Page 113 of Finding Love with the Fae King

IcouldhearMelinachatting to the Alpha female of the tribe. Few giggles and talking of a stick left the tent and I prayed to the Goddess she was talking about the damn sword. Finley nudged me as the rest of the tribe watched the two women link arms together and enter the main hunt. Alpha Adam stood staring at his wife’s arse while I watched Melina’s as well.

Having two Alphas, me being a King of Fae and him being the tribe leader of the dragon shifters, put our primal instincts to the forefront. Adam had worked with me before, but unfortunately, his territorial dragon was throwing a fit with his territory infiltrated by unknown sources. I saw his eyes turn black with fury, thinking I had caused the danger lurking.

“You are playing with fire, girly one.” His dragon smirked as he weaved side to side. Adam’s dragon was red and black, the colors of his tribe. His family crest that hung on a flag entering their territory was that of a fire-breather, his ancestral family heritage. The scales of a dragon were almost impenetrable along with their skin. It took a particular poison, an acid, to break through using a sharp sword or bow. Difficult to make, but very potent.

Dragons themselves could speak in their dragon form, one of the few shifter families to do so. Most other shifters used a mind-link, but it was common for them to speak with this old race. “Are you done throwing insults? Our mates found it petty and left for some other fun. Would you like your code word or not?”

Adam’s dragon was a hot head sometimes, like all dragons. Once his parents passed away with a rival tribe over a mating issue, he took the position seriously. The tribe had prospered.

“Fine,” he huffed as the smoke swirled out of his nostrils. “Out with it.” This could have saved so much trouble earlier, but again, dragons are hot-headed and primal, just like a neanderthal of the humans.

“Axis,” I exclaimed, and instantly Adam reverted to his human form. The smoke plumed forth as the dark smoke covered the dragon’s body until Adam was left standing in his cloth. Adam growled again as he approached. His hand came out to grab my neck, but I instantly dodged and used my aura abilities to confuse him with my exact location. I kicked him in the back as Adam fell forward to the ground. He shook his head as he jumped back up while I stood and waited. Dragons were big and bulky, while fae were thin and agile, a perfect complement to an exciting fight.

The men cheered as Adam became frustrated with me evading his hits, while Everett screamed for me to get it over with. Adam might have been strong and a leader dragon, but he wasn’t the Head Elder dragon, nor was he the King of Shifters that held the most power.

In one swift movement, I grabbed his forearm as I drew strength from the dark force of my new unlocked power and blinded him for a moment. The black smoke covered his eyes as he tried to wave his hand against it as I pinned him to the ground. It was quick and easy, especially for his cocky attitude. Dragon or not, I was fae, and my power was more substantial than he thought.

“Do you yield?” I smirked as his face was still planted in the dirt. His cloth had ridden up, nearly exposing his arse as I leaned in closer to his ear. “It would be a shame if I had to get your mate out here to see you like this. So helpless.” When a male dragon loses in front of his mate, a female could reject him even if they were bonded. Dragon mate females wanted their mates strong, but I knew Amora wouldn’t do such a thing. She was a full fae, but Adam didn’t understand that fae would never dismiss a mate, so why not take that to my advantage?

“Fine, yield,” he growled as I let go, and he stood up. He dusted off his torso and gave a broad grin, as did I. We both grabbed each other’s forearms and went in for a brotherly hug. Cheers went around as we patted each other on the back. “Great sparing.” He chuckled.

“Sorry, Your Majesty, with the way our territory is being infiltrated, I had to be sure. There is something amiss, and we can’t figure it out. Wolves have been trying to sniff it out, but even King Emilio’s team can’t track them.”

“It’s all right. I completely understood. I was prepared to defend my entourage.” Finley rolled his eyes as a few beads of sweat dripped from his brow. Finley had a special attachment to Melina, and I knew he feared her safety like a brother would.

I grabbed my cape and tied it back as I laid my hand on my sword casually. Many of the bystanders scattered while his leading warriors stood by to listen to the information I had presented. Adam’s face grew red as I explained about the Blood Coven. Fists were clenched, jaw tight, his dragon nearly at the surface.

“We know something is happening soon, and I had to get here as quickly as possible. We hope to have this resolved at the end of the week, but I needed you on alert to keep your women and children safe. If you feel bringing them to the palace would help, we would be happy to accommodate them.”

Adam’s stance didn’t relax as his men murmured behind him about what they should do. The women were precious, there weren’t many mates to produce more dragons, and when there was a pregnancy, they were born male and not even a dragon, but the species of their mother.

“Let me talk to my mate and my men tonight in private and come to a decision.” A loud cackling came from the main hut, and a loud crash of a glass bottle hit the floor. Adam groaned and leaned his head back.

“She can be a bit of a lush when new women come into the tribe. I’m sure your mate is plastered.” Adam started walking to the hut, and I had a grin on my face.Who doesn’t love a drunk Melina?She was a horny drunk, and it was hot as hell.

Braxton started giggling like a fool and nudged Everett, who continued to shake his head. “They won’t let you watch, bro.” I groaned while Finley started laughing. The day they found their mates would be a gift from the Goddess; they had to get a life and stop following me around.

Once the door to the hut was shut, Melina stood twiddling her fingers. I wasn’t though. I was turned on by her assertiveness but wanted to crank it down a notch, and I knew exactly how to do that. Now, after she directly disobeyed me by talking to the strange creature I found out was named Creed, heading to the hut without permission and trying to expose my dick's size to the entire hut, I should have been mad.

“Darling?” I curved my index finger for her to come to me, which she happily did. She damn near skipped to me as her breasts touched my chest. I groaned, and she sashayed her hips, grinding her core into my cock. “Fuck,” I breathed. I thought I was the one that was to show dominance. Melina was too hot for her own good. The shoulder of her top fell gently, and she gave me a smirk as she gently pulled it down. Her exposed neck with my mark made my dick twitch as I wrapped my arms around her waist as I kissed her neck.

A moan left her lips as I sucked on her, and Melina’s hands grabbed my cock from the outside of my trousers. “Mmm, Osirus,” she palmed it, feeling it spring to life. Her fingers fiddled with the tie around her top as her breasts spilled into the cold air, pebbling along with contact.

I slapped her thighs, and she immediately jumped and wrapped around my waist. Kissing her all the way to the bed, I explored her mouth, that tasted of mulberry wine with a hint of vanilla bean. Another moan from her had me stripping her down to nothing in a matter of seconds as her wet pussy gleamed on the lush, red duvet. The aroma she put out was my drug, and I could smell her scent for days as I nudged my nose around her core.

Melina’s hips bucked for me to do more, but I wanted to tease and try something new. Usually, I liked my baby’s eyes opened, but while her eyes were closed and feeling the heat of my tongue, I decided to be sneaky. Pulling a device out of my pocket, I put on a small fingertip vibrator as I continued to lick her folds. With one hand on her tits and my tongue slipping into her hole, I placed the vibrator right on her clit. It was silent, so the jump and squeal from her had me panting. She immediately went over the edge, screaming my name as I continued to rub figure eight circles with the vibrator.

“Oh, Gods!” she screamed again as her orgasm piled up again.

I bit my bottom lip and pulled away, wanting to watch her face contort into mind-blowing pleasure. Melina tried to slow her breathing, but another wave quickly hit her; before she screamed, I slammed my mouth to hers so she could taste her cum. I flung the vibrator to the side of the bed, getting my next toy, a vibrator ring, to go over my dick. I positioned myself at her entrance.

“W-what was that? Oh, Gods, what?” Before she said another word, I pushed into her, and her pussy vibrated around my cock as it tickled her clit. “Oooh!” My baby creamed all over me, and I groaned at the wet slick running down her thigh.

Pushing into her at a fast rhythm, she opened her legs wider, moved them to the tops of my shoulder. I put my hands under her arse and really pounded her. Going deeper, hitting her cervix, she screamed for me over and over.

“You like that, baby? Do you like my cock tearing up your insides? Do you want it harder?” The ragged breaths and her eyes staring up into mine as she gripped the headboard, so I didn’t slam her head into it, was enough of an answer. I used my wings to push the air behind me as I rammed her harder.

“Yes! Yes!” Melina yelped as I burst my seed into her womb. Her pussy clamped on me just as I spilled into her, milking me, sucking me dry. I collapsed on her. The ring was still buzzing, and Melina continued to have mini aftershocks rack her body. Kissing up and down her neck and nuzzling into my mark, she sighed contently as she tickled my back with her fingers.

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