Page 51 of A Kiss From a Faerie King

This meeting, though momentarily paused, is an important one. It was called to establish our boundaries. While I reign overThe Woodscreator—The Great Oak—the realm it sprouted above has been left unruled. It hasn’t been a problem in centuries yet, but our arrivals made sure to tell me of the new creatures that have begun to call it home.

Some linger on the outskirts and the undiscovered portions of the dense forest, while each monster here today has laid claim to a different section. A portion of The Woods will be Asgortah’s domains, where unlucky souls can still seek out bargains. Lassar will take the cave system and hoard treasure as he sees fit. Zalenyk will control the waterways in and aroundThe Woodswhile I will remain here.

Securing my realm as I always have and always will with my queen by my side.

Zalenyk and Lassar have been very territorial lately due to their families continuing to grow. Both of their unions have brought forth a new species of half-human, half-creature, and their domains' safety is paramount. Whatever the future has in store for these new halfling children, we can all rest easy knowing we are in support of keeping them safe.

Looking down at my lovely queen, maybe one day, the two of us will embark on that adventure together when the time is right. For now, I am far too greedy to share her and will continue to bring her the contraceptive herbs each morning.

Her gown falls to the floor as I pin her to the nearest tree. The smooth skin of her thighs wraps around me, and her skin glows like a star in the moonlight. Entering her in one swift thrust, I weave my fingers through her curls to cup her head. Her breasts bounce with the impact of each thrust as her moans echo around us.

“Still so tight, my blossom. Your perfect cunt is too much,” I groan.

“It welcomes my king whenever he wants it. You rule it just as you do my heart.”

The primal surge to claim her harder rips from me as I yank her from the trunk of the tree and lay her on the soft grass. The sprites gather around us and buzz on their colorful wings. Faeries gather, too, their short bodies watching with dark eyes as I take their queen. Grunts and moans soon drown out the sound of the music as everyone in the meadow swiftly gives in to the lust permeating the air.

My realm sparkles.The Great Oakis pleased with the number of couplings occurring and is flooding it with primal magic.

Yet my eyes remain on my beauty. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are wide as I spear into her wet flesh once more. Her legs go up on my shoulders as I hold her hips in my hands. Fucking her onto my length, I revel in the sloppy sounds her wet pussy makes as I take her hard and fast in the damp grass.

“It’s perfect,” she moans. “Every bit of this life with you is better than any dream.”

“You’re my only dream,” I growl, increasing my tempo as I feel her muscles start to clench down on me. “My only desire. There is nothing beyond you. Beyond this.”

“I love you, Emrys,” she sighs, her hands curling into the grass beside her.

“I love you,” I echo and slam into her with a force that has her body sliding along the wet ground.

Her body thrashes in my grip, but I don’t stop. The wave of her pleasure is just about to crash. When it does, her pussy strangles my hard cock, and her back arches. Her mouth is open in a silent scream as I let myself go. My spine locks, and I flood her little pussy with my seed and fuck it into her so she gets every drop. It pools between us before hitting the grass below. She eagerly welcomes every drop, rocking her hips forward to capture it all.

Once my body stops trembling, I pull her from the ground and hold her in my arms. My claws skim up her back as her own wrap around my neck. Our crowns tangle together just as the threads of our souls do.

She is mine. Always.

Much has changed over these years together, and change will only keep happening. With the new creatures stirring inThe Woodsand the future of these pairings and the children resulting from them still unclear, the only thing that’s certain is that things will become different. I welcome it all, especially with Laurelle by my side.

The years without her were empty. Whatever these next ones bring will fulfill me in a way I never thought possible before her. Looking down at her face, I know she feels the same. As do the other monsters in my meadow. They said as much before the faerie wine really started to flow.

The power we’ve all wielded for so long was nothing without someone to share it with. Life without love—without our humans—isn’t worth living. We will all do whatever we must to safeguard them and our futures together.

Rolling to my side, I tuck Laurelle against me. The cool evening breeze feels good against our hot skin that sticks together with our sweat. I peel one dark curl from her temple and wrap it around my finger.

Leaning down, I whisper all that I’ve just thought into her ear. I make promises of our future and more declarations of love than I can count. When her smile stretches so wide I’m sure her cheeks are beginning to ache, I kiss her perfect mouth and gaze into the soul I’ve claimed.

“You saved me. Fulfilling the prophecy saved my realm—my people—but you did more than that. I couldn’t have survived another handful of centuries without you. Without this,” I confess.

Her eyes sparkle with unshed tears as she kisses me back gently.

“You saved me too. From a life of cruelty, you’ve given me everything. You are everything to me.”

The meadow around us glows as the sprites settle in, and the magic from our fucking flows through the land. I can’t help my own smile as I take it all in. Things may be changing and yet my love for Laurelle will always remain.

I grin as my cock hardens against her hip. Gently, I take her shoulder and roll her onto her side with her back pressed up against my chest. My hand skims down her side, eliciting a high-pitched scream as she squirms. My ticklish little queen. I continue touching her until I reach her soft knee and lift it before settling her thigh along my hip.

Laurelle giggles and looks at me over her shoulder.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

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