rhythm with her mouth. She dug her nails into his buttocks, clenching him tight.

“So hot,” he murmured. “So very hot.”

Her wings flapped in time with her movements pushing waves of her rose and lilies scent over him.
After you come in my mouth, I am going to fuck you.
She purred, the soft sound rippling along his cock and sending shockwaves throughout his body.
I cannot wait to taste you.

He slid his hands into her hair, wrapping his hands in the soft strands as he watched his cock moving in and out of her mouth. His orgasm hit him so fast and so furious, that he didn’t see it coming. ”Ennené!” he bellowed as he came.

Anistana kept her eyes focused on To’en’s as she milked him. She sucked down every bit of his come, the taste flowing over her tongue like cream. She reveled in the fact that he had called to her when he came, that she affected him as much as he affected her.

“I need to taste you,” he growled when she slipped his cock from her mouth. He pulled her up by her shoulders. “Come here.”

With a quick flap of her wings, she rose until her folds were directly before his mouth.

“Put your legs over my shoulders,” he ordered.

She complied, her wings keeping her afloat as she spread her legs and moved her folds near his lips.

To’en slid his hands under her buttocks and buried his face between her thighs. Anistana cried out at the delicious feel of his tongue upon her clit. Her wings continued to move, the sensitive skin of her back rippling with pleasure from the combination of To’en feasting on her and her hovering in the air.

Lick your nipples,
To’en said as he sucked on her clit.

Anistana cupped her breasts, pushing them up high enough that she could reach them with a flick of her tongue. “Goddess,” she murmured at the erotic combination of To’en licking her folds, her wings beating as she sucked her own nipples.

When she came, she clenched her thighs tight around To’en’s head and screamed. Her body bucked and shuddered as her orgasm wracked her body.

To’en eased her legs from his shoulders and brought her close to him so that she slid along his length ’til they were face to face, her feet still above the ground.
You are delicious,
he told her in mind-speak as he kissed her.

She liked tasting herself on his tongue, loved how it mingled with his own masculine flavor. It amazed her how happy she felt at this moment. Never had she thought she would experience true love and its powerful magic.

A shimmer on the ground caught Anistana’s eye. Her mist swirled around it as she tried to determine what it was, but somehow her senses were blocked to it.

“What is it?” To’en said as he released her.

“A red gem.” She knelt in the grass and picked up the stone, which felt strangely warm to her fingers.

To’en smiled. “The L’tiercel signet.”

“Tierra,” Anistana said just as the gem shimmered in her hand…and dissolved into glittering gold dust.

“Aradne,” they both whispered as the cloud of magical dust enveloped them.

To’en’s eyes flared, his body trembling with the force of his arousal. His cock thrust up as he clenched his fist.

“Inside me, now, To’en,” she insisted, her desires raging.

“Between heartmates…” He could barely form a thought, so badly he wanted to thrust inside Anistana. “I cannot hold back much longer. Give me your decision.”

“Aye, aradne always results in a child.” Anistana reached up and buried her hands in his long hair and drew him down to her. “I want a child with you, To’en.”

His heart soared. “On your hands and knees,” he demanded. “I wish to enter you from behind.”

Anistana obeyed, and with an untamed roar, To’en knelt behind her and thrust into her.

“Yes!” Her wings snapped open and shut, feathering against his chest. “Fuck me with all you have.”

Her channel gripped him tightly as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her.

Anistana met him with every thrust and ordered him to give her more.
Deeper. Harder. More.

When her thighs and wings began to tremble, To’en gripped her hips and held her still.

“To’en.” She tried to move, but his hands imprisoned her.

In the next moment his cock expanded.

Anistana shrieked as the thickening of his cock pushed her over the edge, into a powerful climax.

Even as her body vibrated he pumped his hips, fucking her with his beyond enormous cock. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through Anistana. She could hear nothing but blood rushing in her ears and the sound of her breathing. Could feel nothing but his enlarged cock thrusting in and out of her.

When she thought she might die of too much pleasure, To’en roared with the force of his orgasm. His cock throbbed within her channel, causing another climax to take possession of her.

Anistana could hardly think clearly with his cock lodged so deeply within her, pulsating in endless bursts.

She whimpered when he withdrew from her, missing him at once.

A rumble of satisfaction emanated from To’en’s chest as he lay upon the soft grass on his back and brought her with him so that she was lying on his chest.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to rely on another being. Wanted to have him at her side to both lean on and support.

“I never thought I needed anyone.” Anistana snuggled into the crook of his arm as he held her. “As Queen I believed that I had to be strong on my own, always.”

“Together we shall be stronger than we are alone.”

“’Tis so clear now.” She raised herself up so that she could look into his beautiful silver-blue eyes. “’Tis as though you opened my mind as well as my heart and soul.” She brought her hand to his face and brushed her thumb over his lips. “You complete me, To’en. I see that now.”

He smiled. “As you complete me.”

“I need you again.” Rising up on her knees, Anistana grabbed his thick cock and then came down slowly, sheathing him within her.

To’en grasped her hips, his blue eyes glittering. “Ride me, ennené.”

Starting off slow and easy, Anistana moved up and down on his cock. “You were right,” she murmured as she brought her palms to her breasts. “Our hearts have always known each other.”

Slowly she fucked him, taking him deep and then flapping her wings and rising up again, then dropping back down onto his cock. He was so long. Filled her so deeply.

This time they made love slow and easy, each pace measured and loving. They never took their eyes from each other, and this time they came together, as though their orgasms were one and the same.

Anistana melted against To’en’s chest, his staff still pulsating inside her. Shivers rippled through her body as his heart pounded beneath her ear, loud and strong as her own. “We shall have a child together.” She smiled and kissed his chest. “I shall be a mother.”

“Aye.” He gave a soft chuckle. “It seems your sister Tierra has found a way to thank you for the gift you gave her and Renn when you sent them to the dungeons of Phoenicia.”

She rose up so that her face was above his and gave him a mischievous grin. “I suppose we should check all of our joining gifts carefully.”

“Most likely.” To’en grinned and Anistana giggled.

Her face was radiant, her eyes sparkling as she leaned forward and brushed her lips over his. “I love you, Overseer.”

He smiled against her mouth. “And I love you, my Faerie Queen.”

# # #

Evvan, the Devline Elvin Enforcer, scented the wind as he followed the trail of the Fae killer. The bastard’s stench lingered, along with the Faerie blood that stained his vicious hands.

With the golden Elvin steed L’th’amir following close behind, Evvan threaded his way through the depths of Merth Darkling. His skilled and refined senses noted every bent twig, every indentation in the dark loam, and every nuance or change in the forest smells.

L’th’amir’s hooves and Evvan’s boot-clad feet made not a sound as the pair worked their way through the treacherous forest. Lycidian dragons made Merth Darkling their home and did not take kindly to travelers of any race or being in their realm. The recent death of one of their kind at a Nordai’s hands had made them restless, edgy, and more dangerous than ever.

The Enforcer had been tracking the Fae killer for nigh on three days now, and for the first time Evvan sensed the evil being was close. Rage flamed in Evvan’s gut for the Fae lives the murderer had taken, and he moved his hand to the hilt of his sword as though to strike out at the bastard in his thoughts.

But Evvan also felt a deep fury with himself. He could not forgive himself for the Faerie Simoone’s death at the killer’s hands, just three days past. This, despite the fact that the Fae killer had been determined to be Voral, one of the most powerful dark Sorcerers in all of Dair’s recorded history. It had been Evvan’s responsibility to guard the Faeries of Astral and he had failed.

He would not rest until he had avenged Simoone’s life.

A sharp and bitter wind lifted Evvan’s black hair, stirring it about his massive shoulders. With the wind came an unfamiliar fragrance and he inhaled deeply. Sweet as the perfume of jensai blooms, yet more exotic. And feminine heat, a primal scent that caused his blood to boil and his cock to buck beneath his breeches. Instinctively, by scent and sense, he knew this was a woman accustomed to fine things, a warm bath, and silken sheets.

What in the goddesses’ names could such a fair woman be doing in Merth Darkling? Traveling unescorted, no less, in one of the most perilous places in all of Dair?

A warning chill rolled over Evvan’s tanned skin. Following the woman’s perfume was a sinister stench…the deadly malodor of a lycidian dragon.

Goddess damn! Nothing could sway Evvan from his tracking. Nothing…but an innocent about to meet a horrid death.

Swift as the current in the Everlasting River, Evvan mounted L’th’amir and bolted through the forest toward the woman who faced certain peril…

As though he was a man possessed.

“Fuck.” Miznari whipped a thick blue penis out of her backpack a mischievous expression on her dark features. “I forgot to buy batteries for my vibrator.”

Natalie choked on the gulp of wine she’d just swallowed. Merlot shot up her nose. Her throat burned and her eyes watered as she tried to hold back her laughter.

“Put that thing away!” Kerry’s face turned as red as the checkered tablecloth. After a quick glance around the crowded Italian restaurant, she added, “Hurry, before someone sees it.”

Natalie could only shake her head, her deep wine-red hair spilling over her shoulders as she dabbed her nose with a cloth napkin. Every time the three friends managed to get together, Miz would find some way to embarrass the hell out of Kerry. Earlier that morning, when Nat had flown to Virginia from her home in New York City, she’d wondered what Miz was going to come up with this time.

“Don’t you like it?” Miz’s big brown eyes went wide, her face the picture of innocence as she extended the vibrator across the table toward Kerry. “See how realistic the rubber is? Feels like a cock. A good ten inches, and it even glows in the dark.”

Kerry shrank away from the dildo, her hazel gaze narrowing behind the prim wire frames of her glasses. In her decidedly schoolteacher voice, she commanded, “Put that in your backpack, now.”

“I’ve read your erotic romances, Ker.” Miz drew back, encircled the blue cock with her fingers and moved her hand up and down the penis from base to head. “You may dress like Miss Marple. Hell, you may even act like Miss Manners. But on the inside, sweetie, you’re Debbie Does Dallas.” She put the cock to her lips and swirled her tongue over the head. Miz was short and athletic with a sexy ass and hips like J-Lo. Her nipples were obviously hard, poking through the thin material of her blouse.

“Miz Anderson,” Kerry hissed the ‘s’ like a snake on steroids. “Put that damn thing away before I shove it up your—your—”

“Ass?” With a grin, Miz tucked the vibrator into her pack as she murmured in her throaty voice, “Now there’s a thought.”

Pursing her lips, Kerry straightened the jacket of her brown herringbone suit over her ample figure. “You’re such a shit.”

“Did our Miss Perry just say shit?” Miz turned her teasing brown gaze on Natalie. “Who’d’ve thunk it?”