Page 83 of Finding Love with the Fae King

“Behave, or I’ll have to show you who’s your real daddy,” he whispered lowly.

I giggled and nodded my head at how silly it sounded. Both of us were drenched in sweat, but the party was in full swing. It must be close to midnight, because I saw my father nodding and waving at a few people as he approached us.

“I’m going to head off to bed, My Princess.” Father looked at me longingly. He gave a quick glance to Osirus and smiled. “You don’t have to see me out tomorrow, and I’ll be back in two weeks for your coronation and binding ceremony. Calista should have something to help us stay out of water for longer periods by then.”

“Thank you, Dad!” I gave him a large hug, and he returned the sentiment. He kissed my head and held me out by my shoulders.

“I’m so happy to have found you, Melina. I wish I could have you a little longer. However, I understand how important it is to find your mate. Come visit anytime you wish, and I mean that.” The last part of his sentence was stern, which only made me laugh as I gave him one final hug. Again, he nodded to Osirus as if to say to tell him to take care of me.

Osirus led me to a sitting area where Alaneo was quietly drinking in the corner, and his eyes never left the table that sat in the middle of the sitting area. His eyes were clouded over as he rubbed his chin several times before laying his head back on the sofa. “Don’t bother him, darling. This is how he copes.” I hummed in response as the Red Fury took their seats around us as well. Alaneo’s mouth slowly parted as soft snores came from his side of the couch.

“No ladies that suit your fancy tonight?” Osirus pried as Everett rolled his eyes.

“Ya, they all want some fish to lie with them, saying it is a rare occasion.” I held back a laugh as Finley and Braxton nodded mournfully.

My body felt feverish at my feet and was working slowly up my body. Once it reached my core, I felt it tingle, and I was instantly turned on by whatever this feeling was. The beat of the music was felt within my core, and my nipples instantly hardened. My breath became sporadic, and my head became light and dizzy. I looked at Osirus to see if he felt the same, but he was still talking to Everett about their women trouble.

A song came on that caught my ears, and I had the urge to dance, to let my body be free and flow with the music. My head rolled back, trying to catch my bearings, to make myself feel lowered to the ground, but nothing was helping. My eyes became half-closed as I continued to fight the urge to stand up, but it was a lost cause. What harm would it be to just dance right here instead of on the dance floor?

Osirus

Everett continued to joke how he was spending time alone with his good-ole friend his hand, while Finley and Braxton tried to lighten the mood. The night was, in fact, still young. Melina was sitting at my side, swaying. The alcohol that Tulip gave her must have hit her harder than Melina intended.

Suddenly, Melina was standing up and swaying to the music. She looked downright hypnotic. I was grateful she stayed right there, not on the dance floor. I think I would have spanked her, leaving me here with these nimrods.

The sways became more engaging and seductive, her hips moving to the beat, her arms lifting above her head as she continued to roll her head from side to side. My friends looked at her, but I was too entranced by her body and the freeness she was showing. Enjoying the pleasure of how her body moved, I lifted my hand to turn her to me. Her eyes opened, and she saw me, and she gave a playful smirk.

Melina swayed before me in sensual movements as she placed each knee on either side of my waist. My body was so turned on. My mind had been covered in a haze of lust at how she touched my open tunic. Her eyes wandered my body as she licked her lips and sucked her fingers that held my sweat. She was a damn vixen when she would let go, and maybe she should drink occasionally.

“Fuck, Melina, you are going to kill me.” She giggled as she peeled back my tunic so my shoulders showed. It pooled to my elbows, my torso was available for all to see. Some women looked my way, but I could only concentrate on this seductress before me.

Her core met my painfully hard erection as I held her hips, guiding her toward how I wanted her to move. “Feel my cock, baby. Do you see how bad you turn me on?” I growled at her.

I was fully aware of my friends watching, but damn, my dick didn’t care right now. I needed her as much as she needed me. We had been away from each other far too long, and I didn’t have the heart to make her stop and take her to our room.

“Do you like me dancing for you?” she whispered as she captured my lips. Her eyes were full of lust as she eyed my torso, which made me thankful for early morning workouts. My mate loved my body; this was the first time she really appreciated it with me knowing.

Her breasts were heaving in my face, the damn material covering what I really wanted. Her glorious tits couldn’t stay contained for long. I didn’t want to allow them to be free so others could gawk at them, but Gods, I wanted them in my mouth. I wanted to feel her nipple roll between my lips as I sucked them till they hurt.

My hands groped her from the outside of the material, hiding those glorious breasts. She let out a moan as she grabbed my neck to kiss me. One hand on her arse and one hand on her breast. I could die a fortunate man.

Another song came on, and she smiled wildly at me. “I love this song,” she husked. Her voice was a damn turn-on how low it got as she spoke into my mouth. Her head leaned back, and she put both of her hands into her hair and for the first time since that first night in the Cerulean Moon Kingdom, I heard her sing.

I heard the same voice my first night at the Crimson Shadows Pack. Her voice really was hypnotic, just like her body. The voice was so damn alluring it drew me in to hold her and keep her close. As she continued her assault, giving me the best lap dance in existence, she was suddenly not there. I opened my eyes to enjoy my mate’s touch until I saw a wolf with her in his arms.

“The hell do you think you are doing?” I stood up, going to reach for my mate. Before I could grab her back, the entire sitting area was surrounded by unmated wolves and fae. The only ones not affected were the mated and her brothers. Lucca came running in, baring his fangs, while her brothers started shoving them off.

Finley, Everett, and Braxton joined the fight while I jumped over the couches and lunged at the wolf, whose hands were on to Melina. The sitting area was being torn apart. Unmated and mated men were at each other’s throats, some brother against brother as the wolf who captured her backed to the door during the riot.

Melina’s eyes were in terror as he gripped her arm tightly. Blood was dripping down her arm as she tried to pull him off. “Let me go, please!” she cried, and my heart broke listening to her pleading. I was going to kill him. I was sure of it.

I stood in front of the deranged wolf, whose eyes were clouded over. Before I jumped to rip his throat out, Lucca grabbed me. “Did she sing?” he panted as he looked at her. I nodded yes, and he quickly took his attention to Melina. “Command him, Melina, don’t beg or plead. Tell him what to do!” Melina tried to pull his hand away from him but whimpered.

“You must show domination, Melina! Don’t show fear, or it won’t work!” Melina’s eyes darted back and forth between the wolf and Lucca.

“Darling, you can do this. Don’t be afraid. You are strong,” I coached her as she continued to pull in silence. The extra encouragement she needed helped as she stood up straight and stopped pulling.

“I demand that you stop this right now!” Melina yelled into his ear. A small whimper left his lips as he let go, and she ran to me, burying her face in my chest. I pulled her away from the scene, only for Lucca to stop me from speaking to Melina again.

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