Guardians of Moonlight: A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance (Guardians of the Fae Book 3)

by Elizabeth Hartwell

  “Wow . . . it’s a lot to think about,” I admit. “Kaelen, you’re saying you corrupted your own justice system just to do . . . what?”

  “Tomorrow, I’ll show you more,” Kaelen says. “Like I said, I’m still figuring it out myself, and I shall spend hours tonight studying and planning. Until I have my plan, though, I need to keep it to myself. This palace has more ears than a millipede has legs. But I will say that after having talked with you more, I’m glad I went with my instincts. Please, enjoy dinner in your chambers tonight, and I’ll see you in the morning.”

  Chapter 9

  Cole

  “My lady, will you be needing anything else?” the servant says just outside the door, a man who sounds like he’s just another of the Fae servants in the Solarian castle. Behind the door, Cole tenses.

  “No, thank you,” Eve answers, opening the door to the room. Cole waits, hoping the shadows will conceal him from the servant’s eyes. “Wait, about dinner . . .”

  “It was delivered and is waiting for you in your quarters. Have a good evening,” the servant says deferentially. From his hiding spot, Cole wonders if Eve is getting used to being treated like a noblewoman. He would prefer if she didn’t. While she might be his Princess, that doesn’t mean he wants her to become a stuck-up socialite like too many noblewomen tended to be. His sisters notwithstanding.

  “Yeah, right,” Eve murmurs to herself, and Cole grins.

  She enters, and before she can look around, he grabs her from behind, his strong arms wrapping tightly around her as his hand clamps over her mouth, and he relishes the moment of contact after nearly two days of not seeing her. Inhaling her soft scent deeply, he whispers in her ear.

  “Yeah, right, what?”

  Releasing her with a deft little spin, Cole watches Eve float across the room on her tiptoes, Tyler catching her before she can fall. Cole makes sure the door is locked behind them as Eve blinks, seeing Jacob and Noah emerge from their hiding places. “Peek-a-boo, Princess,” Jacob says with a grin. “You know, I thought they taught cops to check their blind spots better.”

  “You . . . you idiots!” Eve says, grabbing Tyler and kissing him deeply before giving each of them a kiss. She kisses Cole last, and her lips relieve the tension and the exhaustion in his body after a second day of hard work. He wraps his hands around her waist, pulling her close and moaning as his cock hardens between them. He pulls back reluctantly, knowing that his heart and mind are more important than his cock right now.

  “How’d you guys . . . maybe Kaelen sent a mental order,” Eve says, her smile fading as Cole shakes his head. “No? Well, what have you guys been doing?”

  “Princess, we’ve spent the past two days lugging bricks and doing manual labor,” Jacob replies, flexing a little. “Figure we keep this up, I’m going to look like Noah here. I’m becoming pretty good at turning big rocks into little rocks after today.”

  “You’re never going to be as big as Noah,” Eve teases, looking pointedly between Jacob’s legs. “Not that I’m complaining.”

  “I’m strangely not offended,” Jacob jokes before looking at Cole. “So, what’s the plan now? We found her, so when do we ghost this place?”

  “As soon as—”

  “Wait,” Eve says, holding up a hand. “You guys want to leave?”

  “You don’t?” Cole asks, surprised. “I know this is a better apartment than where we’re living, but just because the emperor calls you a guest and not a prisoner, it doesn’t make you such.”

  “And when did you start calling him Kaelen?” Tyler asks, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

  Cole understands, but that isn’t the key problem. “Eve, we could have been assassins. And from what we’ve learned over the past two days, you need to be very, very cautious against being harmed.”

  “Why?” Eve asks, going over and sitting down. Cole’s struck by how beautiful she looks, even in her ‘masculine’ pants and loose shirt. Her hair’s practically glowing, and the light makeup she’s wearing makes her look even better than she did in her formal gown for the ball at the Vale. In his pants, his cock stirs, and deeper in his soul, Cole knows that he can never love another woman for the rest of his life. “Guys, I don’t know what you’ve been through, but Kaelen—and yes, Tyler, he asked me to call him that for a reason I’ll explain in a moment—has been showing me around the palace. We’ve been talking. And that’s it, talking.”

  “Talking,” Tyler says, his voice bitter before he takes a deep breath. “Sorry, Eve. I don’t doubt you. I doubt him.”

  “Considering what I’ve heard today about the history between the Solarian and Lunarian thrones, I can guess why,” Eve replies. “You guys are like the Yankees and the Red Sox.”

  Cole, who wasn’t born Lunarian, hums. “There are historical tensions between the two kingdoms, but I agree with Tyler. After what we’ve been through, I do not feel it’s safe here for you.”

  “I understand, my love,” Eve says softly, “but if you’d been able to talk with Kaelen . . . this is going to sound stupid, but for only being three hundred and fifty, he’s got a decent head on his shoulders. And he cares about how he rules.”

  “Aye, maintaining an extravagant palace that’s bigger than the entire Vale,” Jacob scoffs. “He’s a caring one, that Kaelen.”

  “Wait,” Eve says, holding up a hand. “I feel like you guys have been seeing a different side of the coin than I have. I’ll admit that even last night, I was ready to bounce on this place quickly, but I’ve learned more today. Fill me in on your days, and then I’ll fill you in, okay? I mean, I know you’re quartered with his palace Guard, but what’s this about manual labor?”

  “There was a demon attack that damaged part of the castle walls,” Noah explains, looking at his scabbed palms and knuckles, the result of his hard work that day. “Apparently, the Captain of the Guard, a man named Connor, wants us to work off our debt to the Solarian crown by becoming manual laborers. Yesterday was helping bricklayers. Today was unloading and helping the stonecutters. It seems that bricks are too small for our energies.”

  “At least we didn’t have to scam those rookies for food today,” Tyler says, chuckling a little. “I wouldn’t want Jacob’s tricks to be caught.”

  “My tricks?” Jacob asks. “You’re the one who pulled that last trick shuffle off even though I thought you didn’t need to.”

  Eve smiles, and Cole’s heart warms a little to see her watching them. He goes over, taking her hand, and she winces when she feels the rough abrasions on his already callused hand. “It has not been a pleasant stay with the Solarians,” he says softly, “and by what we have heard in our attempts to find you, we worry for your safety.”

  Jacob fills in Eve on what he and Tyler overheard the night before, and Eve’s face clouds. “I figured as much. Kaelen told me that the politics of the Council are very divided right now. Apparently, Cassina isn’t happy she isn’t the Empress.”

  “Now that would be a disaster,” Jacob quips. “Imagine that psycho bitch as supreme ruler of the entire Fae realm?”

  “Which is why I want to help Kaelen,” Eve says. “He’s young, he’s told me some of the things he wants to see change, and if he can just get some more street cred, Cassina’s allies on the Council wouldn’t dare oppose him.”

  “But you are not safe,” Cole counters. “We’re . . . we can’t even sleep within a quarter-mile of you.”

  Eve turns, cupping his cheek. “I know. But Cole, Kaelen’s a powerful magic user. He told me today that the Sun Crystal didn’t choose us. He did. He protected us from the blast, and I’ve seen him do some other things that I didn’t think male Fae could do.”

  “He’s a wizard?” Noah asks, shocked. “For a male Fae to be powerful in magic, that is rare, indeed. Perhaps even rarer than you.”

  “I have heard of wizards before, but I did not know Kaelen was one,” Cole muses. “Still, the knives are sharpened and waiting for his back to turn. And if he did save us, then his e
nemies probably suspect it. I do not even know for sure that Kaelen is a wizard. What did he show you, besides a claim about the Crystal?”

  “Telekinesis for one, and his Link seems to be stronger, and I suspect with more people than I’ve ever suspected,” she says. “Lorelai mentioned that the depth and speed of a Link can also depend on the inherent magic ability of the user. It’s why the five of us were able to Link so quickly. I’m sort of a . . . conduit.”

  “I’ve got other words to describe your incomparable uniqueness, but conduit works,” Jacob says. “Listen, I still have my doubts.”

  “But you know if we run, then the already bad opinions about us are just going to be seen as fact,” Eve counters. She looks at Cole, lifting an eyebrow because she knows she’s right. “Cole, if we run, where could we go? Nowhere in the Fae realm. I look too different. People see me immediately and know I’m some sort of halfling. We couldn’t return to the Vale. Neither of the seven kingdoms would help us. And the human realm? No offense, guys, but it wouldn’t work.”

  “So what do you propose?” Cole asks, reluctant to admit that Eve might just be right. “To trust Lightwing?”

  “Let’s stay neutral for now,” Eve says, taking his hand. “Maybe we can convince some people I’m not some blood-sucking demon bomb ready to go off and blow up half the realm. That we just want to make the world a better place.”

  “Besides, Cassina still wants our heads,” Jacob says. “Actually, she wants Kaelen’s too. So I guess the enemy of my enemy is the guy making me do manual labor.”

  “Oh, come on, Jacob,” Eve says, going over and running her hands over his chest, “a little extra muscle might make you sexier than you already are.”

  She leans in, and Cole’s cock surges to full hardness as she kisses Jacob, cupping his cock and massaging him until Jacob’s gasping for breath. Jacob pulls back, moaning as she slips his cock out and kneels in front of him, licking her lips. “Princess . . .”

  “Shh . . . I’ve missed this. And the only way I’m sleeping decently tonight is if I get four big shots of what I need. I love you, Jacob. I love all of you.”

  “Not . . . oh, fuck . . . fair,” Jacob gasps as Eve starts licking his cock. “We love you, too.”

  Eve hums, sealing her lips around Jacob’s cock as she reaches for his balls, fondling them and rolling them in her hand. Jacob grabs the back of Eve’s head, taking control. “Hey, Tyler, isn’t your tongue needed?”

  Tyler grins, pulling his work shirt off before getting behind Eve, lifting her hips, and pulling her pants down to expose the sweet peach curve of her ass. Cole doesn’t know if it’s Tyler’s eagerness or just his knowing that Jacob needs Eve’s mouth, but he lifts Eve in his arms, keeping her mouth on Jacob’s cock while Tyler buries his tongue deep inside her.

  Watching his brothers give Eve the pleasure she desires is both torture and delight. His cock strains, pulsing with want as he watches the woman he loves bob her head slowly up and down Jacob’s slick, shiny shaft, running her tongue around his flared head before flicking over his slit.

  Meanwhile, Tyler’s indulging in his deepest desire, sucking and feasting on the delicious juices that Eve produces when his tongue deftly parts her folds to ignite her nerves in a way that nobody else can. Cole had tried. It wasn’t that Eve didn’t love the feeling of him, or Jacob, or Noah eagerly sucking on her clit or licking her pussy with loving strokes, but Tyler’s utter devotion to wringing every pleasurable nerve ending to utter satisfaction is something that Cole admires.

  As he watches Jacob take Eve’s head in his hands and start thrusting, he spends a half-moment wondering when he changed. He’s never been jealous of a woman having multiple lovers, but until Eve, he’d never had a true ‘lover’ that he could say he shared. Sure, he’d had a few multi-partner encounters. That was the Fae way. But they were all casual, physical acts meant to relieve the churning, bubbling desire within his body.

  Never had he looked on with love as his woman is taken by two other men, reaching out with a hand to stroke Tyler while Jacob’s balls slap gently off her chin. Eve swallows him deeply, his brother’s eyes rolling back as she reaches between his legs, fondling his balls before pressing that place that Jacob loves being rubbed. He shudders, crying out before filling Eve’s mouth with his seed.

  Eve shudders, a long droplet of Jacob’s cum falling from her lips as Tyler fastens on her clit and pushes her over the edge, Cole’s body throbs as he watches the rose petal pink flush over her ass to her lower back as she cries out, her hand pumping on Tyler until he too trembles and shoots, his seed landing on the upper swell of her breasts.

  Eve’s body glistens in sweat and Tyler’s essence as she runs her fingers through in, rubbing it over her nipples as she looks at Noah. Cole feels a wave of pride and fear course though him as his massive brother approaches the bed, Jacob exhaustedly making room for Noah next to Eve as he pulls her into his arms.

  Eve’s not small, even by Fae standards where a woman six feet tall isn’t uncommon. But Noah’s so huge, his arms nearly the size of a normal man’s head, that he makes Eve look positively tiny as he holds her, unconsciously lifting her as he positions her just the way they need. He could break her with one hand but instead rolls her onto her side, giving Eve full control as she squirms, turning to lick his huge cock like a candy cane. Noah quivers, his strength giving way to Eve’s soft explorations as he slides a finger into her. She moans gratefully, taking just the head of Noah’s cock in her mouth as she wraps both hands around his shaft, stroking him before shifting up and letting her slick breasts wrap around him.

  Cole can’t hold back any more and climbs on the bed behind Eve, kissing her neck and tasting the sweat on her skin as he presses his cock against the swell of her ass. Eve moans, turning her lips to kiss him as Noah starts thrusting between her pillowy mounds, his finger pumping in and out of her slick folds.

  “How’s that feel, our love?” Cole asks as Noah speeds up, his thumb strumming over her clit. Cole reaches around, taking Eve’s breasts and pushing them tighter around Noah’s cock, pressing them together until her nipples scrape over the ridges of his muscles, her breath coming in ragged gasps as Noah drives her wild.

  “I . . . fuck, you’ve made me insatiable,” Eve whines helplessly as Noah adds a second finger. “You’re all just what I need.”

  Eve’s body tenses as she starts to come again, and Noah freezes, his cock trembling before he pulls back and thrusts into her mouth. Cole watches in fascination as Eve’s cheeks hollow before being stretched almost obscenely, filled with Noah’s huge manhood as he comes down her throat.

  Cole takes advantage, knowing what Eve needs. Lifting her leg, he slides into her from behind just as Noah withdraws his fingers, filling her in one long thrust that causes her to moan around Noah’s cock.

  “That’s right, Princess, you know you have to have one inside you too,” he whispers. “You’ve been so sexy, milking and taking three, but now you’re going to cream all over my cock while I pump you full of me.”

  Eve pushes back, gasping deeply as Noah pulls out. “Fuck me, Cole . . . one more coming.”

  He holds onto her hip, pumping his cock in and out of her as he watches her lie on her side. Her body is exhausted but still needy, her breasts shaking as he strokes deeply, rolling his hips as he grinds against her G-spot. He can feel his brothers’ eyes on the two of them, Eve reaching out to take Tyler’s hand as she lays her head on Noah’s calf. Jacob helps, holding her leg up and watching as Cole’s cock invades her tight tunnel, her pussy lips wrapped around his shaft as Cole marvels at the beautiful woman in his arms.

  His body takes over, thrusting hard and fast inside Eve as she looks up at him with her eyes gleaming. He swears that he can see the specks swirl as they make love, and maybe they do. Maybe it’s her magic working inside her even as the cursed bracers and collar stop her from sharing what he really wants, to know her heart in these instances. They’ve only been able to do it a few times t
hat way, and he yearns deep in his heart for it again.

  “I love you,” Cole grunts between thrusts, his hips slapping against Eve’s ass as he pounds her. She’s quivering, clenching around him as she’s driven wild again, and her fangs actually drop down a little, the gleam in her eyes that sexy, naughty look that only Eve has.

  She licks her lips, and he gives himself over, driving himself as hard as he can into her, pumping and stroking until she cries out, her inner tightness clamping around him in a lover’s death grip that milks his cock. Cole grunts, gritting his teeth as he comes hard, filling her until he can feel his seed seeping around his shaft to dribble down his balls.

  Eve sighs as the first waves of her post-coital high sweep over her and she starts to laugh.

  Tyler grins along with Eve. It’s something Cole’s noticed more as well. As they’ve made love with Eve more and more often, the Fae have smiled more after sex, even though they may not have the same direct high of Fae seed in them. But Eve’s brightness and laughter are infectious, and soon, they’re all laughing, a tangle of arms and legs and embraces, until Cole doesn’t care because he’s surrounded by his family as they all surround Eve.

  “You never cease to amaze me,” Cole whispers as Eve’s giggles subside and all four of them gather around her to comfort and succor her through the low period following getting so much Fae cum. “You know, you don’t need to.”

  “I want to. I need it too,” Eve replies softly, running her hand over his chest. “I need you.”

  “We’ll try and sneak up here as much as we can. I don’t think the captain’s going to really give us time off,” Tyler replies, but Eve stops him with a soft kiss.