Page 40 of Dark Fae's Desires
Unicorn porn.
That’s all it is.
Nothing more.
“Yes,” I croak out, hoping that Savvie will see it as black and white as Elrich is making it out to be.
“Then watch,” the unicorn Shifter says and takes his mammoth dick in his hand again.
“What is this?” a voice, only slightly familiar, asks incredulously from behind me.
I spin to see Rath’Na standing there with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on his face.
“Does Savannah know you are out here engaging in…?” He waves his hand around.
“What are you doing following me?” I growl, the fear of being caught shooting through me, thus confirming that I’m doing wrong.
“I was out for a stroll and happened upon the two of you,” he says.
“Are you going to tell her?” I ask worriedly.
“Are you?” he asks back.
“There’s nothing to tell,” I retort, hoping he believes me. The last thing I need is him running back to Savvie with this. I can see something brewing between the two of them. We all can. None of us are stupid or blind.
“Hmm,” he murmurs, his eyes fixated on Elrich’s huge cock. “Quiteimpressive, I must say.”
“Thank you,” Elrich replies with a little laugh, then he slips into the lake and swims away, leaving me and Rath’Na to stare at each other.
“You’re a Vampire?” he asks eventually.
“Yes. What of it?”
“You’re feeding from him?” He gestures with his head to the lake.
“He offered, I’m starving, so yeah, go and tell Savannah if you must,” I grouch.
“Does she know how hungry you are?”
I blink, taken aback. “Uhm, I suppose she must. I haven’t told her…”
“I will have a word with the girl. Make her see that not feeding you herself is making you play away from home.”
“No!” I exclaim, putting my hand up. “Don’t say that to her. She is very against Vampires and biting and… just please stay out of it.” Christ on a bike. If he goes to her with this, she will turn from me without a doubt.
“You will starve then because you will not go near him again.” He approaches me slowly but with so much menace, I nearly wet myself. “Are we clear?”
“Why do you care?” I choke out, wondering why my balls have suddenly grown too big for me to back up my words.
“I care about Savannah,” he says, tilting his head and giving me a penetrating look from his glowing green eyes that scares the shit out of me. “I won’t allow anyone to hurt her.”
The tension in the air mounts. My palms are sweating fiercely, and I feel a bit ill. The presence coming off him makes my knees shake.
“So, do we have a problem, or are we going to be friends?” he asks me after several long moments.
“Friends,” I say immediately. “I’ll talk to her tomorrow.”
“Today, if you please,” he says, turning away from me, his tone and mood light again. “I will continue my stroll now. It is quite pleasant out here, don’t you think?”
