Shatter - Sins of the Sidhe (14 page)

“I’ve never wanted something so much in all my days, lass. Ye’ve got me so coiled up I’m afraid I willna be slow or gentle about it.”

“Good,” was all she said.

On a rush of pure craze, he crushed his mouth to hers again. Eating her screams of pleasure, he licked and sucked and nibbled at her lips. His hot velvety tongue was inside her mouth twisting around her own. As if they’d kissed a thousand times, she matched his every move with one of her own. Her thighs wrapped around him were starting to quiver and he could smell her desire rolling in the air like heat waves.

Devlin worked his way back down her body, unleashed her breasts from their lacey cages and lapped up her hard, pink nipples. They were perfect. Moaning, Rowan arched her body up to his mouth as if offering more. He massaged her breasts with large rough hands as his lips trailed down further. His hands stopped when they reached the waistline of lace trimming. Hooking his fingers into the lace, he slowly pulled them down. Peeling away her black panties was like opening a present- a ravishing gift from the Gods.

Rowan lay there, completely exposed and vulnerable beneath him. She was striking. Intoxicating. Not wasting a minute of this pleasure, Devlin properly worshiped the mound of sensitive flesh that met at the joining of her thighs. Her hands clasped onto the back of his head, fingers entwined in his long hair, as she writhed beneath him. Folding back her pink petals, he saw that she was already so wet and hot and the sight made him dig his own fingers into her hips. He’d best hold on tight for this meal. Lifting up her backside, he nuzzled until he found the perfect spot. And then he feasted.

By Danu, never has a woman tasted so good. Slick as honey and sweet as forbidden fruit, she was delicious. Rowan let out a cry to the winds that sent birds flying out of the trees above them. It didn’t take long for her to peak; the man knew what he was doing. When the climax hit her, Devlin felt the rush through his own body and his cock screamed for a taste of her.

Her body bucked and her hands held his head in place as she rode a long and glorious wave that had her body tingling, writhing and begging for more. He licked down her thighs as she made small mewing noises while her body still suffered through the aftershocks of her orgasm. He smiled, watching her squirm beneath him. Proud to have pleased her, and enjoying seeing her react to his touch, Devlin was eager to do more.

Unable to make a move other than a grind, Rowan felt crazed and desperate for more of him. “I need you inside of me. Now.”

He rose up, eye to eye with the begging vixen, and touched the tip of his shaft to her opening. The heat and hardness of his cock pressed against her soft wet flesh sent her into another wave of pleasure. Grinding her hips up to meet his, he slammed home in one hard thrust. Taking her mouth with his, Devlin swallowed her moans and tried to swallow his own cries of pleasure. They melded together instantly.

Hot, slick and tight, Och, he was in heaven. Ro squeezed her legs around his waist and clamped on tight for leverage. Wrapping her arms around his neck she lifted herself into the air and swung down hard on him again and again. Head back in ecstasy, she let out a cry of absolute bliss and he went for her neck and bit her. Not too hard, not too soft - just enough to send her careening down that spiral once more. He felt her tight, wet, canal twitch again and again as she climaxed, milking his shaft and urging it towards his own release.

Letting go of his neck, her body raking the mossy ground once more, she grabbed his face pulling him towards her mouth and kissed him with all she had. Rowan let go of everything she was and life poured out of her in that moment: every emotion, secret, memory and need she had swirled down his throat and into his body. She’d never felt so open, raw, and alive in all her life.

Breaking free from the kiss, he screamed her name while his seed spilled inside her. Collapsing, he tried to not crush her too much. His shaft still sheathed inside her body, it felt too good to slide out just yet. Devlin braced his arms on either side of her and pushed up to see her beautiful face. Rowan’s eyes were closed and she had a smile a mile wide stretching from ear to ear. That kind of smile was contagious and he beamed one of his own right back at her. Two hours felt like two minutes, and he honestly wanted more but was afraid she’d be too sore.

“Are ye alright lass? I hope I wasna too rough for ye.”

Rowan looked at him with eyes that were now brilliant emeralds shining with the light of a thousand stars. “More,” was all she said, “I want more.”

Rowan grabbed the back of his head coaxing him closer to her lips. Swollen and red, she licked them before she sent her tongue towards his. His cock grew hard inside her instantly, and that movement was enough to make her cry out his name. She rolled him onto his back with the strength of full-fledged Sidhe and rode him till he was a writhing hot mess.

His body was wide and her legs were a little short, but she managed to balance just fine. Slowly at first, Rowan raised up until he almost escaped her opening, and then she slid back down grinding her hips in a swirling motion. With every stroke, she brought the two of them closer and closer to another climax. He massaged her luscious mounds as they swelled up and down with every movement she made, nipples taught and beckoning to be suckled. He reached down to rub his thumb on her tiny sensitive nub and she arched her body back till she almost bent in half. Rowan drove him harder and deeper than he’d been before, until she could no longer keep her rhythm.

Rolling Rowan onto her back, Devlin grabbed her legs and put them on his shoulders and pounded into her body like it would never be enough. It was the finest mix of pleasure and pain and Rowan was in seventh heaven from it. The movements didn’t last long until they both exploded into wave after wave of glorious ecstasy. They cried out to one another until both their energies were spent and they were left shuddering in each other’s embrace.

Birds chirped around them and the sun beamed warm rays across their naked bodies. It felt like summertime even though it was October in this sacred place. Devlin was still trying to collect his thoughts when Rowan rolled over and sat up.

“That was amazing.” Her smile was so big she thought her face was going to split.

“Aye.”

“No, I mean, that was seriously awesome. I… I don’t have words.” She made herself shut up before she sounded more stupid.

“Lass, are ye sure you’re alright?” Devlin sat up and got closer to her. Picking the leaves and small blades of grass from her hair, biding time before he told her what had happened. This was a precious moment, one he didn’t expect, and he wanted it to last a wee longer.

“Why do you keep asking that? I feel great. As a matter of fact, I’ve never felt this good in my entire life.” Watching the birds fly in and out of the trees, she let out a small laugh, “I feel free!”

Aye, that she would
, he thought. In the act of their love making, Rowan had become one of the Fae.

Helping her get dressed, Devlin struggled with how exactly to tell her that she’s changed into something other than human. He knew she had magic, but Fae magic like this was most unexpected. There are many types of magic out there in the world: old, new, black, white, learned, inherited, strong, weak. Devlin thought that Rowan’s magic was inherited and silently strong. He was very wrong.

The power shining in her eyes now proved that Rowan was not just Fae, she was part Sidhe, and that comes from old magic - magic as old as his own. Trying to figure out how to tell her without spooking the lass, he remembered the conversation they’d just had about his age a few hours ago.
And that went so well,
he grimaced. Devlin figured the best approach would be a direct one, though it was not going to be easy.

“Lass, come with me for moment.” He led her over to one of the reflection pools that were so often found in the Faelands. Urging her to take a step closer and look down, her eyes reflected powerful moonbeams that shined like bright emeralds.

Startled, Rowan got on her hands and knees for a closer look. Oh dear God in Heaven, what happened to her eyes? Panic stricken, she looked at Devlin for answers and he stayed quiet. Rowan couldn’t deny the magic that pulsed through her body now. She was filled with a thousand hummingbirds and was shaking from the pure thrum of power pulsing inside her. It was thrilling and frightening all at once.

“My eyes don’t look human anymore. What’s the matter with me, Devlin? What’s happened?”

Rowan touched her face as she stared at her reflection. Devlin tried to explain, but in the end, he really had no answers. They got dressed in silence, both their minds whirling with questions and worries and they walked out of the fairy mound much like they’d walked into it: Rowan upset and Devlin trying to seek a way to make things better.

Back at the house, Ava was playing music loudly and dancing in the kitchen. Adam was going over old books of Fae and Druid spells that Devlin kept; he was trying to figure out what their next step should be. Adam was concerned they may need to call for more Sidhe Warriors to aide them in this battle, but it had been so long since he stepped into his homeland, or any other Faeland for that matter, he wasn’t sure who was trustworthy or loyal enough to ask for help, if anyone at all.

The back door opened and slammed shut. Rowan was mumbling to herself as she walked through the kitchen and into the living room with the plan of finding a bathroom to hide in until she could calm down.

Adam dropped the large leather bound book onto the floor when he caught sight of her face. What in the name of St. Brigid happened? With lightning speed, Adam stood in front of her, blocking her path and bringing her to a halt. Adam stared into two sparkling eyes shining like green fire. He spun his head around and glared at a worried looking Devlin. The look said that this was entirely his fault, which gave Devlin another layer of guilt because he couldn’t argue.

Ava bounced in to see what all the hub-bub was about when she clapped her hands over her mouth and she squealed with joy. This was excellent. Excellent indeed! “You’ve bonded!” she exclaimed practically doing a boot-scoot-and-boogie up to Rowan for a better look. For good measure, she tilted Ro’s face up to hers and watched the green gems dance in the light. “Aye, you most certainly did. Twice!” With another squeal of delight she clapped her hands together.

Well this was awkward. Rowan’s face was turning scarlet and Devlin was raking a hand through his hair nervously. Without a word, Rowan marched out of the room and slammed the bathroom door.

“What the hell happened?” Adam barked.

“Without sounding too cliché, it just happened Adam,” Devlin’s voice was dangerously low. It was the truth, but now he was beginning to feel angry about it. Devlin had acted on impulse and now the woman he loved, yes, loved, was wailing away in the bathroom scared and confused and it was entirely his fault. Devlin sat down on the plush sofa with a huff. Burying his head in his hands, he had no excuses for what transpired.

“It just happened? How does something like that
just happen
? Did you trip and fall in by accident?” Adam’s fury was rolling off of him in icy waves. Now was not the time to fuck, it was time to fight. To kill. To have their long sought after revenge. How could Devlin have let lust get in the way of what must be done? Adam’s sarcasm was as thick as molasses with a bitter bite and Devlin stood up and decked the Sidhe square in the jaw for it.

Before things got out of hand, Ava reared up and grabbed them both by the throats; it was time for her Divine Intervention side to go to work.

“Listen to me, both of you. Adam, this is what the Fates have wanted. Rowan needed to break down the walls that she has spent her lifetime building to protect herself. She needed to give herself fully, release it all, and destroy what she was to become who she’s meant to be.” She gave Adam a challenging look, as if to dare him to argue with her on the matter. “Now that her Fae-side has been released, we have a better shot at destroying the Shadow Lord. She is part Sidhe, she is strong.”

No one made a move or tried to argue so she released the two warriors and looked calmly over to Devlin. “’Tis a good thing, love. Rowan has great power in her and without setting it free, she wouldn’t stand a chance with what is meant to be done.”

The way she spoke you’d think Rowan was a wee lamb about to be sacrificed. Devlin didn’t like it. “She’s a woman, Ava, not a weapon or a sacrifice.”

Without another word, Ava smoothed the rumples from her tunic and marched out of the living room in search of Rowan. She wasn’t going to get into an argument with Devlin on what or who Rowan was. He’d find out in time. They all will.