His mind went fuzzy. She sucked and licked and murmured words in between, words of admiration, love and desire. He watched her lick its length, watched as she stroked it and he growled as raw hunger took over his mind. He felt himself getting ready to burst and wondered at it. He had always been able to hold off before, but now, it took so much effort.
He could wait no more. He wanted inside of her. The time had come. He needed to take her. He needed to ram his throbbing cock inside of her, be one with her. Now was the time and he whispered hungrily as he positioned himself, “Sweet love, my everything…I will try not to hurt you.”
“Don’t be thinking I break, Graely, I don’t, I told ye, I’m like ye, I want what ye want, I need now what ye need,” she said hoarsely. “I’m done waiting, aren’t ye?”
Her words filled him with a wildness he had never known. He had wanted to be a gentlefae, take her in slow degrees, but she was right. He wasn’t human, and neither was she. They were both Fae, more than Fae and this, this was a knitting of their essence, this was epic.
He made a path inside of her and stopped short. She was so small, and he was worried about tearing her apart, but even as his manhood rubbed and he tempered his thrust, she pumped against him, shoving herself against his dick, forcing it deeper inside of her.
She bumped and grinded and said on a joyous sound, “Rock n’ roll, Graely…now!”
By Danu, Bloody Hell, she took him where he had never gone before. Feelings flooded him, emotion engulfed him. He groaned as he shoved past her virginity, and felt her slight intake of breath as soon as he entered and broke through. He heard her sharp gasp and would have stopped in mid-movement had she not demanded, “Keep going baby, keep going.” She called him baby, she called him baby, and the words had been filled with genuine love. Had anyone ever used a word of endearment for him before? Never.
She brought her knees up to his hips and said his name as she held tight with her knees and he rammed himself harder faster, faster…
It was declaration time and the words poured out, simply but with a feeling he had not known he could feel, let alone show. “I love ye, Frankie, m’own Fios Fae, m’own mate for all time,” he whispered as he bent to kiss her ears and drive himself harder. He didn’t want to go off. He wanted to keep on pleasing her; he wanted this feeling to continue. Nothing had ever felt so good, so right and he wanted their joining to last forever.
Frankie was breathing hard and making sweet little noises that went through him, evoking a happiness he had not known he could feel as she stiffened and climaxed. Her body suddenly dropped and she shuddered over and over again with the after shocks and he couldn’t wipe off the smile from his face as she opened her eyes and looked into his. “Graely,” she said softly. “Do that again.”
He laughed, and then took a nibble of her lips. “Aye, aye, my adored mistress. Whatever you say, and know that I am yours, pledged in mind, and with whatever soul you have created in me—the soul you say you see, all of it, all of me belongs to you,” he answered and pulled out.
“Wait, ye said ye belong to me,” she looked up startled but ready as ever to tease.
“Aye, and I’m about to show you just how many ways,” his voice was rife with hunger.
“And Graely…then what? Where do we go from here?” she asked on a low sound of pleasure.
“Anywhere you want,” he promised as he withdrew his pulsating dick, slipped an arm around her, flipped her over, and pulled her up onto her hands and knees to set her into position. He rubbed his cock against her very fine ass and thought if ever there was a heaven, he was now in it.
“Ah,” she said. “I have a friend who told me all about the different positions.” Frankie said on a soft laugh looking around at his face.
“Do you now,” he answered not sure how he felt about this. “And did she tell you what you might feel?” he asked softly as he rubbed his manhood on her butt and thought how perfectly shaped she was.
“Nothing she could have told me, would come close to any of the things ye have made me feel,” Frankie murmured as he put his hard cock at her opening and shoved himself deep inside, making sure he rubbed her clit before his dance picked up in speed.
He felt her arch her body just before she climaxed again, and he let himself go, shouting out her name as he climaxed and they fell onto the turf. He couldn’t bear to be apart from her, and pulled her into his embrace and held her, tightly, kissing her forehead, her ears and her cheek.
He wanted to cry with joy and needed to express what he felt. He said with raw emotion, and unashamedly felt the tear roll down his cheek, “I give myself to you, do what you will with me, Frankie, for I am no longer one, but two.”
“Graely, I give m’self to ye, do what ye will, for I am no longer m’own, but yers,” she answered sweetly, snuggling into him.
Graely held her tightly, and suddenly got a flash and that flash was a devastating picture of the Human Realm going dark.
He sat up and said, “Frankie…”
“I know, I know, ye picked up on m’vision, didn’t ye? Oh no, Graely, what does it mean?”
Chapter Twenty
PESTALE WAS READY to embark on the next step of his plan. He was certain this time, he would win.
He had each facet of his plan carefully scored in his brain, and although he did not like or trust Sventer, he knew Sventer was capable of fulfilling his part of their deadly bargain.
Crystal was key to his plan—key and because of that, finesse was needed, would be needed to complete not only this day’s work, but what was to come.
However, first, he had to get her to Conglam, and he had to get her here in human form. Sventer and he had discussed every facet of the plan, and he was certain, that Sventer and his men would be able to initiate the violence needed to bring the Blue Demon’s Absolute Ruler into the picture. He was a pawn because he was the only one with the power to su
mmon Crystal to Conglam.