The Fae Queen’s Harem: A Reverse Harem Paranormal and Fantasy Romance (The Cursed Dragon Queen and Her Mates Book 3)

by Meg Xuemei X

  When we were alone in our suite, Elvey said quietly, “They still have feelings for you, Daisy.”

  I looked at him in horror and dismay. “How could you still speak for them?”

  “If they don’t, if they’ve truly been with that bitch, you wouldn’t be here right now. You’d have returned to being Furies.”

  “I don’t want their affection anymore,” I said.

  But both Elvey and I knew I was lying.

  Once you loved someone with the depth of your soul, you’d have to tear your soul apart to root them out.

  Elvey didn’t expose my lie. He simply gathered me onto his lap, his erection hard beneath my butt. We tore at each other’s clothes, shedding them as fast as our fingers would allow. He didn’t use magic to rid us of our clothing this time.

  “I’m going to unmake you with my eons of pent-up lust,” he said hoarsely.

  He lifted my hips and drove into my heat.

  He thrust and thrust, my pussy gloving his cock greedily, tightly, and I threw my head back against his shoulder.

  Every stroke hit my molten core until all I registered was our lust—hotter than hellfire—and pleasure that was not of this world. When I slammed down to his base again and again with an equally violent force, he called me his home, and it spilled my orgasm over the edge.

  I collapsed against him, but I knew we were not done.

  Elvey was intent on fucking me the entire night, intent on drawing orgasm after orgasm out of me.

  14

  I didn’t want the morning to come so soon, yet the dawn arrived nevertheless.

  I decided not to attend the court today. It would only sicken me to watch my former mates fight to worship my fatal enemy.

  I’d dreaded my dragon princes’ final betrayal, but now I was prepared for it. I was only waiting for the final blow to be delivered to me. My heart was a bloody mess, but I struggled to hold myself together. I had responsibilities to Elvey, my kingdoms, and my people. As a ruler, personal happiness wasn’t above all.

  Watching where things were heading to, I realized I had to come up with a backup plan. I needed to find a priestess and marry Elvey properly. I had to establish him as my king officially, so that when I was gone, he could take care of our people. I had no doubt that he would make a good king.

  You also trusted the dragon princes completely and look how that turned out, A cold voice rose to the back of my head, but I shoved it away.

  All I needed was to convince Elvey and make him vow to me that he would let me go once I returned to being Furies. Knowing him, it wouldn’t be easy. He wouldn’t put anything or anyone, including himself, above me. He wouldn’t sacrifice me for the world. Instead, he would burn the world for me. I’d realized that much when I’d once glimpsed into his soul.

  I’d have to trick him into an oath, so he would protect the two realms and have a life himself. Otherwise, he’d follow me to the end of the world, to the doomed planet Pandemonium, and watch me live out eternity as Furies.

  He would never leave me, not even after madness claimed me and I no longer recognized him, and attacked him constantly as the cursed beast of nightmare.

  I’d never let him suffer through that.

  I also needed to make him vow to rescue the dragon princes from Tianna’s bewitching power and deception and return them to the Oslan Dominion. They wouldn’t end up well if they remained with the viper.

  “Scheming so early in the morning?” Elvey’s rich, masculine voice purred in my ear.

  He’d been awake, yet he didn’t stir, wanting to hold me in his arms as long as he could.

  I turned my head on his solid, muscled chest. How I loved to wake up with him, having his warmth and intoxicating pure male scent basking over me.

  My fingers traced from his chest to the hard plane of his stomach, circling his belly button before sliding down further.

  He sucked in a breath with anticipation, his eyes brightening.

  My palm glided across his silky pubic hair and found what I was looking for.

  Gods, his manhood was hard as granite and ready for me. My heart pounded in delight at his potent lust for me.

  He’d mentioned that his cock was always hard around me.

  As if perceiving my thoughts, he shifted his position to cup my breast. Pleasure washed over me, making me hunger for more.

  “I’ve dreamt about this thousands of times,” he said roughly, “believing the day would never come for me. But here you are—in my arms—ready, ripe, and wanting. And it’s way better than any of my fantasies.”

  With that, he crashed his mouth onto mine.

  I couldn’t even imagine how hard it had been for him to know that I’d been fucking the dragon princes every night when he couldn’t get any.

  And he’d never come to demand me take him in but gave me my free will and left me to make my own choices. He’d never asked anything of me and never asked anything for himself, even when he’d been so desperate to shake free of Tianna and his slavery to her.

  Tianna had tricked him, had brought a proud demigod down to his knees, yet he hadn’t broken.

  And now, I was in front of him, raw and naked, giving myself to him without reservation.

  All I desired was to make it up to him, for his loss, for his endurance, for his eons of misery, and for the love he had for me that had never waned.

  Our lips moved together in hunger. I’d been hungry for him for centuries as the beast of nightmare, even though I didn’t know I’d been hungering for him.

  As he kneaded my nipple, I stroked his cock and pumped it up and down along its impressive length. I squeezed his shaft, wanting to cover more of his skin, since my hand could only wrap around half of his girth.

  He groaned, approving of my fire within, and thrust his tongue into my open mouth. The tip of his tongue swept over my teeth, as if looking for my fangs, not forgetting that I was a dragon.

  His tongue lapped at me, sparking wanton need and fire to boil in my blood.

  His own beast stirred inside him, and I just knew how much it wanted me.

  Few beings had the capacity of containing vast, profound, and deep emotions and feelings, but Elvey never had issue with that, not just because he was a primordial demigod. He was a male of strength, courage, and honor.

  I was lucky to finally have him.

  The pleasure is mine, Daisy darling, he said in my head.

  His tongue mated to mine, claiming me again as he tasted every inch of my mouth.

  It was the infinite kiss of a burning universe. It lit my every cell, making me more alive than ever.

  Lust engulfed me.

  I moved atop him, my breasts brushing against him, and I yearned to touch more of his skin.

  I lifted my hips, rubbing my wet heat over his cock, then shifted slightly until it was positioned right at my entrance and between my swollen folds. I sank down on him, my pussy swallowing his cock.

  I’d never tried this angle before, and it hit spots inside me I’d never known existed.

  I glided along his hard length, my nipples rubbing against his chest, sending tingles of pleasure all through my body.

  In this position, it was impossible to have his entire length inside me, but the intimacy of it was spectacularly erotic.

  A low groan rumbled in his chest. He could no longer sustain it. He thought I was teasing him, when I only wanted more of him.

  Dark lust coated his star-blue eyes and twisted his perfect, masculine features. He almost looked beastly as his inner beast peeked out. With a growl, he pulled me up, rolled me over, and dragged me to the edge of the bed.

  Planting his feet firmly on the floor, he flipped me over, my stomach pressing against the sheet, my crotch grinding on the edge of the bed. He palmed my pussy from behind, coating my swollen lips in my slick arousal. His fingers rolled over my aching nub before he pinched it between his thumb and forefinger.

  Lust seared me, and pleasure hit my every nerve ending. Just when I was ab
out to come, Elvey withdrew his hand, lifted my legs, and spread them wide.

  He slid between my thighs, his hands gripping my ankles.

  My bare pussy was completely exposed to him. My folds opened in invitation, but my passage clenched with aching need. His crown brushed my inner thighs and nudged at my entrance.

  Without warning, he thrust into me, penetrating me. He was so big and hard I could feel his every inch. His cock grew even bigger inside me, stretching my inner structure to the limit.

  He knew I could take him since he was my mate.

  He pushed further until he was seated deep inside me and let out a low growl of satisfaction.

  “Now I’m really going to fuck you,” he said hoarsely.

  I sucked in a breath as he pulled out to the tip, then slammed back into me like a savage, repeating that movement in quick strokes.

  He was no longer gentle. His fingers dug into my hip, the other kneading my butt cheek as he poured his eons of starving hunger and longing into me.

  Power rolled off him and submerged into me, and my every dormant cell came roaring alive.

  He thrust into me, long and hard and raw. A breathless moan left me, which only excited him more. He accelerated his speed until it was blinding. His strength, speed, power, and more made stars dance in front of my eyelids.

  My vision blurred at the hyper pleasure. If I weren’t a hybrid of dragon and Fae, I would faint from this raw fucking that seemed to have no end in sight.

  But I knew my demigod mate needed it.

  He lifted my hips higher to suit his thrusts. It was as if his beast had awoken and he could no longer hold a leash of its brutal lust and primal need. I swore I heard its snarls when the demigod fucked me with inhuman force.

  I wasn’t afraid. No matter how formidable and powerful he was, I was his mate in every way. I was made for him, as he was made for me, though my curse and time had separated us from each other for centuries.

  Our union was meant to be like this.

  “I’m fucking you, woman! I’m finally fucking you,” he hissed. “This hot pussy finally belongs to me. I’ll never stop fucking it. Hell, this is way better than I pictured. This is way better than any of my fantasies.”

  I breathed out. “Did you fantasize about other females?”

  He pounded between my thighs without slowing down. “No, only you. Only this pussy.”

  I was unmade piece by piece by my demigod, until I erupted with the dragon fire.

  My fire couldn’t burn my mate, and he roared with me, pumping his seed into my lava.

  The orgasms lasted for a while, until he let my feet down on the ground, and his delicious weight collapsed on my back. Sweat glistened over my entire body, but he didn’t let me go. His hands came around to cup my breasts. His cock stayed hard in me, and his lips traced along my neck, cherishing me.

  The gentleness contrasted so starkly with his nearly brutal fuck that it almost made me cry. I saw both sides of him, and I wanted all of him.

  “You’re mine, beloved,” he said. “And my every breath is yours.”

  He pulled out of me and flipped me over. He let me lie on my back when he thrust into my pussy just as my orgasm started fading. The demigod Fae was insatiable.

  “I want to see your face when you scream my name,” he said, and thrust deeper into my wet heat.

  “Let’s fuck the whole day. I’m not going to the court today.”

  “I like the sound of that.” He smiled wickedly, and lust was a living thing in his bright eyes. “I promise I’ll make you produce all kind of lovely noises until you scream my name.”

  He resumed his hard, unceasing thrusts, until he broke me then mended me and broke me again, just to show me I was his through and through.

  ~

  Light sifted through the magically warded window, filtering ember hues on Elvey’s lavender hair. His lush lashes carrying the light fluttered, lust still thick in his blue eyes. His desire for me would never fade, as he’d told me. And my pulse would forever race for him.

  It had been like that since we’d first met.

  And here, we lay together, my head on his chest, my hands threading through his tousled hair. It almost felt peaceful, but I knew danger lurked in every shadow, surrounding us.

  This wasn’t our home, though I intended to make Sihde a home for all the Fae if I beat Tianna in a month. The prospect looked grim, and a sudden feeling of defeat swarmed over me.

  I couldn’t forget the callous, uncaring looks the dragon princes had cast my way yesterday. It seared my heart with pain, which had been even worse than when Rai had backhanded me. Among the three of them, he had been the sweetest. And now he was the cruelest.

  A knock sounded at the door.

  Elvey and I traded a grin. We’d been lazing about in bed for too long. My guards had been trying to give us as much time as possible, but we weren’t on vacation. We were in enemy territory.

  “Just a second,” Elvey called, and brushed a kiss over my lips. “We need to get up, my queen, before they all rush in and see us like this. I don’t care if they admire my nudity, but I don’t want any eyes on my mate.”

  I slanted him a look. “I have no intention of letting anyone get an eyeful of you, either.”

  He chuckled, and we headed to the closet to pick out our outfits.

  When we were fully dressed, Elvey opened the door.

  Rosalinda peeked her blonde head in, teasing laughter dancing in her forest green eyes, as if she was exceptionally happy that her friend got laid.

  Zembyr followed her in, and he was subtler than Rosalinda. He kept his warrior’s face intact, but a small smile sparkled in his eyes. He’d seen how my former mates treated me, and he was comforted that his rescuer had hooked up with me, mending my broken heart.

  “I’m so sorry for interrupting, Your Majesties,” Rosalinda said. “But your people have been waiting for a while. They want to know when you’ll be holding the court today and are eager to serve you. Tianna also sent her guards to demand you attend the court.”

  “That bitch must have a new game plan,” I said. “She can go fuck herself. I’m not holding court today.”

  “The rule requires you to be at the court,” Elvey said. “However, it doesn’t say when.”

  “Then I’ll only show up for a brief moment before sundown,” I said, smiling at Elvey. His knowledge was handy, and he always found clever loopholes for me to work around.

  As he kissed the crown of my head in affection, I turned to Rosalinda. “Find me a priestess as soon as possible please.”

  Rosalinda blinked.

  “I intend to formalize my marriage to Elvey and crown him the king to the two realms,” I said. “Under the circumstances, the ceremony has to be simple and quick.”

  A smile broke across Rosalinda’s lips. “On it,” she said, and went to hug Elvey.

  I didn’t like her holding him so tightly. Just before I stalked to them to pull her away, despite a sparkle of tears in her eyes, Elvey gently extricated himself, as if knowing how insanely possessive I’d become.

  He flashed me a sly smile, but in an instant, it was gone. Rage and fierceness hardened his handsome face. “You’re mad if you think I’ll go with your final plan, Daisy. The bitch won’t win. You won’t be reduced to a beast. I won’t abandon you for anyone or the whole world. The universe can burn and rot for all I care. And I promise you, we’ll get them back.”

  Elvey had insisted that my former mates were still redeemable and still had feelings for me. I had no hope or faith left in them, but he held it for me, just like he’d always had.

  I swallowed and laid my hand on his arm.

  “Even so, I still want to marry you properly,” I said. “Will you deny your queen?”

  “How can I deny you anything?”

  But the silver-tongued demigod would, when he saw it was the right thing to do or suited his needs.

  “I’ll go hunt down the priestess now,” Rosalinda said.


  “In secret,” I said.

  “Of course, Your Majesty,” she said. “Secrecy is what His Majesty Elvey and I are best at.”

  Laughter glinted in her eyes as she rushed off.

  Rosalinda and Zembyr were more than competent. In the past two days, they’d incorporated those of Tianna’s former court, who had chosen me, into their rank seamlessly. They’d also managed to communicate to our army outside Sihde.

  But I had another problem to concern myself with. When the final war broke out, where would the Oslanian army stand, if their princes turned against me? Maybe we should dismiss them right now.

  As my dark gaze found Elvey, he only shook his head. “Not yet.”

  We had positioned the Oslanian army at the rear. If they turned, Tianna’s dark Fae army and the Oslanian dragon army would sandwich us and slaughter us.

  “We’ll have a use for them,” Elvey insisted. “We’ll turn the tide. Trust me.”

  I trusted Elvey, but I no longer trusted my former mates.

  I turned to Zembyr. “Summon Adrian and Jarrod to the Forbidden Forest in secret. Don’t let any of the princes’ men know about it.”

  Zembyr blinked. “But the dragons can’t cross the veil to Sihde.”

  “The ones permitted by Queen Daisy can cross now,” Elvey said with a brilliant white smile. “The Challenge she accepted granted her the rights.”

  Zembyr’s eyes lightened. “So, our main army can come to Sihde and fight?”

  “Yes, Zembyr,” I said, a smile also dancing in my eyes. “But I’m not summoning the army now. That’ll be one of our secret weapons. Anyway, I’ll need Adrian and Jarrod, from the Dragon Realm side, to bear witness to the ceremony of my marriage to Elvey.”

  Zembyr’s face darkened as he realized that I was making arrangements for the future in case I didn’t make it.

  Elvey squeezed my shoulder. “I want to marry you more than anything, my heart, but it won’t come to that. With my blood, I won’t allow it.”

  I swallowed. Elvey didn’t care to be the king. But I needed him to take care of our people instead of me. First, I needed to have the rite done, so no realms could deny his rule in my absence.