Faery Godlover

He pounded her harder and faster and deeper until she thought she would faint from too much pleasure. Together, they rode toward the ultimate completion.

“More…” she begged, her voice was raw.

She dug her nails into his flesh. “More…” The pleasure quickly gathered to promise the storm of the century. Her body tensed, getting closer. “Duada!”

The second climax tore through her. It was so powerful it bordered on agony. She thought she’d died for a moment and had been resurrected in the wickedest, most wanton way. She floated through red-hot ecstasy as Duada slammed his cock into her three more times and then came with a grunt.

He jerked as he emptied his seed into her.

Their bodies were slicked with perspiration and the smell of sex, grass and flowers hung thickly around them. The glorying moment consumed her whole. Her pussy fluttered around his shaft, milking him to the last drop. Duada disengaged from her and crashed to the grass next to her.

He found her hand and gripped it hard as they basked in the afterglow.

Then, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing together there in the moonlight, and as Jasmine opened her eyes again, she saw that the glamour around them—the silver trees and violet skies—had all faded. Everything was mundane again. Everything but Duada, his face serene as his chest rose and fell, breathing heavily.

Their gazes clashed.

“Won’t you be mine?” he asked, “I want to take you home with me and make you my princess.”

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; “Me? Princess?” Jasmine laughed. “That sounds like a fairytale.”

“Do you forget who I am?” Duada stroked her cheek. “I want to take you on adventures. There are beautiful places to visit. Grand parties to attend.” He played with a strand of her hair and curled it around his finger. “We’ll have many more dates. There are so many things I want to show you.”

Jasmine studied him. Duada looked and sounded sincere. “Adventure. I like the sound of that.”

Duada kissed her passionately.

“Has this ever worked before? A relationship between a fae and human?”

“It is known that some fae take a human spouse. The Halfling is usually fostered in faeland.”

“But you people are immortal, is it right? Would you still like me when I’m old and saggy?”

Duada laughed. “My dear, you forget who am I. My magic will keep you young forever. No sickness. No old age if that is what you wish.”

“Oh. But what about your Queen? Is she going to be okay with you taking a human lover?”

“Bride. Wife. My Princess,” Duada corrected. He stroked her hair lovingly. “My aunt is wiser than everyone gave her credit for. Perhaps this was her will when she gave me this task. I can’t wait to bring you home with me. We’re going to send the Court of Summerland in a tizzy.”

Jasmine sighed dreamily. “Just like a fairytale.”

The End

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