"Syn…." He wasn’t sure what was happening and maybe I was having a mental breakdown, but I knew he would pick up the pieces.
When I couldn’t laugh anymore, I rose up and pushed him over onto his back. I straddled his hips and lowered my mouth to his and nibbled his bottom lip, before kissing it gently as he growled his approval. I kissed his neck while my neither region rubbed the moisture he had created over his glorious hard cock.
I knew he wouldn’t allow me to tease him for very long, his cock throbbed with need already. He growled low in his chest as I kissed down his jawline and then lower as I worked my way down his body nipping and then kissing him, until I rested above his cock. I flicked my tongue playfully, enjoying as his hips came off the bed for more attention as my own had just done for him moments before.
I took him into my mouth, caressing him with my tongue as he growled and rocked his hips. His hand grabbed my hair and forced himself further inside my mouth, until I pushed back up and took more and then I felt it, a tingle inside of me that demanded to be let loose on him. It wasn’t dark or cold, it was intense and animalistic and yet it wouldn’t fully allow me to take from him and feed. I met his encouraging stare and continued to take him in my mouth, watching as his head dropped from where he had gone up on his elbows for support so he could watch me as I took him in. He growled and then cried his release as he came inside my mouth.
I didn’t stop until he was on his back moaning, it was empowering to know I'd satisfied a glorious beast such as him. I'd made his legs tremble until he exploded. I climbed up his body as he had done to me and watched his as his eyes met mine, sated and yet still glowing. I smiled as I felt him grow hard again.
He rolled me over beneath him and entered me slowly, his eyes watching me as I accepted him. It was intimate, as if our souls had connected in that moment of time. And nothing else outside this room mattered, "You are mine Synthia, if any other feeds from you he will die, do you understand what I am telling you?" He drove himself to the hilt inside of me ripping a gasp of pleasure from deep in my chest.
"I belong to no one," I said wrapping my legs around him as he prepared to pound inside of me punishing me for disobeying him days before.
"Wrong, I'm claiming you Syn. Right now, right here, you are mine."
He pulled out, his eyes glowing fire as his brands pulsed beneath his skin and his hair rustled as if a wind had just swept through the room. He pushed himself in and out until everything inside of me once again starting to build towards another climax. I met his thrust, kindling the fire until it exploded and left me shaking as I held on to his shoulders as he pounded into me, until the only sound in the room was his flesh meeting mine and our mutual screams of pleasure.
The obsidian ring surrounding the gold in his eyes bled over and expanded until his eyes were black pools. He spoke in a strange language which sent a ripple of power pulsing through the room and through me as well. He threw his head back as he found his own release and sagged until his forehead rested on mine as we gained control of our breathing.
We lay there for minutes neither of us wanting to break the silence, the serenity that came with release. I reached up with my mouth and kissed him, knowing I wouldn’t get many more chances to. I was going to turn a new chapter and I wasn’t sure where it would lead me. I intended to help him with the details he'd mentioned in the contract renewal I'd signed, but that wasn’t for a few weeks.
When I redressed and waited for him at the door, I peeked at him from beneath my lashes, he was so beautiful, masculinity mixed with a sexual allure most magazines would pay millions to photograph. And he'd been mine even if it was only for a little while. I swallowed the urge to wrap my arms around him.
He shoved his arms into the sleeves of his new shirt since I'd ripped the buttons off of the one he'd been wearing when we'd arrived in the room. He lifted his head and met my eyes. Something showed from within—something dangerous. I blinked and it was gone, as if it hadn't been there. But I'd seen it, he wasn’t Dark Fae, he wasn’t any kind of Fae I'd ever heard of before. He was an unknown—that I'd just allowed to feed from me.
"Something…wrong, Pet?" He asked as he closed the distance between us slowly as if he was stalking prey.
"Thank you Ryder, for teaching me to feed," I said ignoring the fact that I'd caught a glint of something pacing inside of his golden depths as if it was caged inside of him, or worse. A part of him.
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She blows my fucking mind. I expected a succulent sample and got a glorious feast instead. She fed my inner beast. He gorged on her glory, until I had to fight him for control. He wanted her, fuck did he want her!
She amazes me. She consumes my mind when she shouldn’t. I've fucked thousands of women, none of them come close to how she tastes, or the bloody fucking gasps she makes when I enter her sweet pussy. Those sexy fucking noises drive me insane with need. Drive him insane with it.
Glorious mind fuck, it took me going in, to bring her out. She came out stronger, not broken and shattered, as so many who fold into their minds do. She went through hell, she watched someone she loved die and she learned from it, grew stronger because of it.
She showed no fear, as I fed. She didn't succumb as the others normally do, no one has ever asked for more from me. No woman has fully satisfied my hunger before—ever and yet she just fucking did. She gave until I was full and then demanded I take more. Never before since my Transition has that happened.
Her eyes colored, glowing enough to show their true beauty. And that she's full Fae, full fucking Fae. Hidden from us, kept secret. She's royal to her sexy fucking core, her eyes the most beautiful one's I have seen, glow with the feeding. And she tried beautifully, like a fucking Goddess. She's going to be wild in her Transition and I plan to enjoy her when it happens. She will be mine, brought over by me alone, my cock inside of her, fucking her, tasting her.
Impossibly clueless and yet so fucking smart and beautiful. So fucking mine. I branded her, couldn’t stop myself and couldn’t stop the beast. She saw him, at a glance she saw him push to the surface as he demanded to be let loose, to show her his beauty.
Her body begs for my touch, my mouth, my fucking cock. She takes everything I give, demands more and gives everything back. She's pure, her touch excites me, makes me feel like an untried youth about to explode in his fucking pants.
Her mind is my temple, one I want to examine at leisure. See how she thinks, what she wants. How she gets knocked down and gets right back fucking up without thinking twice, she comes up swinging, harder, smarter and changed.
If the rest of the fucking Fae had half her heart, we wouldn’t be in this fucking mess, our world would be safe. Our children would be thriving instead of dying before they can Transition. Her children would be fierce, loyal and a fucking force to reckon with. My children.
I smile at her and watch her eyes narrow. So fucking smart, she knows I'm plotting, planning. She's waiting for me to fuck up, to see what I am. More so now that she's seen him pacing inside my head, rattling his fucking cage to get her. Soon, soon she will be ready for him.
Soon she will help me track down those who are trying to kill my world, while I hunt down the one I seek, the one who can heal my world. She may hate me when it is over, I'll face that when we get there. Until then, I plan to make her mine in body and soul.
Thirty Nine
My parent’s house was the same as it had been when I had left as a child. Pictures of the three of us covered the shelves my father built, while symbols from the Witches rituals were etched in the thick wood walls. We'd eventually have to redo it and add new wards. Not that any of the other wards had been helpful since Ryder and Joseph had both walked right though them.
I stared at the front room. The furniture had been removed and new stuff now sat in its place. The only thing that was the same were the walls and the symbols that adorned it. We'd no sooner told Ryder that we planned to move out of the apartments and back into m
y parent's house that I owned, than he'd sent his men transferring mine and Adam's belongings to the yard, while Alden had some of the Warlocks from the Guild moving it inside.
"You cleaned," I said noting that the floors had been redone and yet there was no smell of polish inside the room. "Tsk tsk, you used magic to clean Alden. I'm impressed."
He smiled and crinkled his nose as his eyes sparkled at his mischief. "I didn't want you to have to do it Syn, you've been through enough."
I grinned, "You heard I was moving in here," I said not knowing who would have told him we were moving in to this old house.
I didn’t have long to wait as Adam came in from the same direction Alden just had. He smiled but it no longer reached his eyes anymore. "I called Alden, asked for a little help getting rid of the old stuff," he said.
"You two could stay at the Guild until this place is ready Synthia, your still family no matter what anyone says," Alden interjected.
"Alden, I'll be okay here. I know now that I was a just a kid. I couldn’t save them anymore then I could have saved—" I swallowed as tears rushed to my eyes, "No more than I could have saved Larissa. I can't live in the past anymore. I can't keep blaming myself for everything. I've been told it's unhealthy by a very smart man." I winked at Alden who stood next to Adam, both of them with their mouths slightly open at the statement.
"Synthia, I may not say it a lot, hell I may not ever say it. But I'm proud of you girl. To be honest I thought you'd never stop blaming yourself," he smiled, his eyes sparkling with unshed tears. Larissa's death had hit us all hard and had left no one untouched by the loss of her gentle soul, "Listen, I talked to the elders at the Guild. We can't keep you on as an official Guild member, but we can always use a freelance team if you're interested."
I nodded but it wasn’t a confirmation, I wasn’t sure what the future held. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be part of the Guild without a coven. Without Larissa. I couldn’t even think about it right now, let alone agree to it. "I think we're okay for right now Alden, time off might be the best thing right now. Adam?" I asked since I couldn’t speak for him.
"I signed on with Ryder," he whispered meeting my shocked reaction with a sheepish grin. "Syn, we need them now."
"I signed so you wouldn’t have to Adam, why the hell would you do that!?" I screamed loud enough for the Fae outside to hear. Zahruk popped his head in from the threshold, eyes scanning the room for an axe murderer.
"Everything okay?" He asked ignoring me and looking at Adam.
"No!" I stomped my foot grabbing his attention, "You tell the fucking Fairy he better get his ass in here this instant and rip up Adam's contract or he's gonna wish he never met me!"
His eyes swung to Adam with pity as he backed up and went to go get Ryder. Ryder came in seconds later but Adam stood firm not letting either of us get a word in edgewise.
"Syn, this isn't your call. Not anymore, we're no longer a coven—fuck we're not even human! You don’t get to decide my life, I need this Syn and I'm not built like you. I don’t just take it in and put it inside a fucking box until my mind can handle it. I'm not fucking built like that and this fucking need to feed on top of everything else is already screwing with my head and we haven’t even Transitioned yet! I need this, so no. You don't get to decide my life any fucking more," he was yelling, but I could hear the tears shaking in his tone.
"Okay," I said swallowing slowly.
"Don’t fucking say—wait," Adam paused shaking his head as he rested his hands on his hips, "Did you just agree?"
"If it's what you want Adam, fine, I get it. We're changing. We lost…you lost Larissa and you need something to keep your mind off of it. I understand that. If you need time, I understand. Those are choices you have to make now. I'll be okay," I paused fighting to keep the tears in my voice from showing as he had done, we were good at hiding emotions, "I understand. I’ll be fine Adam, if you need to go—do so. I'll be right here waiting for you when you need me."
"That's not what I meant Syn," he whispered but walked out of the room with Alden close on his heels.
"He needs time, he was planning on asking her to marry him," Ryder said from where he stood beside the door.
I couldn’t stop the sob that escaped past my lips. Or the burning tears as they slid down my cheeks. They hadn't just been dating. They'd been in love. I'd been so fucking blind, I'd been more worried about how their relationship could affect our coven and he'd been in love.
I nodded and turned looking at the walls as I felt the slight tingle of magic. It wasn’t until Ryder walked further into the room that it exploded. Ryder gasped and fell to his knees. I rushed over to him but his angry look stopped me in my tracks as the room turned a violent crimson color as the walls pushed power out and into the room. Ryder's face filled with strain and anger as he ground his teeth together against the pain.
"Alden!" I screamed in fear, something was setting off the wards. A sinking feeling started in my stomach at the direction of my thoughts as my eyes settled on Ryder again.
"What?" Alden asked coming inside and cussing when he saw Ryder on the floor and red angry walls. "We have to get him out of here. Now."
We struggled with Ryder's weight, as if on cue Ristan came tearing into the house and picked him up and sifted outside. "What the hell just happened, Alden?" I gasped breathlessly.
"If I had to guess? I'd say your parents were worried with the Dark Fae coming in and taking you away," he said as his eyes went bright with second sight as he examined the wards on the wall. "Wait, this says the Darkest Fae…or worse," he examined another symbol and shook his head, "This one might say Unseelie, but I can't be sure."
"As in the Darkest Faery, from the ancient times?" I asked, I was really beginning to get scared now.
He shook his head, "I can't be sure Syn. Your parents put these up before they brought you home. I don’t know where they even got these symbols from. I’ve never seen them before. They were protecting you from something Synthia, something bad."
"Alden, that makes no sense. Ryder doesn’t even know which caste of Fae I am. I don't get it, why all this fucking mystery over me?"
"Syn, be careful. They killed to get to you before and whoever it was walked through these wards," his eyes swept to the door and mine followed.
"Ryder? You think they were hiding me from him?" I whispered fervently.
He shrugged his shoulders, but I could see the fear creeping into his eyes. He shook his head. "Let's hope not Syn, not when he currently has a contract on you and now Adam. I need to take some pictures of these wards and view them back at the Guild."
I nodded and while he took out a camera and started taking pictures. I peeked out the window to where Ristan and Ryder were arguing silently across the yard with their hands moving and eyes angry. I'd have liked to have been able to hear them but I still couldn’t tap into any magic and I wasn’t about to try to tap the leyline and see if whoever killed my parents came running to answer the call.
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Adam had been in and out of the house for the last few days, coming and going without a single word. He was adjusting to life without the woman he loved. I was adjusting, or more to the point, I was trying to get Ryder out of my head and move myself back into a normal routine. It had been a little over a week since we moved in and things still made no sense. Adrian had been checking in us through the week, and nothing kept my mind off Ryder.
I was in the shower when Adam came in and hollered that he was back from where ever he had gone. I smiled sadly, but at least he’d said something. I was beginning to think he was going mute on me. He'd probably gone to the cemetery again. It was where I had gone when I needed to feel close to Adrian when I had thought he’d died. I grabbed the bar of soap and started to lather my body when I felt a slight twinge and then a burning sensation on the right side of my lower stomach near my hip.
I looked down and screamed, angry red flesh that felt as if it was on fire met my eyes an
d then turned black and crimson. Adam came in, throwing the shower curtains open even as I grabbed it to hide my nudity from him. "What are you doing!?" I screamed as he stood staring at me.
"Fuck you smell good, so fucking good Syn," he growled.
I met his eyes and flinched from the heat in them, emerald and lime green sparkled back at me, glowing. He was hungry. As in Fae fucking hungry. "Adam back up, now."
"I can't, fuck, I'm so hard Syn. Just need to taste you, just a little taste baby, please. I’m so fucking hungry!" He snarled just before he lunged at me.
I kicked him in the balls and ran to my bedroom throwing the door closed and locking it. He was pounding on it within seconds. "Shit, shit, shit! Go away Adam!" I shouted running for my phone and dialing Ryder's cell.
He was the only one who could help him, but he couldn’t even come inside the house. Zahruk answered the phone. "Syn, bad timing."
"Fuck the timing! Adam's chasing me around like I'm a fucking chicken," I shouted as more pounding erupted from the door.
"What do you mean he's chasing you?" Zahruk's voice grew tense.
"He said he needed to taste me, I don’t want to hurt him Z. I need help. Now and you owe me."
"Can you get out of the house?" He replied calmly.
"I'm standing in my bedroom wearing a freaking shower curtain."
"I'm sending Ristan now," Zahruk said before the line went dead.
The door splintered and Adam's arm came through it. He tried to find the handle from the gaping hole he'd just created. I hung up looking around the room I'd used as a child. I'd left my overnight bag inside the bathroom and everything else was still in boxes downstairs.
"I need you Syn, just a taste," he growled as he gave up on finding the knob and started kicking at the door in. Pieces of wood went flying as he pulverized it and gained entry.
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