Page 106 of Finding Love with the Fae King

The desk was scattered with papers, important documents, lamps, and writing utensils that were easily swiped away with one arm as our bodies were still connected. Loud crashes to the floor didn’t even bother him as he laid me down. Osirus pushed both my legs back, so my knees were touching the sides of my torso. “I love to see you so open like this.” Osirus pulled his dick from me as I whined and kept my legs wide open. His head went straight to my pussy. “I can see everything, your wet cunt down to the ass I’m about to fuck.”

I could feel my juices pool down my crack. My face was aflame at how he could see every detail about me, even if the room was dim. He licked my clit several times, and I came undone all over again while he chuckled into my core. “I love how you respond to my touch, baby.”

“Daddy, I can’t,” I rasped harshly. I was so sensitive. If he just blew on my clit, I would break all over again. My breasts were tender marks all over them as I looked down at that devilish smirk.

“You can, baby. You can.” He rammed his dick into me again as I screamed in pleasure. “Cum again,” he commanded, and I did just that. His voice commanded me, and I easily obeyed, not able to control my body. Osirus said this body was his, and it was. I’d give him anything he wanted.

The warmth of his cum flowed through me again as I arched my back on the hard table. My knees were still firmly planted on the side of my torso. Osirus grunted as he filled me, but he still wasn’t satisfied. Releasing me from his hold, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Was it wrong of me to feel so turned on yet again? I groaned as I gripped his ass. I hadn’t touched him, and I would take every bit I could.

His muscular butt had me entranced. How could a butt look so damn nice? Gripping his butt as he walked, he flexed, and I felt my mouth just water. How was this even punishment?

Osirus had me kneel in front of the couch with my butt out and he slapped it once, hard.Ahh, there it is.There was the punishment. My core quivered as I felt more of his essence drip from me. Another slap at me, a moaning mess. Why does it hurt and feel so good at the same time?

“I’m going to fuck your ass, baby.” My head popped up from the couch; sensing my worry, he cocooned over my body, his head resting on my shoulder. “Slow baby, we are going slow. I will not hurt you, and you just must relax.” I nodded my head, not sure what to say as his warmth left my back. He dipped his cock in our juices as he tickled my hole. I held my breath, waiting for him to push forward, but he never came.

“Baby, relax,” he cooed as he kissed up my back.

The sparks took my mind off the prodding he was doing, and I felt the tightness of his cock slide in. It burned for a good few seconds until it stretched just for him. Osirus rested as he continued to pepper kisses at the top of my back. “So good, baby, such a good girl,” he cooed again as he gently pulled out to glide back in.

The fullness felt different. It was tight, but I also felt it down the front of my core. I moaned as he went a little faster as he rubbed my clit with his thumb.

“Damn, I won’t last long,” he whispered to himself as his body spasmed and dropped another load of his seed into my body. He had taken every part of me, and my body felt on fire.

I had fallen in love with the Fae King, who had shown me pleasure in the strangest of places, opening my small mind of lovemaking into something of a wonderland. My body spasmed again as a small orgasm ripped through me as he pulled his cock from the forbidden area. Osirus pulled me to the fur rug as we lay there, panting and an utter mess. A thin blanket from the couch was pulled by his long arms and covered us.

“Sleep, darling, no one will bother us.” I hummed in contentment as I turned and buried my face in his chest. This was my favorite place. Right here, right now, with the fae.

“Melina?” Osirus spoke as I had almost fallen asleep. “Everyone has an addiction. I never really believed that until I met you. You are my addiction, and I can never live without you.” I smiled and leaned in, pecking his lips until we started doing more than just pecking.

Our lips danced with each other until our tongues wanted more. He filled not only my mouth, but my heart with love. “Just when I didn’t think I could love you anymore, you go on and say and do the most wonderful things,” I whispered into his mouth.

Chapter Fifty-One

Melina

Ihadlearnedmylesson. No more keeping things from Osirus, and if he is in one of his “possessive moods,” go to Alaneo. Good to know.

After waking up from that thundering session and taking a walk of shame with a blanket covering my naked body down the hall, we all had to sit down and form a plan; just because I had Tulip out there listening to the crazy lady’s plans didn’t mean she was safe, and we weren’t out of the woods yet.

Alaneo had been working at Osirus’s desk all afternoon while we were away. Several important events had transpired in just two hours. Alaneo even scolded Osirus for being so neglectful of his duties, even though it was the first time in his life that he had ever done so. “Don’t make it a habit.” Alaneo playfully laughed as he rose from his seat.

“The dragon shifters are seeing some strange sightings, bursts of light, and even people covered in cloaks, only to vanish into thin air. These sightings are getting closer to the small tribes in the mountains full of the women and children up there.”

The dragon shifters were an old and dying breed. They were having trouble finding full-blooded dragon mates, mainly women. A full-blooded female dragon was extinct except for a few that were already mated, and even then, they were only giving birth to males. When the dragons found a female mate from another race, once they gave birth, they wouldn’t inherit the dragon blood and become whatever their mother was previously. Seers, healers, and shamans didn’t know what to do. They were at a loss, and dragons continued to pray to the Gods that something would change quickly, or they would slowly die off one by one through battle if that was ever to occur.

These dragon shifters had power besides their strength. Instead of breathing fire, they could breathe ice or use nature around them to fend off enemies. Now they were being threatened by witches and warlocks from what Alaneo had gathered. Dragon blood could enhance a witch’s power, but the only way to get a dragon to give blood was by doing so willingly or by death. With the fate of the women and children, they were now put at risk since they were weaker and causing some furious, domineering dragons. With our peace treaty with the Cerulean Moon Kingdom, we would have to go to war with the magical entities threatening them.

We would win a battle, no doubt about it, but the lost lives were something no one wanted on the winning side. Some things were inevitable, though.

“How is Tulip supposed to contact you?” Finley spoke up. I scratched the back of my head, not really wanting to answer.

“It never really came up.” I shrugged my shoulders, and Alaneo threw his hands in the air. “Honestly, it was a quick message sent to her by Primrose the morning after Osirus and me… did some things to make him super possessive.” I blushed remembering that night. I was always going to blush thinking about the dirty things we did. It was just going to happen.

“How did you even tell Primrose I didn’t even see her? I was right there with you the entire time.” Osirus rubbed my shoulders.

Rolling my eyes, “She fell asleep in the linen closet, and once we started to… ahem… she knew she couldn’t leave and disturb us, so she slept there. While I was doing some lady business, she came out, and I told her what to do.”

“This is getting ridiculous. Not a moment of peace around here.” Osirus sat down and pulled me to his lap. “What will we do now? We have no way to contact Tulip, or we will cause a scene and give her away.”

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