Page 19 of Dating A Fae
Milton’s magnificent. He’s holding a crystal tipped staff in the hand not holding mine. There’s a glowing pendant around his neck.
“No passage!” His voice is deep, rumbly, and goes right to my cock.
Lovely, we’re trying to protect a portal to another world, and my dick wants to get involved. Watching Milton work magic is something I never realized I wanted to experience.
A surge of heat runs from him to me and back, over and over, siphoning my energy for his needs.
Something disturbs the water at the far end of the pond, turning the ripples into waves. A head and shoulders rise into view. I squeeze Milton’s hand and he squeezes back, not breaking his concentration. My brain jumps into overload.
“I—I can burn. It’ll distract whatever that is. Or maybe give you a boost.”
He doesn’t answer, simply using my energy as he needs, but the creature or person before us continues its slow slide forward. Milton trembles. His hand’s clammy in mine, but I won’t release him, not until he’s ready.
Milton grits his teeth.
The creature sneers, water slips from its body to reveal a beautiful fae. Long golden hair, green eyes the color of meadow grass, flushed cheeks. But the teeth mash and the fae snarls.
“Release me! I am—” The fae chokes, slender hands clutch its throat.
“Go back to where you came from. You’re not allowed through, criminal.”
More snarling. Neither budges.
We’re at a standoff. Milton’s breathing is too heavy. He’s exerting too much.
“Let me help you, Milton,” I whisper.
Sweat drips in his eyes as he nods. “Burn for me, love.”
At his words, I’m the brightest light. My clothes fall softly to the ground while I’m already on the other side of the room.
I swarm the intruder, confusing them. Zoom by their face. Their legs, tripping them up. They swat at me, and I continue maneuvering.
Milton mutters fae spells under his breath. The gem on his staff glows brighter. He pounds the end to the floor three times.
I go to dive-bomb the fae again, but the pond gurgles and sucks them down. The surface of the pond sinks back into the floor and disappears.
Adrenaline pumps through my light body. Well, the wisp equivalent anyway. I bounce around the room, burning off extra energy.
After Milton catches his breath, he laughs at my antics. “You’re adorable. I mean, how playful you are is adorable. You’re freer this way.”
He’s right. I’m stifled in life, but being with Milton helps me feel free.
I hover in front of him and shift to my human form. “You were amazing, Milton.”
“I couldnothave done it without you distracting them. They were strong. Stronger than the charms.” He runs a hand through his hair.
“You’re shivering.” Milton’s cold to the touch when I reach for him.
“So are you.” He runs his palms over my arms.
As bold as I’ve ever been, I say, “You could help warm me up.” I don’t know why I’ve been so scared to go further with Milton.
We both moan into a kiss. My hard cock presses against him. I don’t protest when he fists me. I thrust into his offering.
“I think I’m ready to try blow jobs.”
Milton kisses my jaw, my throat, my chest. He sucks one nipple into his mouth as he pinches the other, causing me to thrust into his hand harder.
