Dark Waters (6 page)

Three precise steps to the right and ten
forward.
Though she would survive the one-hundred-metre drop, she wouldn’t do so without
many broken bones and a lot of bleeding. When she reached the other side,
Adora
brushed aside the leaves of an overgrown tree that
hung across the ravine and placed her hand on the hidden cave’s wall.

Mother had warded the hideout with magic so that only she
and
Adora
were able to enter. With a small
inhalation,
Adora
called to her magic which tingled
up her arm until her hand glowed and the wall opened with a groan.

The second she stepped in, the door shut. A feeling of
safety and calm washed over her when the door closed. She was virtually untraceable
in the hideout. The only other person who knew of its existence was Father and he
didn’t know the exact location of it. This was the one secret that only she and
her mother had.

Adora
?
Randor’s
mental voice alerted her and
her heart rate sped up once more.

Are you okay?

I eliminated the attackers,
but they’ll no doubt send more. Where are you?

Adora
hesitated for a moment. While
there was no doubt in her mind
Randor
was her soul
mate, she didn’t trust him one hundred per cent. This hideout was the one place
she felt absolutely safe and alone.
If
Randor
proved untrustworthy…

You can trust me,
Adora
.
He
told her as if reading her thoughts.
If
you want, you can restrain me when I get there. I just need to see that you’re
safe.

A smile played on her lips. The thought of having
Randor
restrained and helpless while she had her way with
him was a very tempting one.

Through the forest, head north
until you meet the river. Then run right. I’ll meet you at the end.

For thirty long seconds,
Adora
waited at the ravine’s edge for
Randor
to arrive. The
second she saw him, her stomach twisted. His clothing was dishevelled and a
thin layer of dirt and dark red and green smudges covered his body.
A mixture of
faery
and elf blood.

His eyes were filled with concern when he reached
Adora
and gave her a once over. With her dress torn and
ripped, covered in dirt from trees she’d brushed by, she must have appeared
worse for wear.

“I’m fine. Quick,” she spoke quietly, “follow me.”

Grabbing his hand,
Adora
led him
over the invisible path and inside the hideout. Once the door shut, she spun
around and laid her hands on his chest, using her magic to find his wounds so
she’d be able to heal him.

“
Adora
.”
Her name sounded like the
sweetest word imaginable when it came from his lips. His hands came to wrap
around her wrists. “I’m not injured.”

Her chest deflated with relief and she rested her forehead
on his. “Thank the gods.”

A smile spread across
Randor’s
lips at her words. “You were worried about me?”

She removed her hands from his grip and slapped him on the
chest lightly. “Don’t ruin the moment, Assassin. Just kiss me.”

Clearly, he didn’t need to be told twice. With fierceness
that didn’t compare to the kisses they’d shared earlier, he claimed her mouth.
Arousal flooded
Adora’s
body and she opened her
mouth, groaning when he thrust his tongue in to massage her own.

She ran her fingers through his hair, pausing when she found
tangles. Pulling away, she licked her lips and looked at his desire-filled blue
eyes. Ignoring the need to jump him and fuck him until the sun set, she
examined his hair. Her fingers had caught in tangles of blood, dirt and sweat.
Ew
.

“You need to clean up.” When he narrowed his eyes at her,
she added, “And so do I.”

****

Randor
followed his princess as she
sauntered across the large cave. It was more like a human’s living room than a
cave. Portraits lined the walls, rugs lay on the stone floor, and several
elegant lounges and chairs sat in the room in a square formation to face each
other. At the very edge of the room—where the sound of running water was coming
from—there was a large pool of water with a waterfall.

Adora
turned with a sultry smile.
“You never got to have that shower you were after. I hope swimming in a warm
spring water pool will suffice.”

To his surprise,
Adora’s
hands
moved to slip under the collar of his jacket. She undid the zipper and pushed
the jacket off his shoulders. Her hands moved to the bottom of his T-shirt but
he stopped her from pulling it up. The moment her fingertips touched the skin
of his abdomen, arousal tore through his body like a wildfire.

Calling to his magic,
Randor
gave
her a wicked grin as he removed her clothing. She eyed him for a moment, the
sultry smile turning into a playful one, one that had him wondering just what
was going on inside that unique little mind of hers. He watched with a keen eye
as she turned on her heel and sauntered toward the pool.

His cock hardened when she turned to enter the pool. The
woman’s body really was extraordinary. Her long slender legs led to a round,
biteable ass and toned, yet soft torso with perky full breasts that he couldn’t
wait to…

That was as far as his thoughts got. He tore off his T-shirt
and pants and joined her in the pool.

Making quick work of the steps,
Randor
barely noticed the soothing warmth of the clean spring water. His eyes never left
Adora
. She was waist deep in the pool and turned
around to look at him.

“I don’t suppose you could use your magic to conjure up some
hair pins, could you?”

Holding out an open palm, he created some small, basic black
pins and held them out for her. He never figured out how he created the things
he did. His mother always told him some things “just were” and he shouldn’t
question them. Though she was human, she spent most of her life around the
Fae
and had a great understanding of how the world worked.

Adora
waded to him, scooping her
thick golden hair into her hand. She picked the pins from his palm with wet
fingertips.

Her breasts jutted out as she manoeuvred the pins into her
hair, her hands behind her head.
Randor
took
advantage of the position she was in and brought both hands up to cup her
creamy breasts.

She was a stunning being, rumoured to be the most beautiful
Fae
that had ever existed. He knew now why those rumours were
around. As he ran his thumbs lightly over her rosy pink nipples, goose bumps
erupted over her skin, bringing a smile to his face. He bent and closed his
lips around one tip, suckling until it became hard.
Adora’s
groan of desire had his cock at full salute, throbbing and twitching. This
woman did things to him that no other did.

Blood rushing through his veins spread desire and arousal to
every cell in his body. He covered one breast in kisses and love bites before
moving onto the other.
Adora’s
hands came to rest on
him, one on his shoulder, the other cradling his head and holding him to her
body. He removed his mouth from her breast and gave her a satisfied grin when
the motion pulled a whimper from her.

“Don’t get too cocky, Assassin,” she said, her voice husky.
“We’re not going further until you wash that blood from your hair.”

Randor
let out a bark of a laugh and
grinned at her. His Princess would be the end of him.

Chapter Five

Begrudgingly,
Randor
gave in and
allowed
Adora
to clean the blood from his hair. The
feel of her fingers massaging his scalp was indescribable. He’d never been
completely intimate with a woman before. He’d slept with plenty, even carried
on relationships, but had always held back with the intimacy that loving
another brought on. Being the sexual creature that he was, he’d never had an
issue with it. He was always happy to get his release, have his fun then move
on. It was, after all, the way of the
Fae
.

The princess was definitely unique and he didn’t doubt his
want to live out the rest of his days with her by his side. When she ran her
fingers through his hair one last time, he sighed. It didn’t seem to matter
where she touched him.
Sparks of arousal and desire tore
through his body at the contact.

Turning,
Randor
came
face-to face with his beautiful soul mate and smiled. Her eyes sparkled and her
lips were slightly parted.

“Now may we continue?”

With a wicked grin, she wrapped her arms around his
shoulders. “Do with me what you wish, Assassin.”

Randor
smiled and scooped her into
his arms before wading forward until he had her pinned between his body and the
rock wall. His fingertips danced over her naked skin, tracing small patterns
down her back, along her waist, and down her abdomen until he found the burning
juncture of her thighs. Keeping his eyes on her, he watched her response as he
caressed the soft skin of her folds. She bit on her bottom lip when he parted
them and two fingers delved inside.

He pulled out and ran a small circle around her clit before
plunging them deep inside her slick channel. With a gasp,
Adora’s
eyes shut and her head dropped forward to rest on his shoulder.
Randor
pressed his lips to her slender neck before biting
down gently on the tender skin. Her inner walls clenched.

“Like that, do you, Princess?”

She responded with
a mewl
and
tightened her arms around his neck. That pleased him more than she’d know. He
continued his ministrations until her breaths became short pants and her inner
walls and thighs clenched around him and he anticipated she was on the verge of
losing control. The very moment he removed his fingers,
Adora
pulled her head back and looked at him. He lifted her and she wrapped her legs
around his waist, cupping his face in her hands. He captured her mouth in a
ravenous kiss and thrust his cock into her pussy.

Adora
came a moment later. Her
muscles clenched around him, holding his cock like a tight fist. Her whimpers
were lost in his mouth. He swallowed them eagerly as he continued to thrust in
and out of her silken core.

Sliding into her was like coming home. It felt right.
Randor
buried himself to the hilt and shifted his position,
widening his feet a bit and angling his hips forward.
Adora’s
grip tightened even further and her tongue wrestled his for dominance. He
plunged in again and was rewarded with a keening cry from her.

Randor
growled and buried his face
in her neck as he fucked her hard and fast. Sex had never felt so good. He
pounded into her, changing his position at small increments until he found the
spot inside her core that literally made
Adora
scream.

Her fingernails bit into his back and her teeth grazed his
neck.

“Come with me, Assassin,” she breathed into his ear.

Rubbing her clit,
Randor
slammed
his hips to hers and felt her muscles clench around his cock. He came moments
after her, letting an almighty moan out as her inner muscles milked him until
he was completely dry.

Holding her close, he panted and enjoyed the soft kisses she
peppered across his shoulder and up her neck.

“Well, hell,”
Adora
panted, “I
think I’m spent.”

Randor
pulled his head back and
smiled. “So am I.”

Glistening with sweat and water, her skin gleamed. Loose
tendrils of hair curled with moisture and framed her face. He was a goner. He’d
never be able to function without her in his life. He could have stayed nestled
inside and around her for hours, but they had things to tend to.

Apart from the fact that he had gone against the
Unseelie
queen, he apparently had the
Unseelie
army’s soldiers after him. He wouldn’t risk
Adora
getting hurt because of him.

“But before we get out,”
Randor
continued.

“
Wha
…”

He thrust his fingers inside of her pussy again and she
stopped speaking. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she bit her bottom lip.
Within seconds she was on the verge of climax again.