Collared By The Warrior

by Daniella Wright

  Then, just as I was about to give up completely and go home, Nixie appeared as if out of thin air. She wore a plain crimson dress that fitted her perfectly. My cheeks turned red at her appearance and I quickly got up, pulling out her chair for her. “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.” She said with a sweet voice, batting her eyelashes.

  I shook my head. “No need to apologize. I would wait an eternity for you.” She glanced up at me, thinking my comment was a little inappropriate. I sighed softly under my breath before sitting down. “Anyway, do you know what you would like to eat?”

  “I’m not sure yet.” She said, glancing over the menu. As she did, I couldn’t help but stare at her, taking in her impossibly beautiful figure. I wanted to reach out and pull her into my arms, to kiss her lips and feel the touch of her skin against mine, but I managed to control myself. This wasn’t the Nixie I had fallen in love with two hundred years ago.

  “So tell me, a beautiful girl like yourself, you must have a boyfriend.”

  “Actually, I’m single.” She said, her cheeks turning rosy. She hid her face behind the menu like she didn’t want to talk about her romantic life, but there was a deep curiosity inside the pit of my stomach. I had to know.

  “Oh, come on now. You have to be pulling my leg. I don’t believe you.”

  “Really.” She said, putting her menu down. “I’m not dating anyone.”

  My intrigue was piqued. Maybe if she fell in love with me all over again, it would spark her memories. “Well, would you like to?” I said smoothly, hoping I didn’t come across as some sort of a creep.

  “Look.” She sighed. “You’re very nice and all, but you aren’t really my type. I really appreciate what you want to do for Smooth Sailing and I’m sure you’ll make some girl very happy one day, but it just won’t be me.” Her words were like daggers, piercing into my heart, leaving me breathless. I couldn’t understand how she could reject me so easily.

  “I…” I wanted to say something, but the words were lodged in my throat. I looked at her, feeling anger shooting up from the depths of my soul. “Why can’t you remember me?” I suddenly blurted out, losing my temper. I got up in a fury. “You have to remember. I was Slade of the Seven Seas. I was your husband. You saved my life!” I screamed, not caring who heard me, not caring that all of this made me look like a madman.

  Nixie got up, her eyes going wide with fright. “Please! I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She pleaded with me, hiding behind her chair.

  “Oh yes you do!” I bellowed, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her toward my body. I was so angry that fate had to pry us away. I wanted her to remember me. I wanted it more than anything else in the world. “Please…” I begged her, shaking her slightly.

  “Let go of me!” She struggled, hitting me with her arms as I continued to hold her close. Our argument quickly caught the attention of the other patrons, who started to interfere. As this happened, a lone yellow jacket buzzed around, having found the restaurant as a place of refuge from the storm outside.

  When Nixie started to wave her arms around, calling for help, she managed to swat it. It was disoriented before becoming quite angry. It flew forward, suddenly making contact with my arm, driving its stinger into my flesh time and time again, even though I wasn’t the offender it was looking for.

  I winced, feeling the sharp, needle-like pain in my arm. I finally managed to kill it with my hand. My eyes grew wide as I saw what it was. I was deathly allergic to yellow jackets.

  Seconds later, I passed out.

  ***

  I had no idea where I was, but I had the feeling I had been here before. With déjà vu muddling my brain, I floated through a thick blue fog. I tried to move my limbs, but they felt like dead weights. Suddenly, I heard a beautiful melody that invigorated my body. I started to swim, even though I had never swum a minute in my life.

  I followed the sound like a sailor follows a siren’s song. I didn’t care what I encountered as long as I found the source. Finally, I laid eyes on Nixie. I had to stop because she was completely naked before me. Her milky white skin was on full display. Her long, silver hair draped over it, beckoning me forward.

  My heart started to rampage in my chest and I couldn’t help myself from taking her into my arms. My fingers ran over her delicate flesh, my lips colliding with hers. They locked together perfectly, dancing with one another. My fingers continued to roam her body like I had once explored the Seven Seas. They tried to take in every inch of her, moving down her spine to the subtle curve of her ass and finally, to her thighs. I grasped them between my fingers, spreading them apart, seeing her fleshy pink lips already glistening with her juices. I grinned, knowing she was wet for me. At the thought, my dick sprung to live, twitching between my legs. It was only then that I realized I was naked as well.

  Nixie looked at me, her eyes blazing with desire as she placed her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. “You’ve been gone so long, my love. I’ve missed you…” She whispered into my ear, her voice soft and seductive. I felt lightheaded as blood rushed from my head to my dick, making it swell. My tip was now engorged, nearly purple with excitement. God, I wanted her so bad. “I’ve always wanted you… I still do.” With her last word, her small, sharp teeth sunk into the side of my neck, sucking on it slightly as her tongue teased my flesh, making me shiver.

  Her nimble fingers ran down my chest to my stomach, outlining my chiseled midsection before finally making their way to my cock. The moment I felt her soft hand wrapping around my hardening shaft, I felt like I would explode. She giggled, obviously aware of how much she was turning me on. Her eyes sparkled even more as she started to jerk me off, squeezing me as tightly as she could.

  Her movements were rhythmic, driving me crazy. I wanted her to go faster and send me over the edge, but she never did. Instead, she stopped whenever I was close to release. “Nixie… please… I can’t stand this much longer.” I pleaded with her, eager to be overcome with pleasure.

  “Patience…” She assured me, her hands reaching down to fondle my balls, leaving my dick wanting more. I groaned, thrusting into the open space between us. I wanted to take her in that very moment, to rest my hands on her hips and dive deep into her wet folds, but her alluring gaze had left me completely paralyzed.

  Her tongue slowly moved over her full pink lips as she looked at me before she kneeled down, her small hands slowly spreading my thighs. Gingerly, she left a trail of kisses along my skin, bringing me to new heights of desire. “Nixie… you’re going to drive me insane!” I exclaimed, watching as she continued to tease me, moving her body seductively. Her hips swayed side to side and her ass was high in the air before she finally wrapped her plump lips around my eager cock.

  A loud moan escaped my lips as I bucked my hips forward, hoping to slide down her throat, but she moved away in that moment, the drop of pre-cum that had gathered on my cock, now on the tip of her tongue. Naughtily, she swallowed it, closing her eyes as if it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. “Mmm… delicious.” She mused. Suddenly, there was a look of carnal hunger painted on her face.

  Seconds later, her hands were on my thighs, her fingernails digging into my flesh as her hot mouth traveled up and down my considerable length, taking in every inch of me. Her tongue was working overtime, moving along the base of my throbbing cock. I could already feel a tightening in my balls as she continued to tease me expertly.

  Just when I was about to cum, she would pull away, teasing my tip, letting her tongue run along the underside. Occasionally, she would flick across my tiny hole, as if her tongue could slither inside. I moaned, my voice now hoarse from the amount of times I had screamed her name in pleasure.

  I had no idea when she would finally grant me sweet release, but I could only hope that it would happen soon. Already, I was feeling dizzy from the amount of pleasure that surged through my body. Every nerve felt hypersensitive. Her every touch felt like fireworks under my skin, ready to push me over the edge.<
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  Eventually, to my dismay, she pulled away completely, looking up at me with those big eyes of hers. There was an angelic glow radiating from her face that made me weak in the knees. “What’s wrong?” She asked, her fingers tightening around my aching balls.

  “Please… Nixie… you have to let me cum… if you don’t, I’ll lose my mind.” I begged my voice nothing more than a ragged breath. “All this teasing… it’s driving me insane. You’re too sexy for the mortal world.”

  She giggled knowingly. “Is that so?” She asked, running her fingers over my length, my tip now between her fingers. She rolled it slowly, making me groan in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

  “Nixie… I beg of you!” I screamed, throwing my head back, my heart racing. My body was covered with a thin layer of sweat and my vision was starting to blur. “Please…”

  “As you wish, my Lord.” She said sweetly, her lips puckered. She left a little kiss on my tip before she opened up her lips once again, this time into a perfect ‘o’ shape, taking me into her hot mouth. I shuddered as she started to bob her head up and down, bringing me to a state of euphoria. This time, my fingers tightened around her silver hair, holding her head around my base for a moment, her nose pressed against me as I felt the tightness of her throat as she tried to breathe around me. I groaned loudly, bucking my hips, face-fucking her until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I screamed out her name, my eyes rolling into the back of my head and my toes curling.

  In an explosion of pleasure, I came harder than I ever had before. I felt it slide down her throat before it welled up around her cheeks until she couldn’t hold it anymore. My cum slipped through her lips and started dripping down onto her chest. Slowly, I pulled my cock away, panting for breath. Nixie looked at me like the little nymph she was, licking her lips and swallowing every drop. God, she was sexy.

  Chapter 8

  Eventually, I woke up from my delirium-induced dream. Apparently, I was in the hospital, being treated for my allergic reaction. I frowned, realizing that my time with Nixie had been nothing more than a figment of my imagination.

  “You’re awake!” Nixie’s soft voice broke me out of my heartbroken state. I woke up, staring at her as if she were some sort of apparition.

  “What… what are you doing here?” I asked her, a little unsure.

  “When you passed out… I was so scared. I thought something had happened to you and then you started to swell up like a balloon. I couldn’t simply abandon you, could I? So I came with you to the hospital.”

  “What time is it?” I asked, feeling disoriented.

  “It’s about ten in the morning.”

  “You stayed all night?” I asked in surprise.

  “No, I went home, but came back about two hours ago.” She explained, her cheeks turning pink. “I hope you don’t mind…”

  “Are you kidding? I’m glad you’re here…” Hesitantly, I reached forward, grabbing her hand. I allowed my thumb to caress her skin. “I’m sorry about my actions at the restaurant. I didn’t mean to snap at you like that. I wasn’t myself.” I looked at her, hoping she would believe my lame excuse. “I hope that we can forget about it and start anew?” I asked her, looking hopeful.

  She nibbled at her bottom lip, looking unsure. “I don’t know…” She whispered.

  “I promise, I’ll behave myself from now on. I have a house by the beach. Nothing fancy. Just this weekend, Saturday maybe. You can come over and I’ll open up a bottle of wine. Completely platonic.” Even though this wasn’t true I still had to find some way to convince her.

  “You promise?”

  I nodded. “Sailor’s promise.”

  She gave me a quizzical look before her features softened. “Okay. This Saturday.” With that, she kissed the top of my head before leaving the room.

  ***

  I made sure everything was perfect before she arrived. On the balcony, I had already set up a small table with glasses, wine, cheese, and other refreshments. Soft, romantic music was playing. The heat lamps were on, creating the perfect atmosphere. Everything looked great. All I had to do now, was wait. And that was always the hardest part.

  The minutes seemed to drag on until finally, the doorbell rang. I rushed over to answer the door, looking myself over in the mirror one last time. I rolled my broad shoulders, easing the tension that had settled there. I took a deep breath, trying to relax. Eventually, I opened the door.

  Nixie was standing there with her silver hair, this time styled in bouncy beach curls. She had silver-themed makeup on to match her hair and it suited her quite well. Her dress was a shimmering blue that made her look like a mermaid. I gulped down my sudden feelings of arousal before holding out my hand. “Right this way, lovely lady.”

  She followed me, the sound of her heels clicking against the marble floors, accompanying us. I could almost feel her eyes take in the features of my lavish home. There was surely a look of astonishment on her face. She had never imagined a house so big. I grinned, bringing her up the spiral staircase to the second floor. We cut through my bedroom to the balcony. For a moment, her eyes rested on my four-poster bed.

  “Here we are,” I said, guiding her onto the moonlit balcony.

  “Wow. This is beautiful.” She said with a gasp, looking out at the seaside view.

  “Not as beautiful as you…” I whispered, coming up behind her, placing my hands on her hips. She jumped, turning around. Our faces came together, our breaths fusing into one. My lips nearly brushed against hers before I pulled away, knowing a kiss would surely scare her away. “There’s something I want you to see…”

  Nixie tilted her head to the side, her hair bouncing off her shoulders. “What is it?” She asked, her voice barely a whisper. I reached into my pocket, pulling out the golden ring my nymph had given me two hundred years ago. Her eyes grew big, nearly popping out of their sockets. “You can’t mean… We only just met… this is insane…”

  “No. Don’t be silly, I’m not trying to propose to you,” I answered with a heavy heart. Even at the sight of the golden band, she could not remember me. I wondered if she would ever remember or if her memories were forever lost. “But I do want you to try and remember something for me, even if it sounds completely crazy, okay?” Nixie didn’t say a word. Her eyes were still glued to the ring in disbelief. “Okay?”

  Finally, she nodded. “Okay.”

  I took a deep breath, knowing I had a lengthy tale to tell. “Two hundred years ago, I used to be a pirate. I was known as Slade of the Seven Seas. I journeyed to every corner of the Earth, but in the end, I always came back to you.” I paused, refilling my lungs with air. “You were an Oceanid, a water nymph that presided over the Caribbean Sea. When I was young, you saved me from drowning and I never forgot this act of kindness you did for me. Soon, I fell in love with you. I wanted to marry you, but as an Oceanid, I could only marry you if I held a royal title and alas, I was just a common pirate.” At this point, Nixie seemed mesmerized by my story and she seemed to have no intention of stopping me so I continued.

  “So I planned to kill Atlas, King of the Pirates. And I even managed to do so, but only after he dealt me a fatal blow. I fell into the water and the last thing I remember was you holding me in your arms. You slid this ring on my finger and told me that you would wander the Earth in your human form until you found me. Well, here I am. Now please, remember me.”

  Chapter 9

  As if by magic, a sense of understanding washed over her eyes. Tears formed as she blinked, looking like diamonds had crystallized in the corners of her eyes. I gently wiped them away. “Please don’t cry…” I whispered, holding her tight, letting her head rest on my chest. I didn’t know if she remembered me or not, but one thing was certain, the feeling of her body pressed against mine was the best feeling in the world. I held her tight, vowing never to let her go.

  “I can’t believe I had forgotten you. For so many years, I’ve wandered this land, passing from one life to the next, looking for you.�
� Her voice was choked with tears, her slender arms wrapping around my waist. “This time, I convinced myself you were nothing more than a dream… now I realize the fool that I’ve been.”

  I ran my hands up down her back in a soothing motion. “It’s okay…” I kissed the top of her head, smelling the scent of saltwater floating from her person to my nostrils. “All that matters is that I have found you and that you remember me once more.” I pulled her away, holding her at arm’s length so I could peer into her eyes.

  “How did you survive for so long?” She asked.

  I chuckled. “You know, it wasn’t easy. After you put that ring on my finger, I washed up in a place called Jamaica. Everyone looked at me like I was some sort of a monster. I couldn’t speak their language and had nothing to trade so I had to work myself up to a small fortune. I worked day and night before I could buy myself passage to budding New England where I made a name for myself, starting up a bank and loaning money to all the people who thought they should move to the Frontier. Then, I eventually joined them, assuming a new identity and becoming a gold miner. And that’s when I really struck it rich. From that point on, I kept investing my money, letting it accumulate until the moment I found you.” I explained, pulling her toward the lounge chairs. I sat her on my lap, my hand on her thigh, resting there gently.