Breena could only nod in agreement and watch his erection as he stood and began to walk across the room. God, that man made her blood boil by simply walking.. He could possibly be the version of an ancient Greek warrior come to life or a fierce God sent from the heavens to make her life a fairytale. She giggled. Fairy tale.
Sitting up she grinned and a few whispers echoed, but she couldn’t catch any words. Her panties and shirt were on by the time Thame came sauntering back in the room, but his expression was anything but excited.
“What is it?”
He sat on the couch and took a deep breath. Breena crawled toward him, her fingers touching that silky steal arousal. Thame didn’t groan. He pushed her hand away gently and spoke. “A man came to the kingdom...”
She lifted a brow. Some strange man was more important than getting his thick cock inside her?
“His name is Valen, and he’s your father.”
She sat there stunned, staring at him like he sprouted an extra arm. Her father was here? Her biological father, the one that she had never even heard from was suddenly here. Why?
“He didn’t know about you, Breena. Your mother left after you were conceived and she never told him of your existence.”
“You knew this for how long?” Why didn’t he tell her?
“Not long. I...I didn’t know how to tell you.”
She sat back and glanced at the fire. For all the things to happen after her first sexual encounter, she never thought it would be this. This was the man that gave her fairy genes, the man she dreamed she would meet when she was a child. “I guess I should go meet me father.”
“There’s another thing...”
She turned to him. What the hell else could there be?
“He’s not...welcome in the kingdom.”
Her mouth opened but she shut it quickly wanting to hear all Thame had to say on her father.
“Queen Brook was kidnapped by the trolls not long after you found me. She was rescued by Valen...”
“So, he’s a hero?”
Thame looked away. “He’s a Garcanagh which is a wingless fairy that carries toxins in his skin. When a female touches him, the toxins invade their system and they can become addictive. That’s what he was doing with Queen Brook. She was slowly becoming addicted to him when we found her.”
Well, that crosses hero right off the page.
“He claimed his love, but she returned to Carrick and became our queen. He is not allowed near the kingdom. The King agreed to let him this close only as a gift to you.”
Breena didn’t know what to say, that was a lot of information to process at once.
“Get dressed. I’ll go with you.”
She nodded and grabbed her jeans. What was she going to say? Did he really care about her or getting closer to the Queen? Her mind was a jumble of questions as they dressed and prepared to embark to the surface.
The outside chill was fading. Spring was on its way. Breena noticed the subtle changes as she held onto Thame and he flew her high into the sky to meet with her father. She didn’t know if she should tell Gran and decided it would be better to meet him alone first. To see if he was the kind of man that would be worthy of calling father. She was already skeptical as they landed just beyond the willow tree. Whisper had a man at the end of his blade and with a whistle from Thame, the fierce warrior lowered his weapon and blurred into the shadows.
Her father turned around. She recognized the face. It looked so much like the one in the mirror. His hair was a dark red, it reached his shoulders and wisps blew wildly in the burst of wind. He wore a black shirt tucked into black jeans with a sword on his hip. He was tall, probably as tall as Thame and his eyes were the prettiest green she’d ever seen. Valen took a step toward them.
Thame also took a step forward, between them with a hand on his sword. “You will behave yourself.”
“You’ll stop being a prick and let me see my daughter.”
“You don’t look much older than I am.” Breena spoke quietly and shifted to stand beside Thame.
He smiled when he looked at her this time. “Fairies don’t age as quickly.” His smile broadened. “You look so much like your mother.”
“Did you love her?” His happy expression fell and she knew his next words would be a lie.
“I could have.”
“Then why should I love you?” It was the truth. If he never loved her mother what was the point of him trying to love a daughter he hadn’t known existed?
“You shouldn’t,” he whispered and a sadness fell over his features. “I didn’t even know you were alive, that she had conceived. I’m only here to tell you if you ever need anything at all, I will be here for you.”
“For me or for the Queen?”
Valen frowned. “Both.”
His chin lifted and she was reminded so much of herself, it was scary. Her stubborn streak was right there before her. Despite the stories that she heard there was still a part of her heart that wanted to give him a chance. “Would you like to go for a walk?”
His smiled beamed. “I’d love to.” They began toward each other and Thame slowed his pace. He remained behind them but far enough away to give Breena time to with Valen. They followed a dark path around the kingdom. It wasn’t gloomy for long, the clouds parted and sun shined to reveal a whole new world. Breena talked to her father as they traveled this vibrant path.
****
Beady eyes opened and remained motionless as a flutter of wings sounded. Its breath was even and controlled, as it lay scrunched in this small space. The hole had already been dug, big enough to fit its body and the bush at the front hid it perfectly. Now all it had to do was lie in wait, patiently searching for the right moment. When one of those females was alone, it would use the bottle of smelly liquid to knock her out and steal her.
“Are you sure it’s safe to live this far from the palace?” A sweet voice sounded at the entrance of the house he hid beneath.
“Of course it is.” A male spoke. “It’s better we stay away from the humans. They’re the ones the trolls keep trying to kidnap.”
There was a short silence before the female spoke again. “All right, be careful, Mord.”
“I will, Brielle.”
The voices faded away, it was still here undetected and the troll grinned, flashing pointed teeth in the darkness.
****
Thame sat quietly on the wooden bench in his unfinished garden. After all this time he was finally content. Breena was kneeling on the ground and flicking snow off the buds that were beginning to spring. Abigail was in the kitchen baking something that smelt like cinnamon had exploded in a pot. He smiled, his millionth for the day and settled back on the bench. How could life get better than this? Sure, there was still a ton of problems but as of right now, he was more than happy.
“What are you grinning about?” Breena asked as she stood and tugged the thick blanket over her shoulders.
“How losing my wings led me to happiness.”
She smiled back and walked toward him. Two steps later, her eyes went wide and her face was heading toward the ground. He was at her side tugging her upward and into his arms. “I’ll always be here to catch you,” he murmured into her ear and wrapped his arms around her. The blanket fell to the ground as she hung her arms around his neck. Thame flew into the air. The smile plastered on his face seemed to be a permanent addition to his new life.
“I do fall a lot.” Breena giggled and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She shuddered as her core met his erection, which also seemed to be a constant addition.
“Then I’ll do a lot of catching.” He would do anything for her and wisped them both into the sky. It had been a few days since the last troll attack and since Breena had met her biological father for the first time. She seemed happy now. They all settled into this strange roll of family and Thame had come to realize what his King meant. There was no point to bringing a hundred fertile females down here, there was no futur
e for the fairies without love and he’d found his.
Her lips were under his as they settled on top of his home. He hovered over the golden dome and kissed her until his body burned with lust. “I love you, Breena.” He smiled and held her tighter as they flew higher into the sky. Life really couldn’t get better than this. Thame knew now it wasn’t just his wings that were ravaged but also his heart.
Breena had healed both.
Queen Brook watched the golden fairy and his lovely mate fly high into the sky. The sun was beginning set on this kingdom she could proudly call her own. Not too long ago she was lost and once she’d found this place, it had seemed to bring the world into perspective.
A shadow caught her eye but she didn’t turn as Carrick enveloped her in his arms. He glanced at the window just as Thame flew from view. “They’re so happy.” She wanted to cry as strange as that sounded. This was just like the dreams she’d been having. The kingdom would be repopulated, happy children and smiling parents along every path. She closed her eyes and held tighter to Carrick.
“They are. He found his own Brook.”
She smiled and turned in his arms. “I have to tell you something...” His smile fell but she knew it wouldn’t stay for long. The news she had to share was enough to make the world turn on its axis. “Carrick, I’m pregnant.” His frown turned into a wide-eyed, shocked expression.
“You..but...when?” He laughed in delight and spun her around the room before hugging her close.
“I’ve been feeling strange, and Brielle confirmed it. Carrick, we’re having a baby.” Her heart swelled as the words escaped. He would be the very best father and she had no doubt this child would be loved. This also meant the procreation problem could be solved and her dream had been more than an over-stimulated imagination. The Goddess of the Fairies had actually communicated with her and now this tiny unborn baby would change everything.
The fairy species might have a chance after all.
The End
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