Fay Warrior, Fay Master

Chapter Six

Fay Warrior, Fay Master
Chapter Six

The human stared at his beautiful captive. “I am afraid that I cannot release you. You see…I have been studying faerie activity around here and have found your activities to be the most um…interesting.”

Willa eyed him inquisitively. “Interesting? And what do you mean by that?”

The delectable man sat down before her and reached a hand toward the cage. Gently, he rubbed a finger across her breasts protruding between the bars. She shivered with heat while moistening for him.

“I mean that it has been interesting to find a lovely little faerie spying on me. So I find it difficult to release such a treat.”

“I have done no such thing!”

“Ah…but I have seen you watching me for weeks. Do you always watch human men in such a lustful, wanton way?”

Willa stuttered angrily, “No…never! And you are mistaken, human! I have not been spying on you!”

“My name is Ronan, Willa. And I know you have watched me…like I said, I have seen you,” he replied matter-of-factly reaching toward the cage again. Willa trembled even before he touched her…unable to move away. His finger slid down the length of her body feeling all that the bars could not hide.

“How, how do you know my name?” she moaned against her will.

“I told you, I know that you have been watching me. And I will let you in on a little secret. You have been under my study as well. So I know more than you think I do… ”

Willa’s heart pattered uncontrollably. What was this human…Ronan trying to tell her? His evasive words set her on edge. She much more preferred a direct approach. She had never heard a human speak so vaguely. She half expected him to speak in riddle. But she had little time to think further on it. Her house was in jeopardy especially now that he had rescued her from Barridean. She must return at once. And she must confront her mother.

“You must release me, Ronan. It is true. I have been watching you but I was only exploring. I must return to my kingdom immediately. There is much at stake if I cannot return.”

“But Willa, you mischievous little imp, do you not care to explore some more? Are there things about a human that you have yet to discover that you would like to discover now?” His eyelids dropped effectively hiding his expression. He ignored her plea for release. She did not like this move. Warning bells sounded in her head but yet, she ignored them.

During this conversation, she had disregarded her bare flesh. Gazing at Ronan and listening to his silky voice sent chills across her skin. Thoughts of her kingdom slipped from her mind. Her fiery nature took over. She must have him! Some how some way, she must! Ronan leaned in again and stretched out a finger. Subconsciously, she moved her body so that the bars would not block so much. This time his experienced finger slid from her breasts, down her belly, past her naval, and to the small tufted black and silver triangle between her thighs. She moaned as he gently pressed against her most sensitive spot. Fire exploded through her body.

“I have been curious about you for a long time, Willa. Are you not the least bit curious about me?” He asked. His breathing seemed to quicken when she began to ride him. As desire flooded her soul, she grabbed her breast with a tiny hand tweaking the nipple as she bent down to suck it. She knew she had wanted to escape but at the moment the reason left her. Ronan moaned as he watched her pleasure herself upon him.

“Oh yes,” she sighed resting her head against the bar while riding him more zealously. Ronan appeared happy to oblige her wanton nature.

“Then you must promise to stay with me for awhile. If you promise, then I will release you from your cage. Do you agree?” He breathed his question with much difficulty.

Willa nodded her head oblivious to Ronan undressing himself as he continued to play with her. His finger was far too large for entry but his mere touch made her want to cream right then and there.

“Tell me, little princess, tell me that you agree to this. I will have it no other way,” he insisted continuing the wonderful torture.

“Yes, Ronan, I will agree. Just please do not stop, please. I have wanted this for so long,” she groaned her admission as her juices spread across the tip of his finger. She suddenly noted with pleasure that he sat before her stripped of most clothing…what he could remove with one hand. He pulled his finger away and before she could protest, stuck it into his mouth to suck hungrily upon it. Butterflies shot through her belly at the intoxicating gesture. The human had just tasted her nectar. Slowly, he removed the remainder of his bothersome garments. Her heart quickened with excitement.

“Since you have agreed, I will open the cage. But remember your promise. A true faerie does not break a promise. And being of the royal family, I would never expect you to break yours.”

“How did you….”

“Shhhh…now is not the time to discuss such things,” he hushed her reaching for the latch.

Slowly, he released the clamp that had held the door closed then pulled his hand away to disappear under the table. Willa knew why his hand had disappeared as she watched his arm slowly moving up and down. She stepped just outside of the cage mesmerized by the methodic motion. As if her feet had a mind of their own, she stepped forward toward him until she stood at the edge of the table. She gazed down at his tremendously hard shaft where his hand eased up and down in caress. Inadvertently, her own hand eased down to touch herself in response.

“Have you ever seen a human pleasure himself?” he moaned at the delightful wave that rolled over him.

“No, never,” she admitted entranced.

Ronan stood and made his way to the bed while he continued stroking himself. Willa gasped then flew to his shoulder unwilling to lose eye contact. Shivers of delight sped across her body at the feel of her skin pressed so intimately against his. She wrapped an arm behind his neck and smiled at the goose bumps that covered him.

He lay upon the bed making himself comfortable while Willa walked down his chest to his cock. With each step, his muscles rippled beneath her dainty feet. She smiled when she spied the perfect sitting spot. She sat upon his naval positioning it beneath her heated core and commenced to watching him while playing with herself and undulating her hips.


McKinzie S. Heart
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