Bound (A Faery Story 1)

she could imagine. He just had to remember to treat her with the

gentle care a bondmate required.

He came, envisioning himself shoved halfway down her throat.

He came in hot spurts, covering his thighs in his own cum. It didn’t

matter. For the first time in a long time, he found it easy to sleep.

* * * *

Meg was shaking slightly as the gnome, and now she was pretty

damn sure it was a gnome, removed the collar from around her neck.

“Was that…?” Meg found it difficult to form the words. It was

ridiculous. It was stupid. It just might be real. “Holy shit, were those

men vampires?”

The gnome, who she thought was named Cara, laughed gently.

Her light blonde hair shook. She looked at her husband, the gnome

named Rhys, and said something in that other language they spoke

before turning back to Meg. “Aye, mistress, they are vampires, but

don’t worry none. We won’t let them bite you. They just want to see

what they will be fighting for.”

She put a hand on her hip and said something to her husband.

Rhys rolled his eyes. “Fine then, woman. Meg, my wife wants to

unchain you. We’re taking you to the arena where the tournament will

occur. You can watch one of two ways. I can keep you bound and

naked like that, or I can give you a robe and let you sit with us in the

stands.”

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“I think I’ll take the robe.” Meg wasn’t going to let this chance get

by her. The gnomes were small. One well-placed kick, and she would

be on her way.

Rhys’s eyes narrowed on her. “If you run, you should know that

one of them vampires will be on you before you can think to shout.