Foxy Heart

by Rhys Lawless

  “No,” we both shouted at her as she started to leave.

  As much as it was torture having Easton remove himself from me and how badly I wanted to be inside him, we needed to get this over with so we could get on with our lives. There was all the time in the world to adore each other’s body and, if he was up for it, make all of each other’s fantasies a reality.

  Mother Red Cap came and joined us at the fire pit, and I painfully crossed my legs to hide my erection. She gave me a sly smile, and I remembered she was a mind-reading witch.

  Fuck. She must have heard all of my rampant thoughts about Easton and what I wanted to do to him. Not good.

  “Whenever you’re ready, you can cast the spell and start your new life together,” she said.

  “What are we going to do for housing and money?” Easton asked her.

  That was a very good question.

  Six

  Easton

  Pulling away from Troy was like pulling out from a competition I was winning. It was hard. But I had no choice. Being caught by Mother Red Cap was equivalent to being caught by my mom.

  No, actually, it was worse. Mother Red Cap was more mother figure than my mom, who I always felt more of a friend than a parent, probably because of her age. She’d only had me when she was sixteen, and she hadn’t managed to meet her mate to this day. She still held hope, however.

  Mother Red Cap offered me the spell while both Troy and I pondered what we were going to do. I might not care much about my sales assistant job, which I could potentially get again, even under a different guise, but I could barely afford to pay rent every month as it was. How was I meant to find a new home for Troy and me until we could get back on our feet? Especially if we couldn’t reach out to anyone we knew and reveal who we were.

  Sadness started to overtake me matched with desperation when Troy placed his hand on my knee and addressed Mother Red.

  “Do you have a laptop I can use? I can take care of the money problem straight away, before you cast the spell,” he said.

  Mother Red Cap bit her lip and smiled sadly.

  “If you do that my darling, the witch hunters might track you.”

  Troy shook his head and cut in.

  “No. It’s fine. I can make it look like the money was never even there to start with. I’ve been in their Headquarters and I’ve seen what they’re capable of and trust me, they could never trace anything back to me. That’s why they hired me. Because they’re useless with technology. And I’m a professional hacker.”

  My chest flared at his words, and I was so proud of him and his confidence against Mother Red Cap.

  Mother Red paused for a moment, taking his words in, before giving up and retrieving a laptop from her vintage looking desk.

  “I don’t have internet,” she told him gently when she passed it to him.

  “That’s fine.” Troy smirked and pulled his phone out.

  He opened the lid of the laptop and started typing like a maniac. If I didn’t know any better, I could have said he was possessed. But no, he was just that good with computers, and I couldn’t stop staring at him hard at work.

  It was so impressive how something so… mundane, so everyday, looked so fucking hot getting done by my mate.

  I looked at Mother Red Cap who smiled at me naughtily after glancing at Troy. I knew she could read my mind, but I was annoyed I couldn’t read hers.

  Whatever it was she was trying to tell me, I appreciated it. I’d known her all my life. My mom had introduced her to me as her mother had done before her. Mother Red had been around for more than a few decades. She was a powerful witch, and she had dedicated her life to the Nightcrawler community, knowing very well that the witches only cared about their own and did the bare minimum for the rest of the creatures in their command.

  She had seen me grow into the man I was today, and I had confided in her more than once about my frustration with not finding my mate. I’d always feared I’d end up like my mom and never get mine.

  And now, here I was, sitting next to my one true love, and I couldn’t be more excited to start my life with him. If only we didn’t have to leave our pasts behind and start completely anew.

  What would my mom think if I never visited this weekend and the weekend after? She loved me so much. I was her only kid, and she had dedicated her entire life to me. Would my grandma be there to pick up the pieces, or would she also collapse after my disappearance?

  What about the skulk? Would they go looking for me? And Lorelai? What would she do when she found out from Caleb that he had helped us? Would my best friend go looking for us, or would she assume the worst?

  So many variables and so many people left behind. I didn’t know how I could do that and stay strong.

  “Done. I’ve got all my savings secured and booked us into a hotel for the next week while we get everything sorted,” Troy said, and closed the laptop, handing it back to Mother Red.

  I stared at him, astounded at what he had achieved in a matter of minutes. Looking into his bright hazel eyes, I knew that whatever happened next, as long as I had him by my side, I’d be all right. We’d come through together. He was also leaving his family and friends behind. But we could be each other’s family to make up for the loss of the rest of it.

  We had to if we wanted to live.

  I rolled the spell in my fingers, feeling its magic seeping through, knowing it was stronger than any other spell I’d ever cast. Troy grabbed my hands to steady them and looked into my eyes.

  “Ready?” He asked.

  I nodded slowly and turned to Mother Red Cap to ask for the spell word. She offered it to me, and I spoke the words out loud with all my power. Enough power for the both of us.

  “Amor vincit omnia.” Love conquers all.

  The spell exploded into dust, covering us both in its darkness for long moments that felt like hours before seeping through us and only leaving a small residue at the spot between us.

  I looked at Troy and saw his beautiful eyes and sexy brows, the mouthwatering cheekbones. He was still the same. Of course he was. I was still the same to him.

  “How will we know it worked?” I asked Mother Red.

  In response, she passed me a handheld mirror that felt too precious to be in my hands, and when I looked inside the foggy surface, I saw a ginger man that was a few years older than me with dark brown eyes and chubby cheeks. That was definitely not me.

  Troy squeezed next to me and looked at himself, at both of us in there. He wasn’t much different in his coloring either, but his eyes were black and the features on his face molded in such a way to deem him unrecognizable. He also looked older than his real self.

  “I think you make a cute couple even with this disguise on,” Mother Red Cap said.

  Troy smiled at her and then at me through the mirror.

  “This will take some getting used to,” I muttered.

  Troy turned to look at me directly, and I was overwhelmed with his real beauty again.

  “There are lots of things that will take getting used to,” he smiled.

  Yes. Like being with each other. Forever. Nah. That wouldn’t take getting used to at all.

  I kissed him. It was a gentle kiss, the only one I could manage in front of the elder witch, but it was enough to ignite the fire inside me. And from what I could see in his glare, it had ignited his fire too.

  “We need to get going,” he said, and I agreed.

  We got up, and I looked at Mother Red Cap. “Thank you. Thank you so much,” I told her, and she got up to give me a hug.

  “Don’t lose hope, my dear child. You’ve got an exciting life ahead of you, but that doesn’t have to be the end of your past life,” she said to me, and then went to hug Troy. “Look after each other. You’re all you have. For now.”

  He kissed her cheek and thanked her, too, and then we went out the way we came through the torch-lit corridor and the brick stone door that hid in plain sight under the canal bridge.

  When
we were out of Mother Red Cap’s den, I grabbed Troy’s hand and squeezed it, and in response, he turned to kiss me. The fire that we felt back there came back tenfold, and before I could even deepen the kiss, Troy pinned me against the wall and pressed his body on mine.

  “I can’t wait to fuck you later,” he whispered in my ear.

  “Excuse me?” I said pushing him away. “Is it that obvious I’m a bottom?”

  Troy smirked.

  “No. But I assumed… since you’re my soulmate and everything,” he mumbled.

  I raised an eyebrow and pouted, but could only keep the charade for so long before I pulled him back into me and kissed his sexy mouth.

  “You know we don’t have to wait until later,” I murmured.

  “As much as I want to take you right here, in public, do you really want our first time to be under a stinking, dirty bridge?” he asked. “I believe our first time is when we finish our bond? Isn’t that what you said?”

  I couldn’t believe after everything we’d been through tonight and all the information overload, he remembered this part of our earlier conversation.

  I nodded, and he pulled me away from the wall and the bridge, tapping at his phone ordering us a taxi.

  “I managed to scrap the data on my phone and link it with our new bank accounts, but we’ll still need to get cards and IDs and everything else,” he explained as the cab he ordered came to a stop in front of us.

  “I’m impressed,” I replied, and we took off.

  It turned out he’d booked us a luxury hotel in the middle of Leicester Square, and moreover, the room was the presidential suite.

  “Ca-can we afford this?” I asked him.

  He pulled me into the room and closed the main door behind him. The view of London’s early morning skyline greeted us as we stood in the darkness of the room.

  “Yes. Yes, we can,” he said, and his mouth collided with mine so we could resume where we left off.

  From the privacy of our hotel room, I could get acquainted with his body with no fear of being interrupted. I could run my hands over his arms, and he could clutch my butt in his fists.

  He had been right. This was so much better from the safety and comfort of the hotel. I would have hated it if we’d done this out in that alley, right outside Mother Red Cap’s home nonetheless, instead of here. We had all the time in the world to fuck in all the public places and make fools of ourselves. But our first time, our bonding, had to happen here. In private.

  Our bodies crashed together, and his length ground on mine through our clothes which I desperately wanted to take off. But Troy kept my hands busy, putting them on his hair while he slid down my body with slow, steady kisses until he was kneeling in front of my dick. He pulled the zip down at a snail’s pace in an attempt to further torture me.

  When he took my dick in his mouth, I almost came on the spot, but I restrained myself. Our bonding couldn’t be a fucking premature blowjob. It had to be so much more than that.

  Troy’s tongue wetted every inch of my cock before he sucked on my balls and took my breath away.

  Yep. Definitely torturing me on purpose.

  He slipped my hard length into his mouth again and swallowed me down to the base until he gagged and released me.

  “You’re so fucking tasty,” he said.

  I grabbed his chin and made him look up at me, his gaze burning me with its passion.

  “I want to taste you too,” I told him, and I forced him back on his feet. After helping me take my pants off, we explored the rest of the suite and found the door to the bedroom.

  I threw him in bed and decided to torture him like he’d done to me. I trailed kisses across his torso and pulled his t-shirt off to admire his naked chest. Even though he wasn’t big and strong, or physically fit, his hairy pecs made my cock twitch and feel desperate to come all over it.

  I helped him unbutton his pants, pull them off, and take his underwear out of the way before settling next to his huge, thick cock that stood proud to attention in front of me.

  As desperate as I was to swallow it then, I avoided his length and kissed around it instead, making it jump at every touch. Troy wrapped his fingers around my hair guiding me to his cock, but I wasn’t ready to give in just yet.

  “Oh my fucking God. You’re killing me here,” he growled.

  “Good,” I told him, and I climbed back up to his chest to bite his hard nipples, first one, then the other.

  A moan escaped both our lips, and his hands pulled at my hair. I brought my mouth back to his, and he snogged me with raw passion, forcing his tongue into my mouth, our teeth clashing, our faces squashed from the need to be one.

  “I hate you,” he cried. “I hate you so much.”

  “No, you don’t,” I corrected him.

  “Suck my fucking cock already. Then I’ll think about it,” he shouted.

  I rolled my eyes and went back down on him. I opened my mouth and put his gland in my mouth without touching it or closing my mouth around it, giving him the illusion of a blowjob and the heat of my mouth without the actual thing.

  “You’re an asshole,” he cried.

  I laughed and finally did what my whole body had wanted to do from the moment I’d laid eyes on him. My tongue touched the skin of his dick and I took his length in slowly, familiarizing with its size and shape. He was so big my mouth ached from the stretch.

  Fuck. If he was making my mouth stretch, what would he do to my ass?

  Even the thought made me harder, and I sucked him frantically like our pants were on fire, which wouldn’t matter anyway since we weren’t wearing any pants anymore.

  Troy grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me up and away from his dick and back to his face, telling me how close he was.

  “I want to be inside you. Will you let me? Will you allow me to fuck you and come inside you?” he asked, his eyes full of need.

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I replied, and I turned around in bed so I could return to his dick to get it even slicker while he got my crease wet.

  He spat on my hole before using his tongue to spread the saliva evenly around. Then used a wet finger to open me up.

  I gasped when one finger turned to two, and two to three.

  “Fuck!”

  “Fuck, indeed,” Troy agreed. “I need to fuck you. Now. Before I come.”

  He pushed me off him and I turned around to sit the right way, right on his cock.

  His head pushed between my butt cheeks and I took a deep breath as it slid through my tight hole. Troy took me in his mouth as I panted and gave me more oxygen and strength to take him in.

  When he broke through my sphincter, I screamed. It wasn’t just because of how big he was. It was also because my insides felt on fire and Troy’s skin sizzled to the touch.

  For every breath I took, he exhaled, and every beat of his heart pounded not just in my head, but in my chest. The more he eased his cock inside me, the more connected I felt to him. It was like fitting two pieces of a puzzle together, although his piece barely fit in mine, and despite the newness of our relationship, I knew this was right where we both belonged.

  He drove his cock deeper inside me, and as if this wasn’t bliss enough, I felt his hot seed spill inside me and my breath caught while my own cock shot out cum on his hairy chest. Our hearts beat to the same rhythm and our eyes… oh our eyes burned bright into each other’s.

  Being with your soulmate was unlike anything I’d ever experienced with any of my previous lovers. This was a whole new level of lovemaking. This was a whole new level of heat and passion.

  I knew that wherever he went, I could find him, just as he could always find me.

  And it was reassuring knowing that if anything ever happened to either of us, despite how much our lives changed and leaving our families behind never to talk to them again, we could always find each other in a sea of strangers and enemies.

  And that thought made me feel at peace with myself for what was to
come next. Whatever rain or storm.

  Just as I realized that this moment was my premonition from earlier, I got another one.

  I couldn’t tell how far in advance it was, but Troy didn’t look much older, so I assumed it wasn’t that far into the future. We were surrounded by my skulk who were all introducing themselves to him, and he introduced himself to them by his real name. Not whatever name he would assume from today.

  And then, when all the foxes cleared, one remained. My mother. She took us both in her arms and cried happy tears. We were reunited at last.

  “Are you okay?” Troy asked me as I came back to the present.

  “Yes. I-I just had a premonition,” I told him, but I never told him what it was.

  Call me superstitious, but the vision was another one I was desperate to have come true, and I wasn’t going to jeopardize it.

  “Everything will work out fine,” was all I said, and he smiled at me.

  Of course it would. I was finally with my soulmate. Things would be more than fine. Things would be perfect.

  The adventure continues in Killer Heart, the first in the urban fantasy series Blade & Dust. If you want to find out how Wade, the scary witch hunter, and Caleb, the silver-haired witch, get together, overcome their differences, and go from literal enemies to lovers, then grab your copy on Amazon here!

  Happy reading, Rhys x

  Author’s Note

  If you enjoyed Foxy Heart then you’re in for a treat. The world of Troy and Easton and all the creatures that inhabit it is far from over.

  While I came up with these two characters to introduce the witches and the witch hunters to you, I actually fell in love with these two. And as with Easton’s premonition, you can be rest assured this is not the last time we see those two.

  The story continues where it actually started. With Caleb and Wade, the two main heroes of this world. But there’s so many more stories to tell, not just with witches and their hunters, but also with familiars, and vampires, incubi and even mermen.