Fairy Prey (12 page)

Whisper turned around
and let the red silk ties roll out.

“I plan on tying you to
that table.” He took a few steps toward her. “Spreading your legs wide and
licking between your sexy legs.” Whisper gently took her wrist and guided her
to the table.

Well, this would be a
first and possibly a last. Morrigan took a breath and hopped her naked ass on
the table. It was wooden but as smooth as a baby’s ass. She placed her hands above
her head. Whisper used the silk to bind her hands together and then tied it to
the table peg. Morrigan tested the silk and was unnerved when the material
didn’t give an inch. Whisper’s black wings fanned out as he leaned over and
suckled her nipple. It felt so damn good she wanted to jump him right there.

He adjusted her so her
hips were at the edge and then spread her legs wide. Each ankle was tied to a
table leg and then she really was vulnerable. She couldn’t get free and her
core creamed at the thought of being at his mercy. Whisper tested each
restraint before he pulled a chair between her legs and sat. Morrigan swallowed
hard, wiggling her hips. He was sitting there, staring between her legs with a
predatory grin.

Whisper used the flat of
his hand to slap at her thigh. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt, just to give her
that sting. He did the same to her other thigh and then opened her pussy lips
like a flower. Morrigan’s head fell back to the table. His finger slid up and
down, creating lovely friction, and then it pierced her core. In and out, the
digit went and then Morrigan felt his mouth on her clit. She groaned, pleasure
suddenly swarming her body. There was no going anywhere, but she tugged on the
silk anyway. She wanted to rub her own clit, brush her fingers through his
hair, and grab her tits. Her hips jerked up and then right. Her body was
burning with excitement. Whisper kept sucking, sending her to new heights, and
then she climaxed. It was intense, a burst of pleasure that quickly faded when
he pulled his mouth away.

“More.” Did she actually
just moan that?

Whisper speared her with
two fingers then there was a slap to her thigh. Yes, that’s what she wanted.
More of that pain and pleasure that seemed to send her body to incredible
places. He tugged on her nipple as he fingered her. Morrigan struggled harder
against the restraints and gasped when his mouth found her clit again. She was
so sensitive each stroke of his tongue sent her hips thrusting. Her eyes
closed. Her body lost complete control as he suckled, and another orgasm
overpowered her mind.

Sweet, beautiful,
satisfying, amazing… she started reciting all the words used to describe the
sensations running through her body. Morrigan was gasping as she came down from
the climax. Her body hummed with gratification. Whisper pulled his fingers free
and gave her wet core a soft slap, then a bit harder.

Whisper ran his mouth
along her still stinging thigh. He didn’t say anything, but she felt him smile
against her skin. He licked at her hole. Whisper stood. His erection was bigger
than it had been in the near the tub. It pulsed between his legs, and the dark
tip slowly dipped into her core. Morrigan’s back arched. Her legs began to
shake, and she cried out as he slipped inside her. Inch by slow inch, it was
wonderful, erotic torture. When he thrust home, she gasped and came again.

Her inner muscles worked
around his cock, and Whisper groaned above her. He pulled out, sitting back in
the chair and taking her clit into his talented mouth. She was breathing heavy
now and pulling hard at the ties around her wrists. He was testing her with
slow licks then a few thrusts of his fingers. She wanted that damn orgasm.
Right now. “Whisper!”

He obliged and suckled,
sending her into another violent climax.

Whisper stood and pushed
his cock deep, and his balls slapped against her ass. Morrigan called his name.
She made it a chant as he thrust into her. Only four monumental thrusts and he
pulled free. She was empty, needy, and opened her eyes to look at him.

Whisper walked over the
other table. He grabbed a candle, the flame burning bright as he neared her.

Morrigan shuddered. She
had never done the whole wax play before. Whisper tilted the candle over her
body, and a single bead of white wax landed right over her nipple. She let out
a long moan at the sting of heat. Whisper dropped more wax on her other nipple.
Then he created a line between the two points. Sting after delicious sting,
Morrigan squirmed with the need for release. He grinned, fangs showing, as he
began a path down her body. There was a splat of wax over her ribcage and
another dot near her bellybutton. He tugged on her piercing and then the wax
moved to her thigh. Once again, he sat in that wooden chair and he let the
candle burn. The wax fell like lava down her inner thigh. Her core was creamy,
her body screaming, and she needed release. “Whisper!” Damn the man, how could
he taunt her at a time like this?

“Behave,” he said in his
deep voice. “I’m not done playing with that pretty pussy yet.” His wings
fluttered behind his back.

Morrigan groaned and
then smelt smoke. Whisper blew the candle out, letting the last few drops slide
down her knee. He then took the cool side of the candle and pressed it against
her core. The thing was nowhere near the size of Whisper’s handsome penis, but
she got a thrill as the candle entered her channel. He pushed several inches of
the waxy candle into her hole. Her inner muscles squeezed it as Whisper stood.

He retrieved the second
candle. Whisper stroked his cock, handling his balls as the wax began to spill
on her breasts, drop after drop on her receptive skin. She squeezed the candle
inside her harder. Did he want her to beg? Could she do that? It was against
the very fiber of her being, but at that particular moment, the thought did
cross her mind. Each bead of wax was like a sting of his palm. Her nipples were
drenched in the white stuff, and it was drying, caking over her peaks.

Whisper sat back in the
chair. He shifted her hips upward, blew out the candle, and placed the cool
side against her back entrance. Where the hell did he come up with these ideas?
Morrigan hissed out a breath as the candle breached and slowly pierced her ass.
The path was already wet from her creamy pussy so it didn’t take long for it to
be pushed in.

“What a sight.” He
stood, surveying the aching place between her legs.

She was pierced with two
candles with her breasts covered in white wax, and that’s exactly how Thame
found them. He walked through the vines and with wide eyes said, “I
heard...screams, which could have been groans...” His golden wings fluttered.
“Didn’t even know this was back here. Nice seeing you again, Morrigan.” She saw
his sight slip between her legs.

Morrigan couldn’t even
cover herself up. She was still tied to the table.

“Get out,” they said in
unison.

Thame quickly flew from
the cave, but she heard the distinct sound of laughter. “Damn it, now they’re
going to think I’m a freak.”

Whisper sat back in the
chair and twisted the candle in her pussy. “I am the blue freak. You are my
freaky mate.” He grinned.

Morrigan couldn’t help
but laugh and then moan. His lips were on her clit, his tongue swirling as he
mimicked intercourse with both candles. The sensations made Morrigan scream.
She literally opened her lips and let out a wail as another orgasm slammed into
her. Her lungs froze, and she jerked her hips completely off the table.

The biggest orgasm of
her life began to fade, and she collapsed on the table exhausted.

Whisper untied her left
ankle and then her right. “Keep your legs open.”

Morrigan groaned but
forced her knees to stay apart. He untied her wrists, and she instantly reached
out to caress his cock. It was solid, ready for release. Pre-cum leaked from
the tip, and she shifted to catch the fluid on her tongue.

He hissed out a breath
but pulled away. Whisper kept rubbing her clit as he pulled the candle from her
ass. He kissed her knee as he slowly pulled the other candle out of her pussy.
Morrigan sat up. She was unsteady as she went to her feet, and Whisper led her
to the bed. He laid her down, coming over her body like a raging storm. Her
legs were already open, and her heart hammered as his cock tip pierced her
body. Slowly he entered, his head falling forward as she took every inch of him
in her core.

Whisper thrust fiercely,
and Morrigan grabbed his ass cheeks. She squeezed as he forced his cock deep
inside her. His thumb teased her clit a few times and then he grabbed hold of
her hips. His speed was inconceivable. Whisper’s hips moved so fast, and he
speared into her so deeply.

Morrigan came again. She
lost count how many times this dark fairy made her orgasm. He kept thrusting. A
few beads of sweat decorated his chest. Blue hair was bobbing all over his
head. His wings were jerking back and forth as he fucked her harshly. Then
Morrigan’s mate came inside her.

Whisper bared his fangs.
He groaned loudly and his cock pumped semen into her womb. She would be
concerned about any consequences from such an act, but she was on the pill. Not
that it mattered. She’d risk everything to have his bare cock against her inner
wall. Her pussy milked his dick. She reached up and pulled him atop her. The
kiss was fierce and phenomenal. She was gasping when their mouths pulled apart
and then she felt his penis begin to go soft in her body.

Whisper licked the bite
marks on her breast and tugged his cock from her body. He collapsed beside her
and held her hand. “My mate.”

Morrigan smiled,
touching the mark on her breast. Whisper’s mate.

****

 
Jubilant. That’s how Morrigan felt when she
opened her eyes a few hours later. She’d never been more delighted then to be
someone’s prey. Fairy prey. She stretched her arms high. Her muscles ached and
still she smiled. The feather bed was actually comfortable. She turned to her side,
opening her eyes to look at her dark fairy, but found the bed beside her empty.
Her smile faltered and she sat up.

Whisper came through the
vines, dressed in his armor with a mug in his hand. He looked up and smiled at
her. “Brook said you must have something called coffee in the morning.”

Morrigan chuckled. “You
have coffee!” Talk about a perfect world.

“She brought several
human items to our awareness.” He handed her the hot mug and began peeling off
his clothes.

Morrigan watched him as
she took sips of the hot liquid. She shifted higher up so the thin blanket slid
down her shoulders and revealed her breasts. “Thank you for this.”

Whisper nodded, pulling
down his armor. “I also checked on our traitor. He did not return to the
kingdom.”

Her lust faltered. “So
he’s gone.”

Whisper was naked,
walking to the other side of the bed. “He has run, but I will find him. He will
never escape me.”

She knew what it was
like being his prey. Morrigan placed the warm cup on the ground and held her
arms open as Whisper got in bed. He lay atop her, his hips fitting between her
open thighs. His black wings spread wide and she reached out to run her
fingertips along the edge of them. They were as soft as silk.

“Morrigan.”

The way he said her name
was erotic, and she shifted, felt his hard cock against her core.

“I love you.”
He said the words slowly, methodically. His stiff shaft began to ease into her
pussy.

Morrigan
smiled. “You make me happier than I’ve ever been.” She leaned up and placed a
kiss on his neck. “I love you too, my dark fairy.”

The End

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