The Faerie Master (Aaron's Kiss Series) (2 page)

Aaron couldn’t help it. He shimmered out of the room and to his lair.
Once out of Duncan’s sight and hearing he crumpled to the floor in gales of laughter.
He was sure that Sara was going to be upset, but simply couldn’t contain himself any longer.

“The least you could have done was wait for me. I swear to you, Aaron, that man makes this up just to see if we will laugh at him.
Candy Apple—where on earth did he hear that?
It sounds like a porn name.”

“I was thinking the same thing. Christ, that man is something else.
Hopefully Penny’s temporary replacement doesn’t go screaming into the night.
There are days when I want to.
By the way, what do we know about this girl?”

Aaron hated to bring new people into his home.
It meant someone else knew the inner workings of what happened and who the key players were.
But he knew that relying on Duncan to fix three meals a day for two weeks would be worth the extra trouble it might cause.

“Pete did a thorough check on her.
There wasn’t much that she could narrow down without her social security number.
Miss Smith told Duncan that she had just moved to this area
a little over a year ago.
She works whenever they need her at the restaurant on Tenth Street and Paul Chrisman, her boss, said that she’s the best short order cook he knows. He said that she lives over the restaurant most nights when it’s chilly out.
He doesn’t have a clue where she stays when not there.
And that was the only address she gave us besides a Post Office box.
Duncan liked her.
He said they spent an enjoyable afternoon at the farmers market downtown and that he had met her there a few more times on Saturdays.”

“Do you think she’s homeless?
I hate to think of a woman out alone, especially since we’ve both had firsthand experience with this.
Every
time I think about you living in that van all those months I get chills.
You were lucky, not all women are.”

Aaron had met Sara at her job and when she had gotten hurt saving his life he found out she was living in her van wherever she could park it.
She even took baths in a nearby stream. He held open his arms and she came and sat on his lap.
He loved this woman more than anything on earth.

“Yes, all of us were
.
Shade too.
I hope this girl works out.
I know it’s only for a couple of weeks, but she’ll be in our home.
Aaron, have you heard from Shawn yet?
Wasn’t he supposed to be here a few days ago?”

“Yes. I’ve tried contacting him and to reach out to him, but I hit a wall.
I’ve tried a couple of others that I know he sometimes stays with and nothing.
His current master is pretty bad and he told me that he’ll explain when he gets here.
Shawn is older than me, if you can believe that, and he’s never shown any kind of inclination of becoming his own master.
I’m hoping that’s what he wants to talk about or that he wants to stay here.
I’d welcome him.”

“You welcome everyone, love.
As for him being older than you, I didn’t realize that things could be older than dirt.
Geez, the guy must be positively decrepit.”

Aaron turned Sara around into his arms when she tried to pull away from him. When he pressed her against his body he felt his need for her stir.
This woman
,
above all others
,
made him feel things he’d never felt before.
His need for her never ceased to amaze him.
His mouth crushed against hers and he took.

Her body responded to his need immediately.
He lifted her up so that her soft folds met intimately with his hard cock.
As soon as Sara wrapped her legs around his hips he took them to the floor.
Pulling away from her, he was on his knees between her legs on either side of him.

He rested back on his heels while he looked down at her.
“Take off your blouse, Sara.
I need you.
I want to fuck you right now.”

While she pulled her blouse from her jeans and unbuttoned it he worked at the snap and zipper of her pants.
Standing to pull them off her, he stripped off his own shirt and tossed it behind him.
The sight of her in only her bra and panties made his cock jerk hard in his pants.

“Take off your bra.
Make your nipples hard for me, baby.
Make them ache for me.”
He felt his fangs drop in anticipation of tasting her.
He loved her taste, her scent that she exuded just for him.
When his eyes began to turn, her body was outlined in a deep red that made his need sharp.
Stripping his pants off with his boxer briefs, he stood before her naked and stroked his cock while she watched, her nipples beading hard as she rolled and squeezed them for him.

“Aaron, please.
I need you. I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to drink from me.
Make me come hard.
Please, baby.
I want to feel you come deep inside of me.”

Aaron knew he wouldn’t last if she touched him now.
He needed to take the edge off, needed to sip from her so that he would last longer than it would take for him to enter her.
Dropping back down, he ran his hands up her thighs and his fingers under her tiny thong.
Gripping it in his hands, he looked into her eyes and he tore it from her body.
Her cry of hunger made his fangs burst more through his gums.

“It’ll have to be hard, Sara.
Fast, hard, and dirty.
Roll over for me.
I need you too much to do this any other way.”

When she rolled to her belly and curved her body up over her knees he growled at her. Her arousal was strong and he could see her pussy was wet.
Pushing her head down to the floor he nudged his cock at her entrance.
She coated him with her juices.
Grabbing her hips and pulling her back against him he slammed into her hard and deep.
Her answering groan nearly sent him over the edge.
Pulling out to nearly the tip and slamming again he felt her grip around him; her tight sheath wrapped around him and sucked him deeper.
He felt his climax grip his balls and the tingle of it run up his spine. Reaching his hand around her front and finding her clit he pulled hard on it then squeezed.
Over and over he tormented it until she started to grip him tighter.

“Aaron, now!
Please, I’m coming now.
Bite me.”

Leaning forward, he licked at her shoulder and then sank his fangs deep into her.
The hot, spicy blood filled his mouth as she came, milking him and bringing him over the edge with her.
As he filled her with his seed she fed him, nourished him.
Sealing the tiny prick marks with his tongue, he pulled her up so that both of them were on their knees and he was still buried deep inside of her.
Aaron pressed his wrist to her mouth and moved slowly inside of her again as she bit into him and drank, bringing her to another climax.
As soon as she sealed the wound with her saliva he tilted her back and took her throat.

Taking enough to sustain him, he licked her throat and kissed the tiny wound.
He held her to his body, feeling her heartbeat return to normal and her breathing slow.
He wanted her again, but not now.
He would move them to the bed soon.

“Aaron, I love you very much.
I don’t know what I would have done without you and our children all these years.
You’ve made me so very happy.”

“And you me, my love.
You have given me reason to live and reason to rise.
Let’s get to bed so that I can make love to you properly.”

Lifting her gently in his arms he carried her to the bed and snuggled in behind her.
Holding her to his body he felt when she relaxed against him.
Smiling, he was warmed by her security of being next to him.
Reaching out again and hitting the same wall he hoped that Shawn was all right.
Safe and secure wherever he was as well.

~CHAPTER 2~

Cade was at the MacManus house at five-thirty the next morning.
Duncan let her in the back door and smiled at her bike.
She did not have any other mode of transportation right now so it was either ride in the rain or walk in it.
Riding seemed dryer.

“You must be soaked through, miss.
Let me retrieve a towel fr
o
m the laundry room and we will get you dry posthaste.
You may remove your shoes if you would like.
They will dry nicely in the mud room.”

She loved the way he talked, so prim and proper.
She thought that he sounded like he was very old, but did not look much older than maybe forty.
While he was getting a towel she took off her boots and put them upside down on the rug.
The left one had a huge hole in the bottom and let water in like it was its job.
She had put the need for shoes lower on the list of things she needed two weeks ago when she needed to buy tampons.
Go figure.

“This is a great kitchen, Duncan.
I bet you could cook for an army in here if you needed to.
When will the kids come in?”
The noise
of
the swinging door was all the warning she got.

Two of the most gorgeous kids she had ever seen came busting in.
There was no doubt that they were related.
They looked so opposite to each other that Cade knew they favored a parent each.
Must be really pretty people.

“Are you the new cook?
I would like pancakes and bacon, please, but I don’t like eggs.
Do you know what they are?”
the little boy said as he pulled out a stool to sit on.

“Yeah, I know.
I can cook most anything and with a recipe I can cook that too.
I can make you pancakes this morning if you want, but I had planned on something different.
It’s your choice.”

Duncan had told her that she could cook them whatever they wanted for breakfast—short of something too sweet.
No one had any food allergies that he knew of and yes, she could bring her own skillet.
Cade loved her cast iron skillet.

“I like waffles.
Pancakes are just soggy bread with syrup on them.
And I don’t care for sausage unless it’s in links.
You can make those for me.”

Before Duncan could step in Cade looked at the little prima donna. “Nope, today we have pancakes and bacon.
He spoke politely and without the attitude. Drop it if you want something special.
I want to be treated like a person not a servant.
Deal?” She stood there for a few minutes before Cade realized she was searching her mind.
She let her until she started to dip deeper
,
then pushed back with a warning. “Don’t tread were you aren’t invited, little girl. I’ve more control and I’ve been doing this longer.”
When Lizzy staggered back Cade winked at her.