Before I can protest, Tyler speaks up. “Our main concern is you. You’ve been through a lot. Get some rest, we’ll see to your sister, and we’ll leave in a few hours.”
I sit back, fuming in silence and trying to think until Jacob comes over and starts massaging my shoulders again. It’s something in his touch. It’s both reassuring and arousing at the same time. “That’s what I thought, doll. You’re wound up like a spring. I can understand. You’ve had a day for the record books.”
“What are you doing?” I ask, biting my lip. Jeez he’s good, and whether it’s magic or not, I like it. “Guys, you don’t seem to understand . . . my sister, this city, all I want to do is keep them safe. Even if she’s fine now, something is going down. You don’t know what could happen.”
“I get that. You’ve made that clear,” Jacob says, his hands continuing. “But take a moment to relax. That’s all I’m doing.”
“Easier said than done,” I murmur as Tyler comes over and gets down on his knees. Slipping my boots off, he starts massaging my feet, his touch just as good as Jacob’s. Noah smiles and sits down next to me, taking my hand and sending tingles down my spine. “Though this . . . this feels good.”
“Relax, Eve,” Tyler says, his voice trembling with desire and warmth. He’s so . . . youthful, eager, and intense. Wait, did I just think of a man over four hundred years old as youthful? Either way, his thumbs are magic. “Let us take care of you.”
I moan at their touch, my body immediately responding. God, their hands feel so good. My sore body unknots, my blood seemingly filled with relaxing particles as Jacob moves up my neck to my temples and scalp, even massaging my earlobes. “Oh,” I moan, my pussy starting to dampen and my stomach fluttering. “That feels wonderful.”
My eyes start to close and I start to feel drowsy. It would just be so nice to just lie back, relax, and . . .
“Wait!” I say, fighting off their spell and jumping to my feet, nearly kicking Tyler in the face. He rolls backward quickly, though, his face clouded.
“Sorry,” I apologize quickly. “All three of you . . . that felt wonderful, and thank you. But while I appreciate everything you guys have done for me, I have something I have to do.”
“Eve, half the city’s ready to string you up, and based on your past, the other half probably wouldn’t help you either,” Jacob points out.
“Be that as it may, I’m not leaving until the vampire threat is neutralized. I’d never forgive myself if I left Alyssa, knowing vampires could be taking over the city.”
Before the others can say anything, Cole steps forward. “Your love for her is admirable, and your sense of duty is commendable. But you’re coming with us and that’s final. We checked Alyssa. She’s not Fae blood. She’ll be fine.”
“No!” I growl, planting my fists on my hips and staring back at Cole. “You don’t have any idea what you’re talking about! She’s not blood, but she’s family!”
Emotions start to boil over inside me and I feel like I’m losing control. I stare at the four of them, my body coursing with an overload of everything’s that’s happened. Jacob looks at me with that deep burning gaze of his, his muscular chest heaving. “Eve, you—”
“None of you understand what it’s like to one day wake up and not know what’s going on with yourself! And then to blow someone’s head up and be crucified for it, and then you expect me to go off to some strange land instead of doing what I swore to do, protect this city and protect my sister? I failed her once. I won’t fail her again!”
I look at each of them, pleading with them. “Do you know how it feels, in one second to have everyone think you’re a murderer and now one of the bad guys? Everything in your life that you worked so hard for,” I continue, snapping my fingers in front of Cole’s eyes, “gone! Just like that!”
“I know something of it,” Cole says. He’s quiet, his intensity and honesty not helping me. “But we have duties to perform too.”
As I glare into his golden eyes, I can feel the room start to shake. The whole building feels like it’s swaying, and the sofa starts to jitter as it moves across the floor. In the kitchen, glasses and cups fall from the racks, scaring me. I’m so angry, so terrified . . . “Oh, God, no. How . . . how do I stop this?”
In the blink of an eye, Cole grabs me, taking me down to the floor in some kind of maneuver. They all surround me, burning looks in their eyes. I think they’ve had enough and realize that the world, and their realm, would be safer if I was just dead.
It’s crushing, and I close my eyes, tears forming. “I understand.”
Chapter 19
Eve
The moments drag on, and I’m painfully aware of the last moments of my life passing . . . but nothing happens. I can feel Cole holding me down and the sound of the four of them breathing hard, probably getting ready to kill me. If there’s any debate, it’s probably who’s going to do the dirty deed.
“What are you waiting for?” I growl between gritted teeth, but suddenly, I feel Cole’s lips on mine, burning into me as his hands shift from holding me down to pressing against me with a totally different intention. My body trembles, something that’s been getting worse and worse. Suddenly, the trembles start receding, like the energy is being converted into something else . . . something hotter and more primal.
I feel like all my destructive rage is dripping out of me. Slowly, the terror is being turned into something brighter.
My eyes fly open as Cole strokes my face, nibbling on my lip until I open up and his tongue invades my mouth. My body almost immediately catches fire as he strokes me. I moan, overwhelmed not with anger or rage, but simpler, equally intense base emotions.
Desire . . . and maybe even joy? Either way, it feels like fire. My body’s burning, Cole’s fingers sending smoldering trails of heat through my skin that work their way deep inside me to my stomach and make my pussy ache. “Cole . . . what are you doing?”
He lifts his head, rolling so that we’re side by side. This close, I can see the golden specks in his eyes whirl and move, like fireflies dancing in the sunset, my desire reflected in his own gaze. “We are releasing some of the tension in your body. Your powers want free. This will safely release some of that internal pressure.”
As if I needed an excuse. My hormones have been a raging inferno since I met him and his three friends. He brings a hand up to stroke my breast through my shirt, and the embers in my belly stoke, flames licking at my heart and between my legs. My pussy, which hasn’t felt a man’s touch in far too long and is already wet just being around these four, seems to jump in anticipation. “H–how?”
“By releasing the other part of your Fae nature,” Cole whispers, nibbling along my neck. “The side that needs sensuality as much as you need air.”
Dimly, I’m aware of what he’s saying, but his lips on my neck feel so good, I’m almost stunned. “Huh?”
“By fucking you until your body is totally, completely satisfied,” Jacob explains, smirking as he pulls his shirt off. “Trust us, doll. You’ve never had anything like this before.”
“But . . . can you help me?” I ask, my heart racing as Cole tugs at my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. “Can you make me—”
“All that, and more,” Cole reassures me, his eyes so honest that I cannot argue. I seem unable to resist, my body crying out that regardless of what my brain may want, it wants release, and these four faeries are just what the body ordered . . . if I can handle them.
Jacob just grins and touches my ass, the last of my resistance melting away as he kisses along my neck, his hard body pressed against me. “Just relax, doll,” he whispers in my ear as Cole undoes my bra. “You need this . . . and it feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Mmm,” I moan in reply as Cole captures my nipple. My eyes flutter closed, it’s so overwhelming, but as the sensations flow through me, I start to understand each of them at a level I never anticipated.
Noah’s the easiest, his overwhelming size and stre
ngth tempered with a gentleness as he pulls me into his lap, his cock pressing against my panty-covered mound as his hands hold me still, grinding against me until I open to see him smiling at me, and I lean down, kissing him deeply. Massive, strong, a gentle giant who’ll be the rock I could lean on for a lifetime, always dependable, slow to anger, but once aroused, an unstoppable force of nature. I swirl my hips against him, grinding against him as he sucks on my nipples, his tongue rough and thrilling. I groan, my clit throbbing as I feel him slide over me until I shudder, gasping as a sweet, intense orgasm rolls through me.
Tyler moves in, rolling me onto my back before kissing and exploring me with feather-soft kisses, letting Noah and Cole deal with my upper body while he eases my pants off before offering soft licks between my legs. His tongue flutters over my nerves, and I cry out, grinding my hips against his eager mouth. Tyler, his nerves so calm but his devotion as deep as the oceans themselves. Shy, with untapped currents. He makes me scream his name as he keeps going, licking me to a second orgasm that has my body almost convulsing.
All the urge for destruction is gone, replaced with overwhelming pulses of joy and light. My eyes are closed again when I feel two sets of hands touch me at once, one spreading my legs as another presses against my ass. They’re so similar, both Alpha males in the highest sense of the word.
Cole looks into my eyes as his long, thick cock pauses at my entrance. I shake my head, and he starts to pull back, but before he can think I’m not wanting it, I push him over, mounting him and sliding him deep inside me with one long roll of my hips. Something has lit a fire inside me, and I’m going to show them I can give as good as I take. “Holy fuck,” I gasp as he fills me in a way I’ve never experienced before.
“Your pussy is amazing,” Cole moans as I roll my hips, squeezing him. He reaches up, cupping my breasts as I ride him, giving me total control. It’s Cole . . . so strong, a natural-born leader with a deep well of sadness at his core. His eyes, though, are filled with wisdom, telling me that he somehow knows about my own pain and sadness. Regardless, with every clench of my pussy, I tell him that it’s okay, that sharing our pain somehow makes it dissolve, and he responds, thrusting up into me until my head is filled with light.
“There’s one more,” a teasing voice says behind me, and I turn to see Jacob, his cock standing out proud and hard. “You don’t want to miss what you really need, do you?”
I grin, sliding off Cole to take Jacob’s cock in my hand and pull him to his knees as I bend over, looking back at Cole. “All three of us, together,” I moan as Cole lines himself up. I look over at Tyler and Noah, whose cocks are standing up as they jack themselves slowly, and I feel a wave of tenderness for them. They’ve given me so much . . . but my body can’t take much more.
If someone had told me a month ago I’d be doing this, I’d have shot them. Now, all I can think of is how amazing it feels and how I can’t seem to get enough. Jacob’s cock is sweet and tangy, oozing precum that makes me hungry for more while Cole holds my hips, pounding me from behind. His cock rubs over my G-spot with every stroke, and his stamina is otherworldly, my already orgasmed body taking everything he has, yet still, he gives me more. I look up into Jacob’s eyes, understanding him too as he pumps his cock in and out of my hungry mouth. As Alpha as Cole, but different in that he’s the independent type. Loyal to those he cares about, he doesn’t want to be a leader. He wants freedom and joy, laughter and light.
My orgasm builds inside me, and I squeeze around Cole, letting him know even as I moan around Jacob’s cock. My pussy clenches as I come, moaning with the biggest orgasm of my life as he and Jacob come at the same time, filling me front and back with thick, delicious faerie seed. I feel two more warm spurts on my back, and Jacob holds my head on him. The world starts to become a haze except for the sensation of being held by four sets of arms, safe and secure.
I can’t have been out long. My body is still covered in sweat when I open my eyes, seeing that my head’s nestled on Cole’s lap. Looking down, I see that each of the men—my men, a voice whispers in my head—is touching me in some way, and incredible joy fills my heart.
“That was something else.”
Cole smiles knowingly, and I giggle. “What the hell’s going on? I feel like I’m floating on apple-flavored cotton candy.”
Jacob, who’s lying back with my hand on his thigh, sits up. “Don’t worry, it’s a side effect of being dosed with faerie cum.”
“What?” I ask, struggling to sit up. Cole helps me while Tyler, who’s been holding my feet with Noah, gets me a warm washcloth. “Thank you. But, Jacob, what do you mean?”
“We might not have the magic you do, but we have another. Our cum is . . . well, contact with it makes you happy. The more you take, and the more internal it is, the greater the effect.”
“And it goes both ways, it seems, at least with you,” Cole says before chuckling. “I’m feeling a little, uhm . . . weird.”
“You’re right. Holy shit!” I reply, jumping up and throwing my hands out. “Woop-woop!”
Cole cracks a smile. “Perhaps we might have given you a bit too big of a first taste.”
“You certainly gave me something big,” I reply, looking down at Cole’s cock. But as soon as it came, my high starts to fade. I stop and sit down on the couch. “Hey, that sure doesn’t last long,” I grumble.
“It’s not meant to. It’s for the afterglow after sex. Fairy sex is an act of extreme pleasure and joy,” Cole explains, his smile fading but still there slightly. “Sex for us . . . it’s a joyous act. You have something that is just as important for us, a reflection of the joy as well. It’s that light that’s a byproduct of who we are, and it comes out of us.”
I frown, feeling something weird sweep through me as the reality of everything that happened crashes down on my shoulders and makes a tear come to my eye. “The downer from this shit is no joke. You four give me joy . . . and all I can seem to do is create death and misery.”
“No,” Cole says, glancing at the others, who nod. “There is so much more to you, Eve. There is so much that is vital, so much light inside you that you don’t see right now, but it’s there. Don’t blame yourself for today’s missteps. If anything, it was my fault. I failed you.”
I shake my head, wiping away a tear. “I’m going to have nightmares forever. Y–you don’t understand. I’ve had to kill a paranormal before, but not a human. He was so young and he wasn’t threatening my life.”
“Judging by what you said, he deserved his fate,” Noah says quietly. “I wouldn’t waste your tears on him.”
“Back to that. Don’t think this changes anything. I meant what I said. I have to take care of things before I leave.”
They stare at me, and Cole sighs while Jacob chuckles. “Face it, Cole. It looks like we’re doing this, one way or another.”
They all seem on board, and I feel a buzzing in my head. Something tells me they’re communicating telepathically, but to me, it’s like hearing just a light static, their messages cloaked to me.
Finally, Cole takes my hand and pulls me to him again. “Let us talk. In the meantime, however, you need some rest. Sleep, Eve. We shall protect you.”
Without even thinking, I’m already leaning against him. I’m suddenly so very tired. Sleep creeps over me as I feel Cole lift me, carrying me somewhere before laying me down on a bed. As I drift off, I hear him whisper in my ear, “Rest, uncrowned princess.”
Chapter 20
The Guardians
When Cole emerges into the living room after they’ve all washed up, Noah’s the first to break the silence. “I heard what you told her. Do you really feel that way?”
He waits, not sure how to respond. No Fae woman had ever taken him the way Eve did.
“I do,” he finally says. “It may not have been said in court, but we are not in Lunaria. It is well-known that only the noble lines carry the genes for power such as Eve has shown. For her, a Halfling, to show such tremendous power
. . . her lineage might even be stronger than the queen’s herself.”
Cole pauses, looking at his friends. What he’d just said was nearly blasphemy and in the court would get him stripped of rank or position, to spend the rest of his life as nothing but a low-born laborer. Here, things were different.
Finally, Tyler speaks. “So, what should we do?”
“We really should leave,” Jacob says, fidgeting a little. He didn’t know what the others felt during their intense sexual session with Eve, but Jacob had never been much more than a playboy for most of his life. He enjoyed his sessions with the comfort women because there was never anything there. They were Fae women who loved casually, but there’d never been anything deep behind it.
Eve was different. From the first moment he touched her, things went differently. The way she looked up in his eyes, the way she licked his cock as he pumped in and out of her . . . it sparked something inside him, and now he’s nervous.
Cole, though, seems to have taken that instant connection differently. “But she may have a point, although she might be thinking too small. She's focused on the effect a vampire uprising would have on New Haven, and more importantly, the safety of her sister. But it could be much worse, an example that could be repeated in other cities, other countries all over the world.”
“It would create chaos throughout the human realm,” Noah finishes.
“And that would have repercussions through both our realm and Hell,” Jacob admits, sighing. “So, what do we do?”
Cole finishes washing up, thinking while the other three finish getting dressed. “Noah, you and I shall hunt down the vampire menace. Jacob, you and Tyler stay here. While your knives would be useful against a vampire, you are also the best tight-quarters fighters . . . and Eve’s security is paramount.”
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