The Skye Trilogy: Isle of Skye, Isle of Night, and Isle of Dawn. * Bonus: Scrumptious Skye Confections Cookbook* (56 page)

BOOK: The Skye Trilogy: Isle of Skye, Isle of Night, and Isle of Dawn. * Bonus: Scrumptious Skye Confections Cookbook*
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Until of course I realized he may want to kill me.

“Lord Braonan, I’m delighted to meet you.”

“Not nearly as much as I am your highness.” he remarked

“Thank you so much for coming. I can’t wait to hear more about the Earth realm. When I was in Vermont at the North American Fae Reserve, I met your niece, Marilei.”

“Marilei is lovely,” he said evenly. “I take it you enjoyed your visit?”

“I wasn’t there that long but what I saw was charming.” I answered

The other man wedged his way in beside me and bowed. When he stood upright, I smiled in appreciation. Although blond hair surfer dudes weren’t my type, I was still too much of a woman not to admire this man’s beauty.

His sun streaked blond hair was short and spiky. His eyes were a dark honey brown and his lean, muscular body was on full display. He must have decided to go casual because he wore faded jeans and his white T-shirt molded almost indecently to his chest.

Polly was going to have a field day with this guy.

“Your highness, I am Lord Cual of the Water realm.” he said before lifting my hand and placing a kiss

“Lord Cual welcome to the island. I have heard that your island is quite picturesque.”

“It is indeed but not as beautiful as you.” he replied flirtatiously. I wondered if he and Riah were somehow related.

“Well, I look forward to hearing more about it.” I replied

“Do I not get an introduction?” a low sexy voice asked. I turned around and almost gasped. Even though, I would always think Mathias was the sexiest man in the world, this guy was definitely in the running for second place. Although he wasn’t quite as tall as Mathias, he still exuded confidence and power. His black hair was cut short with just a small sweep of bangs that fell over his forehead and his eyes were a dark, rich sherry color.

“Willa, this Lord Machall of the Fire realm.” Sidra answered

“Princess Willa, it is an honor to meet you. I am surprised that you haven’t traveled to Fairlia yet,” he said smoothly

“Lord Machall.” I responded. “I can’t wait to visit Fairlia. Unfortunately, I’m still trying to get acclimated here first.”

“The court at Fairlia will be waiting with baited breath for your visit I’m certain.” he said. “A young woman as beautiful as you will be in high demand.”

“That’s very sweet.” I replied. “Like I said, I’m looking forward to seeing the land of the Fae. I’m horribly curious about the way of the people and all the differences between my world and theirs.”

“I’m sure you will find Fairlia can offer you many more pleasurable activities than the Isle of Skye.” he said seductively.  Warmth began to spread through my body the second he started talking. Desire pooled into my belly as erotic images of Machall, and I filled my mind. I wet my lips as I focused on his mouth. I almost started to drift towards him before I suddenly blinked and stared around in confusion as a spicy scent filled my nostrils.

I stepped back away from him and moved closer to Mathias, who was looking at me in concern.

“Do you always use magic on girls you just meet Lord Machall?” I asked

He chuckled. “Only the ones I want.”

Oh, shit was my first thought. Mathias was going to kill him. I tried to ignore the roar and cursing I heard in my head and instead tried to focus on a way to diffuse the situation.

“Machall,” Sidra admonished. “You know better than to use your gifts on my granddaughter.”

“Forgive me your majesty and your highness.” he said contritely. “I was out of line.”

“It’s fine Lord Machall.” I answered. “But just so you know, next time you do that, I’ll knock your fairy white teeth out. Have a nice day.”

I deliberately turned my back on him and walked over to where Julia and Jeremiah were standing. Julia was staring at me with her mouth agape, and Jeremiah started laughing out loud.

“Well, this is definitely a reception to remember.” Jeremiah remarked. “Thanks Willa.”

“No problem. I live to entertain.” I said smartly before I grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and took a large swallow.

Over the next few hours, I deliberately ignored the Fae Lords and focused my attention on the rest of the Fae hierarchy. I was having a highly enjoyable conversation with my Aunts Breena and Carling when Mathias spoke to me silently.

Are you almost ready or do you wish to stay longer?

I am so ready it’s not even funny

I was saying goodbye to everyone when Sidra and Kelvin took me aside. “Willa, I was hoping maybe we can have some quiet time together. Are you free this evening?” Sidra asked

“I’m a little busy.” I said thinking of the fact I had to try to squeeze time in to feed my vampire Guardian/ mate before he ripped somebody to shreds. I also had to figure out a way to magically open four illicit paintings regarding weapons to kill a Fae Lord.

When I saw both of their faces fall in disappointment, I felt terrible. They just wanted to get to know me, and here I was blowing them off.

“How does brunch tomorrow at my house sound?” I asked. “Say around ten thirty in the morning?”

“That sounds perfect.” Sidra replied. Her face broke out into a big smile, and I felt a wave of relief.

“I for one am looking forward to seeing where you live, and I can’t wait to meet the famous Cupcake.” Kelvin said

“Great.” I replied. “I’ll see you then. Do you want to ask your daughters and their families as well?”

They both had exchanged a look before Sidra replied. “We would enjoy it if it were just us and maybe your parents?”

“That’s fine.” I said before saying goodbye and finally walking out of the garden.

Mathias, Riah and I were silent until we entered the Guardian office. When we entered the reception area, Riah looked at Mathias and raised his eyebrow in question.

“I’ll take over until the morning Riah.” Mathias responded curtly

“Come here Rocky.” Riah said before drawing me into a small hug. “You were magnificent.”

“Thanks.” I whispered back. For some reason, I felt tears pricking my eyelids. Now that the initial meeting was over with I finally relaxed enough and I was ready to either pass out or cry.

“I’ll see you in the morning,” he said before walking away

“Have fun with Julia tonight.” I called out. I grinned when he groaned with frustration and continued walking

By the time, Mathias and I reached his office I was full blown crying. Tears were running down my face, and my legs were shaking. I sank down into one of the stiff chairs in the corner and covered my face with my hands.

A few minutes later I felt a tissue before forced into my hand, and I took it gratefully. I didn’t even want to look at Mathias. I was embarrassed and I had no idea what had come over me.

“I’m sorry.” I apologized as I wiped my eyes and tried to calm down. I was pretty sure tears were right up there on Mathias’s ‘Things I Hate’ list.

“Willa.” he said as he sank down on his knees in front of me. “There’s nothing to be sorry about.”

“I don’t know why I’m crying.”

“I think stress might be the culprit.” he said dryly

“I feel so weak right now and I hate feeling that way.” I said before pushing him away and standing up to walk over to the desk.

“You mean you hate showing your weaknesses to anyone?” he asked. “I never would’ve guessed.”

Later on when I was alone I was going to analyze my actions. I knew I needed to do something to prove to Mathias and myself that I was strong. I also felt terribly guilty. I was disgusted with the way I felt in those moments when Lord Machall had me under a spell. I knew with absolute certainty that those images or feelings weren’t real, but I needed to wipe them from my mind.

“I wanted him Mathias.” I admitted. “He made me want him. He planted images in my brain of the two of us, and I wished that they were true.”

Mathias’s nostrils flared, and his jaw was flexing. I knew he was fighting for control. I walked back over to him and pushed him into the chair I had vacated.

“But it was false and you know how I knew that they weren’t real?” I asked him as I dropped to the floor

Mathias didn’t answer instead his eyes darkened, and he waited for me to continue. I slowly unzipped his pants before I spoke. “All those images of him morphed into you and I hate him for even trying to implant
himself in my fantasies.”

I took out his hardening penis and stroked his manhood leisurely before leaning down and taking him in my mouth. Up and over I licked and suckled. When I felt his hands push into my hair, I leaned down even more to take his length all the way into my mouth. I heard him groan and hollowed my cheeks to go more rhythmically. I teased his length with my tongue and mouth, fast at first before slowing down to a more leisurely pace.

“Don’t stop.” he said. His voice sounded like he was caught between agony and splendor. Pleasure surged through me as I peered up to sneak a glance at him. Mathias’s head was thrown back, and his face was screwed up in the sexiest expression I had ever seen.

Mathias for the first time had given up complete control to me. The power of having him at my mercy was exquisite. I could care less that my knees were starting to hurt from kneeling on the floor or that my jaw was beginning to ache from my almost restless exercise. Mathias had stripped off his stern mask that he always showed to the world. He was giving in to the basic primal need to orgasm. Right now this was his only objective, and I was going to give it to him the best way I could at this moment.

His unique, spicy scent was intoxicating. I felt a spasm rip through his body and the sound that rumbled through his chest made me moan. I felt my breasts swell with need, and I rubbed them against his leg to relieve some pressure against my swollen nipples. I cupped his balls gently and rolled them until I felt them tighten.

I pulled back and lightly blew little wisps of air all around his penis. I gently scraped my nails up and down from one end to another before returning my lips back over his swollen member. I picked up my pace and went wild with my mouth all over him.

“Fuck, Willa. I’m going to come.” His voice was rough and grating. He tried to push me away, but I thrust his cock even further down my throat until I felt his warmth fill my mouth. His entire body shuddered as I took all of his sweet juice. He muttered almost incoherent praise for my actions, but I wasn’t looking for that. If I could give even half the pleasure that he had already given me than I was happy.

I licked him until there was nothing left. I was somewhat taken aback that he was still quite hard and was fully capable of having sex with me right even after my overeager performance. But this wasn’t the time or place, and I was ok with that. I did this for him. I did this to show him that he was the only one I could see. If the most powerful witch or Fae Lord put a spell on me, I would still want him.

He pushed me down to the floor so quick I could barely let out a shriek. My dress was pulled up, and my panties discarded before I knew what had happened. I felt his fangs sink deep into my thigh near the juncture of my sex, and my hips started to buck. When he slid his finger inside of me, the orgasm that ripped through my body was instantaneous and powerful.

I was still coming down from the blanket of orgasmic haze when I noticed he had withdrawn his fangs and was looking at me thoughtfully.

“I would never in a million years ever think you were weak,” he said. “You have more balls than most of the men I’ve ever known.”

“That’s like the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

He got up and held out his hand. I stood unsteadily on my feet for a minute. My legs still were shaking slightly, and my hair was sticking out everywhere. We both managed to straighten ourselves up but not before a few hard kisses Mathias placed on my swollen lips.

As we walked out of his office, he grabbed my hand and kissed it. I was almost overwhelmed by the gentlemanly act. Maybe giving him oral satisfaction was the key to taming him. I shook my head at my trashy line of thought and continued walking.

“I’ll knock your fairy white teeth out,” he murmured. “That was a good one. I might steal that.”

“I aim to please.” I said saucily. The bounce was back in my step, and I was ready for the next challenge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Thirteen

 

“This is a giant waste of time, isn’t it?” I asked Mathias an hour later. We were holed up in the tower room. I made it about three inches closer to the paintings than last time before I almost passed out again.

“Julia said that you weren’t ready yet.” he replied

“But that’s just it. I have no clue what that means. What else is there for me to figure out?”

“Maybe you’re trying too hard.”

We both looked up when the door opened. My face broke out into a smile when I saw my grandfather and Gabriel. I had only seen him briefly at the reception, so this was a nice surprise.

“What are you doing here Pops?” I asked as I gave him a hug

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