Faerykin (4 page)

“
It’s not wise to tempt me, Aine.”

“
You?” I stuck my tongue out. “But you’re a kitty
cat.”

Jaime
growled. He kicked his shoes off and shoved down the rest of his
jeans and briefs. He shook them off his ankles.

Oh,
goody. Finally.

He pushed
my legs wider and positioned himself on me. His cock pressed
against my pussy. His crown nudged my opening. Jaime braced with
one elbow next to my head. “I…I just don’t want to hurt you. You’re
so tiny and delicate…”

And
slutty, I added in my head. I think I can handle this big man. I
wrapped my arms around his neck. “Take me. I want you. So fucking
bad.”

“
Language, young lady.”

“
So screwing bad?”

Jaime
snorted. He grabbed his shaft and lubricated it with my juices. My
pussy clenched when his cockhead brushed my opening. After what
seemed like forever, he penetrated me.

I yowled.
Fuck. It hurt.

He
stopped. His face was a mixture of confusion and lust. “Aine, are
you…a virgin?”

“
No,” I said quickly, realizing his cock was way bigger and
thicker than his fingers. Jaime thought I was tiny and delicate. If
he found out I was a virgin too, he would change his mind. “I don’t
think so. Maybe I just haven’t done it in a long time.” Long time
as in all my life. I wasn’t completely lying. I just omitted the
truth. “Please, fuck me. Jaime, don’t stop.”

He looked
as if he didn’t completely believe me, but lust seemed to conquer
his rational thoughts. He tilted my chin up and kissed me deeply.
He thrust in again, spearing me open with his cock. His kiss
muffled my shout. I tried not to scream, but it hurt so goddamn
bad, and so good. Jaime released a strained inhalation and pushed
in until he was buried balls deep inside me.

He swore
through clenched teeth. “Aine, you’re so tight.”

I should
be. This was the first time I’d had a man’s cock inside me. And it
felt…amazing. Pain and pleasure danced together in one
mind-shattering sensation.

“
You okay?”

Not
trusting my own voice, I nodded until my head almost unhinged from
my neck.

“
Oh, Aine.”

Jaime
tugged and pulled. Not much. But enough to make my toes curl in
pleasure. His shaft ground against the walls of my vagina, searing
all my sensitive nerves to madness. I loved having him like this.
So intimate and close.

For a
while, Jaime did nothing but move with hummingbird shyness. We
kissed. We panted together. Our kisses were a symphony of lust.
Then Jaime seemed unable to control himself. His thrusts were
longer.

Harder.

Faster.

“
I’m sorry, Aine, but I must…” He grabbed my hair and quickened
his pace. His cock slammed into me in a series of wild
thrusts.

I mewled.
The lingering soreness was replaced by pure pleasure. “Jaime. I
love it… Please, oh, please, Jaime, don’t stop.”

My plea
seemed to drive him out of control. He grunted and battered me with
hard, primal fucks. I writhed. Thrashed. The pleasure rapidly came.
Jaime slammed faster. Wordless screams choked in my throat. I was
almost there. He slammed some more, again and again. A climax swept
over me. I shouted. My ears rang. Breath was cut off from my lungs.
My body quaked as intense pleasure washed over me.

But Jaime
didn’t stop. He kept fucking me across the bed until my head was
partially hanging over the mattress. He was as savage and brutal as
a man who had been denied carnal pleasure for too long. I didn’t
mind. I loved it. I came again. And he still didn’t
stop.

He fucked
and fucked until I could only feel fire. Just when I couldn’t take
this much pleasure any more, another violent orgasm ambushed me.
The world darkened for a moment. My soul soared into the promised
land.

When I
crashed back to earth, I found Jaime jerking and shuddering. His
cock spasmed inside me, bathing me with his fertile, warm seed. My
pussy clenched in cadence, milking him to his last drop.

“
Aine,” he whispered. His voice was hoarse. He kissed me. “I’m
sorry. I’m a dummy.”

I wanted
to laugh. He’d forgotten to take it out. Not as if that mattered,
anyway. I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I wasn’t joking when I
said I want to have your baby.”

He stared
at me for a long time. “You serious?”

“
Sure as shit.”

“
Language.” He chortled. “That settles it. We should go to
Vegas instead.”

My grin
spread across my face like forest wildfire. “Quick Vegas
wedding?”

“
Yup. Aunt Sally will think I’m scum if I didn’t put a ring on
your finger. She’ll know I slept with you.”

Mrs. Aine
Walker. My dream was coming true.

And no, I
wouldn’t think about Valerian and his merry shit kickers and their
threats that loomed over us. Or the fact that I hadn’t told Jaime
about the real me. That could wait. I wanted to savor this moment
forever.

Jaime
stroked my cheek. “I love you, Aine. I’m sure you already know
that.”

“
And I’m sure you already know I love you too.”

“
Uh-huh. Lucky me.” Jaime kissed me.

We kissed
and kissed until we were both frisky again and fucked each other’s
brains out through the night. When the sunlight peeked through the
curtain, we were both exhausted beyond words. I drifted to sleep
and didn’t wake until way past noon.

Chapter
Three

I was
sore as hell and had a hard time keeping my eyes open as Jaime
drove along the highway. I almost dozed off a few times, earning me
an “I told you so” look from Jaime when I caught his gaze. Okay, he
definitely wasn’t a kitty cat. He was a ravenous beast. I was glad
my pickiness about deflower-worthy candidates had led me to
him.

My first
time was memorable.

The
second, third and fourth ones were mind-bendingly
explosive.

Being
with Jaime was magical. Now that I was well-fucked and sated, I had
to come clean to him. I didn’t know how he was going to take it.
But if he loved me as much as he told me, it shouldn’t matter. I’m
still the same Aine, minus not being human and the whole faery
thingy going. I was sure I could conceive and give him children,
but I wouldn’t age as humans would. Faeries were blessed with
longevity and youthful appearance. Though we weren’t truly
immortal, a faery could live beyond several millennia. Our
half-blood children would be granted the same gifts, but less
powerful in wielding magic.

I threw
him a weak smile and brushed his arm lovingly. “Will you stay with
me for better or for worse?”

Jaime
looked surprised by my question. “Of course I will. Why do you ask
me that?”

“
Just curious.”

He
frowned slightly. Then he patted me on the head. He had a strange
way of expressing his affection. Jaime was an introverted man. If
he said he loved me, I shouldn’t have questioned his
sincerity.

The
traffic on the highway was pretty sparse despite the rush hour
people going home from work. The sky looked dark already. Black
clouds were pregnant with rain. A few droplets hit the windshield.
Then a steady drizzle poured.

“
Your boss okay that you just skipped off work like this?” I
asked him.

“
I called in yesterday. I told chief I have a family
emergency.”

“
Oh.” I waved my iPhone. “Everybody on Facebook wondered where
you and I went.”

He turned
sharply. “Did you tell anybody?”

“
No. I thought we’re going AWOL. What’s the point of playing
hooky if we announce it to the world?”

Jaime
looked relieved.

I rolled
my eyes. “Jaime, I’m not that stupid.”

“
But you’re so gullible and naïve.”

Look
who’s talking. I was anything but gullible and naïve. Faerykin were
mischievous. Most of us were cunning and self-serving.

“
Aine, do you remember anything about these people chasing
you?”

I
stiffened, uncomfortable. Should I confess now? But I hadn’t gotten
a ring on my finger. After a brief consideration, I decided I
should stall a little bit longer. I’m a bad girl, I
know.

I chose
my words carefully. “They aren’t human.”

His jaw
twitched. His eyes focused on the road. A brief silence stretched
between us. “If they aren’t human, what are they? Ghosts? Robots
from the future?”

“
Like Terminators?” I snorted. “Dude, they were dressed in
britches and cloaks.”

“
Normal people don’t just appear and disappear.”

Well,
actually, that was common faery magic. “Maybe they’re wizards. Like
Harry Potter.”

It was
Jaime’s turn to snort.

“
Okay. What’s your theory?”

“
I don’t know, Aine. All I know is that I have to take you to a
safe place for now. We’ll figure out the rest later.”

Jaime
wasn’t the type of man who liked to wing it. He had a little bit of
OCD in him. Anal retentive to the heart. I was sure he had plans,
but he just didn’t feel like sharing it with me.

He
glanced at me. “Why don’t you take a nap? We have quite a drive
ahead…” He slammed on the brake. “Shit!”

Our car
rammed against an invisible barrier. A misty fog shielded dark,
translucent figures in front of us. My seatbelt prevented me from
crashing through the windshield, but the air bags broke, and
suddenly my face was smothered by whiteness.

I
couldn’t breathe. My arms flailed. Panic surged.

Darkness
engulfed me.

* *
*

When I
opened my eyes the first thing I saw was Valerian’s face. I inhaled
a sharp breath and tried to scuttle away from him. I couldn’t. I
was strapped to a bed where iron manacles clamped down my wrists
and ankles. My magic didn’t work against that metal. I thrashed.
“Let me go, asshole!”

Prince
Valerian sat at the edge of the bed, shaking his head. He looked
exactly as the last time I’d seen him: cold. Arrogant. And
inhumanly pretty. His silky river of platinum hair swayed as he
leaned down. “I see you’ve forgotten your manners while living
among the humans for so long.”

“
I see you’re still the same fucking dick.”

“
Princess Aine,” Valerian chastised me. “Such harsh language. A
maiden like you shouldn’t curse. It’s improper.”

“
Fuck you. Where’s Jaime?”

His light
eyebrow arched slightly. “That human?”

“
If you lay as much as a finger at him, I swear…”

“
You swear what?” Valerian taunted. A wicked smile curled at
the corner of his lips. “You’ll kill me?”

I opened
and closed my mouth. He knew it was a big bluff. I couldn’t kill
Valerian, even if I really wanted to. He was the most powerful fae
in the realm. He didn’t usurp the Court of Light’s throne and gain
a massive following by handing out candies and gift
baskets.

I sniffed
petulantly. “I won’t let you have me.”

“
Oh?” Valerian looked amused. “How do you propose that? It
seems to me you’re lying ripe for the taking whenever I
desire.”

“
Rapist!”

“
I am no such thing. I’ll take what’s meant to be mine. You,
Princess Aine, are my betrothed, after all. Any claim I have over
you is just.”

I spun my
mind for a second. “I can make your life miserable. I’ll stop
taking showers. I’ll vomit all over you. I can bite your dick off
when you’re sleeping. Trust me, I have plenty of nifty ideas to
make your life a living hell.”

His eyes
rounded. The amusement doubled. “This is what you learned after
seven years on the run?”

“
I’ve learned many things.”

“
Including taking a human lover?” Valerian narrowed his eyes.
“I can smell him on you. How disgraceful.”

“
You stabbed your own father in the back. I think we know which
one of us is disgraceful.”

The
amusement evaporated. His eyes flashed dangerously. I flinched. I
felt his raw power sweeping over me, causing the hair on my body to
stand up and goose bumps to break all over my flesh. Maybe I should
rein back my tongue a bit. I’d heard rumors that Valerian could
flay a man clean of his skin simply with a flick of a
finger.

Valerian
rose with the grace of a swan. He wore a simple white shirt with
dark sage-colored trousers. Huntsman’s boots covered his feet. No
knives. No weapons. Heavens knew he could wreak havoc without a
single blade. “Suppose I don’t torture this human of yours. What
would I get in return?”

“
I’ll be a good girl.”

“
Oh?”

“
I’ll do whatever you want me to do. But you must send Jaime
back to the human world.”