Fae Chronicles 01 - Fighting Destiny (32 page)

I opened them as I felt the air grow thick around us, power radiated from the male behind me as we stepped through one scene into another. I gasped as the sensation of being in two worlds collided through me, intense and overwhelming, yet painless. "You sifted us?"

I looked around marveled at the scenery. It was beyond anything I had ever imagined. The sky was a mix of vibrant oranges, blues and reds as two moons sat on the horizon, cresting over the top of a mountain. The area around us was a grassy knoll, with a thin body of illuminated water that flowed into a pond, which was fed from a waterfall.

Ryder leaned against my ear where I sat up to get a better look around and whispered, "Welcome to the Fairy Pools Syn," wicked laughter followed his words, "And no, I didn’t sift us so much as I opened a new portal to Scotland, a Scotland unlike any you will ever see from a tour guide as this side of Faery. These pools cross between our worlds and feed the Fairy Pools of the human world."

"The Fairy Pools?" I asked turning my gaze back to where the water looked illuminated from beneath the glowing surface. I'd heard about the Fairy Pools in Scotland, had always wanted to see them. The algae glowed beneath the water and created an enchanted beauty which had earned it the name of the Fairy Pools. "It's beautiful," I said when he said nothing.

He dismounted and held his hand up for me to do the same. I did willingly, as the horse instantly started to thrash without his master mounted on his back. Ryder released the reins he had held in his other hand and slapped the horse's hindquarters which sent the wild beast running. I watched it run to the edge of the water and lower its head to drink.

I dismissed the horse as I turned around to find Ryder staring at me, his eyes smiling with victory. His smile was captivating, if not a little bit too cocky. "So what happens now, Ryder?"

"Now you finally give in and admit you want me," he purred huskily.

I snorted, "Okay, I want you."

He crinkled his nose and smiled, "That's not what I meant and you know it."

I grinned, "Oh Ryder, I can't wait to feel you over my skin, touching, tasting me, teasing my body—"

I stopped as he tossed back his head and laughed outright. Okay, I was being sarcastic, but I had planned on teasing him and then laughing at
him
. Not the other way around. When he was done laughing he snapped his fingers and licked his teeth, "Get inside, there's a bath in the second room on the left Syn."

"And where the hell—" I stopped noticing a structure that hadn't been there just a moment before when I was talking.

"We're inside Faery. I can manipulate everything with magic here far easier, go bathe Syn. I will join you in a minute when I get the hounds settled," he said turning to whistle down the sprawling countryside.

I shook my head and started towards the small cozy looking house that was lit from within. It looked right in place with the sprawling countryside around it, as if it belonged here. At the door my hand hesitated, I looked up at the starless sky and twisted the knob.

Inside was another story, it looked nothing like it had from the outside. Where the front room or entryway should have been was a sprawling bedroom, the bed like the others was big enough to fit a few bodies on it. Metal framed, with white silk covering the mattress. Pillows sat over the top of it varying in shapes and sizes. The walls were covered in gold crisscross patterns while a plush carpet of the softest fabric covered the floor.

I stepped in and let my feet sink in, exhaling slowly I looked around for the door Ryder had mentioned, since a heated bath sounded amazing after running and jumping into the ponds cold water. I gasped as I stepped into the outrageously stunning room.

Hot water welcomed me, bubbles covered the surface and a bottle of wine sat chilling in a silver container filled with ice.

The entire room was sky blue with a dark blue, huge oval soaking tub big enough for a few people. I raised my eyebrows wondering why everything involving Ryder was always big enough to fit an orgy inside of it.

I was still standing inside the large bathroom when he came in behind me, his close proximity causing my nerves to rise. His hands came around me and pulled the skirt of the dress up slowly, "Ryder," I said softly.

"Having second thoughts Pet?" He whispered against my ear.

"No, I just need you to promise that you won’t feed from me," I answered him quietly.

"I told you I wouldn’t, not unless you asked for it, most do you know.” He murmured against my ear softly.

His fingers caressed my skin as he lifted the dress up and over my head silently. My breathing grew labored as my lungs took in air and released it in quick short gasps. My heart was racing from his touch, from knowing what we soon would be doing. It had been a long time since I'd even considered having sex.

His hand came up and pushed my hair to the side as his breath fanned the back of my neck. His lips touching it slowly, making small bumps break loose over the surface, he growled as his fingers looped through the small thong panties I'd worn. His breath fanned down my spine as he bent lower to remove them completely, kissing my skin as he did so.

I don’t know what I had expected from Ryder, but this hadn't been it. Not this gentleness from him. He kissed his way back up my legs, sending small bumps and gentle waves of heat to my core, until he reached my ass. I felt his teeth a second before they sank in, softly nipping at the skin. I yelped and spun around.

He was naked, his Celtic brands pulsing beneath his skin. His eyes glowed with liquid gold as they looked up at me from the floor as I stepped out from the panties. I exhaled shakily as he bared my flesh for his inspection, slowly coming back up, watching me with dangerous fire lighting in his eyes. "Are you wet for me Syn?"

I moaned as his fingers pressed against the growing ache he was creating inside of me, his fingers rubbing against my naked sex as his mouth lowered until it found mine and kissed me softly. I capture his moan with my lips. His tongue pushed through my lips, demanding more. He pulled away, leaving me breathless as his wickedly handsome smile flowed up to shine in his bronze gaze.

"Get in the bath Syn, before I bend you over and fuck you right here, right now."

I shook from the intensity inside his voice, smooth and commanding. I turned and stepped over the edge and sank beneath the bubbles hurriedly. The water was warm and comforting even with my nerves fighting to take control. I watched Ryder from the corner of my eye as he stepped into view with his playful grin still in place.

His legs were thickly muscled, but bare of tattoos, his manhood stood up erect as it pressed against his navel. My lungs stopped working as I took it in. Nerves flared to life inside my mind as I considered high tailing it out of the tub. The guy was amazing, his body sleek and well defined mass of muscles.

"You're staring at my dick," he said rasping his words, as if he was as hot and bothered as I was. This bath was doomed to a half-life with the heat level inside the room.

I tore my eyes away from him with a nervous laugh bubbling inside of me. He stepped in and slid his magnificent body in slowly into the water. "Relax Syn, I promise to be gentle—the first time."

"The first time?" I asked meeting his hard penetrating stare.

His eyes challenged me, but he remained silent as he pulled one of my legs out from where I had been holding them up against my body. His eyes stayed locked with mine as his fingers rubbed the pads of my foot. "This isn't going to be over fast Syn, it's going to take more than once to get you out of my system."

I wasn’t sure I wanted to be out of his system. I should have been happy to hear it, but it sat like a rock on my chest. "You really think you can fuck me out of your system?"

"No Syn, nothing with you could be that easy," he said showing his teeth as he pulled my leg and made me lose my balance in the water.

I splashed on instinct, caught off guard by his heated words. His laughter now echoed through the room as he pulled me closer by my leg. I sputtered, spitting bubble bath from my mouth as I came up inches away from his lips. "You’re an ass!" I tried to sound stern. Instead it came out followed by laughter, which only grew as he watched me.

"By the Gods, you're so fucking beautiful Syn," he whispered as the laughter died down. I swallowed and tried to think of something to say back to him. I gave in and kissed his lips instead, it was the first time
I'd
kissed him and I wasn’t ready for the fire that ignited inside of us.

He picked me up easily, water cascading from our bodies as he stepped out of the tub without breaking the kiss and carried me into the other room. When he did break the kiss, I growled with the need for him to continue, it made his eyes constrict with heat. I allowed him to set me slowly on the floor, as his hands trailed down my body.

“I need you to know that we are leaving here within twenty four hours, I’m going to use every fucking minute of it Syn.”

“Ryder," I whispered not sure how to get out of this unscathed.

"Twenty four hours, anything I want to do to do you. Give me that much Syn," his voice matched mine and was raspy, hoarse. He was one hundred percent Fae in this place, hunter to the core. His eyes tracked every minuscule move I made.

My core jerked awake with his words. Twenty four hours of giving Ryder what he wanted. The image of his body fucking Claire's came floating to my mind. My throat closed, as my mouth went dry. The idea was terrifying and enticing at the same time. Ryder wasn’t the type of man you walked away from. You crawled on hands and knees; trying to remember who you had been before his touch corrupted you.

"Decide, now."

"One condition," I whispered, knowing I'd already lost the fight.

He cocked a dark eyebrow and tilted his head, listening.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

She thinks she can bargain with me. I can smell her pussy already. Begging to be fucked
by me.
She's succumbing to the alcohol in her system. She’s not on edge here, not yet. Her eyes are constricting with need, her pussy clenching with the need to be punished and used by me.

My hands itch to touch her, to grab her hair and make those pretty fucking lips wrap around my cock. I want to watch her fuck me with her mouth, until I come inside of it. I watch her pupils dilate and constrict, her lips flaring.

She's all woman, tempting me when she shouldn’t be. She's less than I am and yet I can think of no one else, nothing else besides how she is going to feel and look when I fuck her raw. She fights me, fights her needs and yet I can smell it on her. Every. Fucking. Time.

She's smells erotic, her wetness drenching her pink folds, I need to watch heat ignite in her vivid blue eyes as she accepts me inside her body. I want to watch as the heat from lust fills inside her endless depths, as her pussy grows moist with her need while I’m driving my cock deep inside of her.

"Say it, agree to it Synthia," I growl, my cock is hard, hard as fucking steel with the need to be fucked by those juicy red lips, to dominate her completely.

She doesn't answer me, it pisses me off. "Syn…" I warn her, letting the need I feel in my cock enter my voice.

"Don’t make me forget it, please," her voice is filled with her resolve. Her answer shocks me. I would have thought she’d ask for the memory of tonight to be erased. I hate that I can't fucking predict what she does, what she says. In my world it's deadly.

"I'm going to fuck you, hard." She needs to know I won’t be myself. I’ll be driven by the need to fuck her until she submits to me in every way possible.

She lowers her eyes briefly, she's hiding the fear my words flare inside of her. When she lifts them again I see more resolve and lust. Her body tightens with need. She wants this—wanted me to remove the option of saying no for her. I had seen it in her eyes as she watched me fuck Claire in my office. She wanted to take her place. She wanted me to bend her over and spread her apart and feed from her instead of Claire. And fuck if I wouldn’t have done so in a fucking heartbeat if I hadn’t thought she’d run afterwards. The hunger she created was wild and undeniable.

I watch as her nipples harden with my words. The musky scent of her wetness drifts in the air. My hound's growl fiercely and howl wildly into the night, feeling my excitement from where they are outside the door guarding us from intrusion. The hunt makes them wild, lets them become the beast for a while.

"Say it," I growl struggling against the urge to fuck her, here and now. If it was anyone else, I would. But this is Syn and she needs to be shown the difference between a boy and man.

"I'm yours for twenty four hours," she whispers her eyes narrowing with self-loathing. She hates it as much as I do, this fucked up electrical pulse that ignites the air around us when we are near one another.

"That's not what I need to hear from you, now say it."

Her tongue snakes out, trailing over perfect fuckable lips as she watched me through narrowed eyes. My cock jumps with excitement with what those red lips will be doing to it soon.

"Anything you want, for twenty four hours," she corrects her earlier statement.

I barely contain the growl that rushes to my lungs. Excitement makes my pulse increase as she moves to step closer to where I still stand. Her hips flare and she moves closer to me slowly, I hold my ground letting her come to
me
. Those tight hard buds stand up proudly as her tight breast jut forward begging to be pinched and kissed.

I'm going to use every fucking minute of my time with her. When she walks tomorrow—if she can, it will be with soreness between those thighs reminding her that I fucked her. And she's going to be sore—
everywhere
.

I wanted to cry and yet I couldn’t. It was a weakness I couldn’t afford with this man. I shouldn’t be excited and yet I was and it floored me, because I shouldn’t be. I was wet—for him! It was unimaginable, my body was traitorous, already moisture pooled between my thighs for him. My nipples begged to be touched.