fairy man came; he clasped her hips and fucked her like a wild cave
dweller. Slamming their hips together, his sacs emptied into her quivering
pathway.
She smiled, stretched her arms above her head. “Well…” What could
she possible say for the best orgasms of her life? Her body shivered as Carrick
removed his cock, lying beside her in the misty sunset. Shadows began to
claim the land and she could happily stay here for the rest of the night.
“Brook…”
She shifted her head, glanced at Wick. His lips landed on her belly
button, his tongue slowly slithering down her body. She tensed, ready for the
onslaught of pleasure. Sure enough, he found her clit and sucked her straight
toward crazy. She bucked and moaned as he held her thighs open. Carrick
laughed beside them, slipped his hand in hers as Wick brought her to a world-
class climax. She gasped, her heart throbbed when she laid her head against the
balcony floor. “Holy crap.” The words were breathy.
“Brook…I want to unite with you.”
Oh. “Oh…” Well now, she glanced at Carrick who still held her hand.
He had a smile on his face and leaned over her chest. Her nipples strained,
begged, and just when had she become so orgasm motivated? She glanced to
Wick and watched as he removed his loincloth. A giggle burst from her lips,
were all fairies so well endowed?
He grabbed his cock in hand and rubbed the tip precariously against her
clit. Then he lowered, mixed the head in her juices and Carrick’s dripping
sperm. “Wick…I would like that.”
Chapter Four
Had anyone ever died from orgasm overload? She wondered briefly
until Wick’s cock slammed home. Her body forfeited any thought that didn’t
involve sheer pleasure. He grabbed her hips and fucked her. Pelvis against
pelvis, cock head against womb, Wick exploded inside her body with raw
power. She screamed and Carrick quickly covered her mouth with his. The
whole world tilted, her body possessed by ecstasy as he slowed his pumping.
His cock shoved once more, fully inside, causing a burst of nerves to explode.
“Wick!”
He stilled, his breath warm puffs against her skin. They locked eyes,
and he pulled himself free of her sore pussy and laid beside her. She settled
into Carrick’s arms still trying to calm her erratic pulse as the mist slowed to
nothing.
“That, my dear Brook, was just to welcome you to our fairy kingdom.”
Wick placed a chaste kiss on her forehead, grabbed his loincloth and fluttered
away.
****
“Do you think the king loves Brook?” Bray adjusted her body, placed
her head atop Flance’s chest. Being the only female warrior was hard but at
least she wasn’t the only woman in this kingdom. If they appointed a new
queen, maybe things would change.
“Without a doubt…”
“Do you think it’s true…about the humans and babies?”
He remained silent, contemplated before answering her fragile question.
“It might be.” He ran his fingers through her coarse orange hair. “We’ve never
really had this conversation have we?”
She shook her head. They’d been together for one hundred and fifty
years, avoiding the subject of kids at all cost. How could two warriors care for
such an innocent being? “I’ve made up my mind…”
“I know you did…” He sighed and shifted so they faced each other.
“What did you decide?”
She gently clasped his hand. “We’ve been through some horrible
dates…” They grinned; the trolls had attacked on several occasions of their
making love. “…And battles. Even that dragon that tried to eat me on our
Union Celebration day…”
“That thing messed with the wrong fairy’s woman,” he said with a snarl.
She just smiled and nodded. After all, she killed it with knife to the
throat, but he thought his blade severed its spinal cord. His aim had been
completely off, but he’d never know. “My hero.” She kissed his forehead. “As
far as little baby fairies go, I want your
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