Authors: Dakota Dawn
Dawn, Dakota - The Desperate Fay King [Kidnapped by a Fay] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More ManLove) (2 page)
“You’ll be fine soon. Hang in there. We are almost home.” Reed’s words were soothing for a change.
Just when Chase was starting to feel better, the purple cloud stopped circling them then disappeared. Chase looked around. “Where the hell are we?”
“We are home. In our rooms, to be exact. Get used to it.” Reed pointed toward a large wooden door. “The bathroom is in there. Go take a bath. I’ll be back in two hours to mate you.”
The woozy feeling was wearing off fast and was replaced with anger. “Excuse me. I didn’t agree to come here, and I sure as hell didn’t agree to let you
mate
me.” At the word
mate
Chase’s dick hardened and his balls rolled. What was wrong with him? His body wanted Reed to fuck him, but his mind was having trouble with the idea of having sex with a stranger.
Reed ran his hand over his face. “Have a seat.” He pointed to a large chair in the corner.
Chase scowled as his body immediately did what Reed asked.
“The longer you are around me, the more your body will do as I command. That is why I have to be careful with what I tell you to do. So don’t piss me off.” Reed sat in the chair across from Chase. “Stop scowling. You will get your free will back after we have mated a few times.”
“You’re kidding me, right?” Chase questioned.
“Look, this is hard for both of us. I didn’t want to bring my mystic male mate home for at least a few more years.”
“Then why am I here? Take me home.” Part of Chase wanted to escape, but another part of him was telling him he
was
home.
“I can’t. You’re already here. The Enlightened Ones want us to start mating tonight. You are the first human mate on our planet. It is our job to show the others that it can be done and that humans are smart and strong enough to be mated to fairies.”
“Fairies! I am not having sex with a fairy.” Chase pressed his hands to his face. “This is a dream. Just a dream.”
“Calm yourself. This is not a dream, and you are about to be mated to a fairy. It doesn’t matter what we want, my people need this to work. Our numbers are few, but mating with humans will solve that problem.” Reed twirled a lock of his long black hair around his finger.
“News flash, I’m not a female.”
Could this get any worse? I’ve been kidnapped by a slow fairy.
Chase decided then and there to start working out more often. Oh yeah, and to start being meaner to strangers.
A smile crossed Reed’s face. “I know. You are my male mystic mate. After you are trained in our ways, we will go get our female mystic mate. She will be the one to produce our children.”
Let’s see how Mister Crazy answers this question.
“If you just need babies, why are you taking males?” Mentally, Chase did a victory dance.
Sorrow etched Reed’s features. “Because a lot of our young males died, too. We need warriors as well as women. I’m sure you understand the concept of
strength in numbers.”
Reed eyed Chase. “You are one of those numbers. Your warrior training will start soon.”
Chase stopped his mental victory dance. Reed wasn’t supposed to come up with such a good answer. Chase started feeling snippety. “What if I don’t want to have sex with her? I might prefer men only.”
Reed shook his head. “You are bisexual. The Enlightened Ones would not have marked you if you weren’t. You are supposed to be my perfect mate.”
The tingling in Chase’s balls was intensifying. Reed was so hot. Still, Chase didn’t feel like giving in just yet. “Is she here? I don’t think I’m going to like her or you.”
Reed laughed. “You are already attracted to me just as much as I’m attracted to you. To answer your question about our other mate, she’s not here. Remember, I just told you about her. When the time is right, we will go get her.”
Chase scowled. “I remembered. I was just trying to catch you in a lie.”
Reed’s brows drew together sharply. “Fairies don’t lie. Now back to your role in all this. One of your tasks will be to help her adjust to her new home. You don’t have to worry about that right now, though. We won’t retrieve her until we are a strong couple and the trollettes are taken care of.”
“Trollettes? You’re kidding me, right?” This couldn’t be happening.
“No, I’m not kidding. It’s not in my nature. A small band of trollettes are trying to take over our lands, or cause trouble of some other sort, but they won’t succeed.” Reed’s voice had turned icy. Chase shivered visibly. Reed stood and from his towering height stared down at Chase.
Chase thought he saw a flicker of warmth, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Maybe he had imagined it. Why did this beautiful man have to be so cold?
Reed reached out and twirled a finger in one of Chase’s curly brown locks of hair. “Soft. That’s good, but it needs to be longer. Go take your bath then wait for me on the bed.”
Chase watched as Reed turned and left the room. There was no way he was going to jump every time Reed told him to do something. Chase crossed his arms and planned on staying put. Without warning, Chase’s body stood up and headed for the bathroom. Damn that cold-assed fairy. This was wrong on so many levels. He wanted to cry when his hands started removing his clothes and his body went to the tub and sank into the warm water that was waiting on him.
Fear washed over him. Reed was almost emotionless. Would he be a cold lover? A tear trickled down his cheek as his hands started washing his body. Would this auto-mode he was in lead him to a horrible sexual experience? Another tear raced down his cheek. What was wrong with him? His emotions were just as out of control as his body. He tried once again to turn off this strange auto-mode, but his hands kept on washing his body. A large lump formed in his throat. He wished he could make it all stop.
Chapter Two
Chase was making himself sick.
After his bath, the cursed auto-mode made him dry himself off. He watched in horror as his hands grabbed the waiting towel and started rubbing every inch of his body. Closing his eyes and thinking hard, Chase tried to get control of his body. He mentally refused to put on the sheer blue, thigh-length robe that hung from a decorative hook on the back of the door. Cursing loudly, Chase slid into the robe that screamed “I’m a male whore, use me, please.” He cursed even louder when his body went into the bedroom and climbed onto the massive bed.
What would happen now? The wait was eating him up. He wouldn’t do this. He had rights, right? Scooting to the edge of the bed, he tried to slide off the bed. Nothing happened. It was like an invisible wall was surrounding the bed. Surely that couldn’t be.
Getting on his knees, he felt the edge of the bed. Sure enough, something was there blocking him from leaving. Chase scratched his head. That had not been there when he’d gotten on the bed. Sliding his hands up the invisible wall, he stood up and stretched his arms as high as he could. The wall was taller than him. Needing to see how high the wall went, he jumped, never taking his hand off the strange invisible wall. To his sorrow, it didn’t end.
It must go all the way to the twelve-foot ceiling.
Plopping himself back down on the bed, he flopped back and stared at the ceiling. This was so screwed up. Feeling an air current swirl around his balls, he reached down and straightened his robe to make sure nothing was showing. One look down and he remembered he was wearing a sheer robe. Everything was showing. He might as well be naked.
The reason he was on this big bed practically naked rushed to the forefront of his mind. A big hot man…scratch that, a big hot fairy wanted to fuck him, then train him to be a fairy, then go retrieve their female mate and live happily ever after. Chase ran his hand through his curly brown hair. This
had
to be a joke.
As he tapped his chin, the light bulb came on. Craig must have preplanned his payback. He was a brilliant little fucker. Craig knew he always planned some kind of crazy fun for his birthday. If it was over the top, he would pay Chase back. Looks like payback was quick in coming this year.
Whew! It felt good to have that figured out. As a problem solver, it was important for him to be able to assess a situation and figure out what was going on. The purple cloud must have had some kind of hypnotic stuff in it. Why else would his body obey the hot fairy? That also explained the invisible wall around the bed. At least the purple cloud hadn’t messed with his mind, figuring things out was important to his sanity. The thought of that purple cloud surrounding them made him smile. Those special effects had been awesome! Even the ground had disappeared. Chase reached up and touched the fake tattoo on his cheek. It was probably some kind of enhanced henna. That would explain how his matched the fairy’s. One day he’d have to ask Craig how he had gotten it on his face without him feeling a thing.
Craig had gone to a lot of trouble to pull this off. To show how much he appreciated his friend’s effort, he would play along. Reed seemed to like to dominate. Chase didn’t usually play the submissive role, but for Reed he would. The whole mating thing was a genius way for Craig to get him laid. Craig had been hounding him to get laid for over six months.
Chase didn’t feel he was picky. He just needed more than sex in a relationship. That’s why he hadn’t gotten laid in over a year. At the ripe age of thirty, he was needing a change. He chuckled at the thought of the big fairy. Now that was a change!
Thank goodness Craig was into safe sex. He would never set up a
mating
if both partners weren’t clean and healthy. Chase was glad he’d had time to analyze the situation. Now that he knew what was really happening, he could enjoy the ride freely. Getting laid by a hot fairy was suddenly very appealing.
Heat surrounded his balls. Chase reached down and stroked them. Ever since he’d met the hot fairy, his body had been waiting for a mating. He chuckled at his own rhyming words. As he stroked his sac, he wondered if the gorgeous man was hung. He hoped so. A fire was building in his veins that only a well-hung man could put out.
Stop thinking about sex. The man’s not even here.
Chase quit stroking his balls and looked around the room. It was massive. Shimmering beige walls contrasted beautifully with rich dark blue curtains and carpet. Thick carpet. A picture of him on his knees sucking off a couple of men eased into his mind. Peace and pleasure tingled throughout his body. His brain struggled for a moment. He usually only had sex one-on-one. But for some reason he felt like being fucked while he sucked off a couple of other men. That was new. Maybe it was just his brain playing out its part in this wacky, wonderful scene that Craig had set up.
The large wooden door swung open, startling Chase. Reed walked in wearing nothing but a towel. His blue-black hair brushed the top of his thighs with each step he took. Its length was amazing. His unique teal eyes were a bit cold, but that was the way they were supposed to look, right? He looked just like the dominating warrior he was playing. Remembering to act submissive, Chase quickly moved into a slave pose. He sat on his feet with his thighs spread wide and his hands on his thighs.
Reed stopped close to the bed. Pleasure flickered in his eyes. “I’m pleased to see that you have accepted your fate.”
The look that had flickered in Reed’s eyes made Chase’s dick stand at attention. He’d do whatever it took to get that look back. “Yes, Master.”
Reed eased onto the bed and knelt in front of Chase. “I am not your master. I am your king and mystic mate.”
The closer Reed got, the hotter Chase’s balls became. The chemistry was so strong between them that Chase’s ass was starving for the feel of Reed’s hard cock. Needing a distraction and wanting to play along, Chase asked, “What’s a mystic mate?
“Mystic mates are perfectly balanced souls that are supernaturally found and bound together forever.” Reed leaned in and brushed his lips across Chase’s. Electricity arced between them.
Chase loved Reed’s explanation of what mystic mates were. At this moment in time it felt like Reed’s words were truthful. Reed was great at his job. Fire licked at Chase’s skin, causing him to moan and melt into Reed. His lips opened, letting Reed in. Reed’s tongue invaded Chase’s mouth in a deliciously conquering way. Slowly it explored every inch of Chase’s mouth.
A shudder raced down Chase’s spine when Reed groaned then started kissing a path to his ear. Reed nipped at his earlobe, sending pure fire to Chase’s groin.
It had been too long. Chase needed Reed now. “Please. I need you in me.”
Reed leaned back. The heat in his eyes made Chase’s cock twitch. “Take off your robe, then lie down and spread your legs.”
Moving quickly, Chase did as he was told.
Reed moved between his legs and started stroking his thighs.
Chase needed more than his thighs stroked and was just about to say so when Reed’s hands moved up and over his balls and engorged cock. In his mind, he begged Reed to fuck him. He looked into Reed’s eyes, and the heat that was there stopped him from trying to hurry the man. The intense pleasure on his face as his hands roamed Chase’s body was breathtaking.
Reed’s voice was husky. “You are magnificent. I must have one more taste of your heavenly mouth before I see what your begging cock tastes like.”
With controlled ease, Reed removed his towel and tossed it aside. His cock was a little small but beautiful. Chase almost came when Reed eased his body down to rest on his. Their cocks touched a second before Reed’s mouth took possession of Chase’s.