Epilogue

Jarrah forced his feet to move faster as he walked through the Elven forest. He would have run if he could have done, but he needed to look somewhat natural as he made his way to the portal. It was bad enough that he was the one having to report back to Edmeed. The last thing he wanted to do was to attract unnecessary attention, especially with what was going on.

“Jarrah! It’s been absolutely ages since you visited us.”

His heart hit the roof of his mouth as his feet froze mid-step at the sound of Adilyn’s voice. Of all the people that could be lurking in the forest, it had to be her.

“Hey, yeah, I was just on my way to see you,” he lied, turning to face the nymph.

Her beauty knocked him for six, as it always did, and he forced himself to look away from her. He had learned a long time ago that if you looked at a nymph for too long, you were done for.

“Oh, how sweet of you. We’ve missed you, you know. All of us. It’s just not the same around here when you’re not with us. Won’t you stay?”

Her voice was as sweet as honey on freshly toasted buns but inside that heart of hers, was nothing but evil. She was one of the Dark Fae and the Master’s pride and joy, along with her two sisters, Heidi and Camelia. Alone, Adi could be your worst nightmare but when they came as a trio, you were lost in a world of beautiful fuckery that would leave a giant begging for more while spilling every secret he had ever sworn to protect with his life.

“For a few minutes, I will stay, but then I have to get on. It’s been so long since I’ve seen your beautiful face, Adi. I just couldn’t pass through without at least saying hello.”

“Only for a few minutes,” Adi said.

There it was, the pout that melted a million souls. The pout that tugged at your heart and turned everyone who saw it into a huge blob of jelly, including Jarrah. He had hoped that he had grown accustomed to seeing it and that it would no longer cause his balls to swell with need as he looked into her beautiful blue eyes, but as always, he fell for it.

“I guess I could stay a little longer,” he said.

“Wonderful. My sisters will be so pleased. They always say that nobody can satisfy them like you, Jarrah. It must be all that Elven blood that you have rushing around, making everything strong and hard.”

Jarrah felt his face flame hotter than a dragon’s fiery breath as Adi began walking towards him. He knew he should be running for the hills of Faerie as fast as he could, but it was too late. It had been too late the second she had laid her evil eyes on him.

“Where were you running to, Jarrah?”

Her hands were working their way up his chest and his breath hitched in his throat as her fingers touched the bare skin on his neck. “I wasn’t running anywhere.”

“Are you sure? You wouldn’t lie to me, would you? That would make me very upset, Jarrah.”

“No! Never, Adilyn. Never would I do that. “

He wanted to fall at her feet and beg for forgiveness for her even thinking that he would lie to her. The thought of her being upset threatened to tear him in two and brought tears to his eyes.

“That’s good, baby. You know that I don’t like to be upset. Crying makes me look ugly and I want to look beautiful for you. I want you to think that I’m the most beautiful creature you’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“You are, Adi. You truly are. Not even your sisters can compare to you. The way your golden hair frames your face and tickles the small of your back as it trails over your shoulders fills me with jealousy. The way your eyes shine in the sun as its rays dance across your delicate skin makes me want to drag the sun from the sky because it gets to touch what I can’t have. Every minute that I’m not near you, breathing you in and feeling your body next to mine is like eternal torture.”

As he heard his words float through his ears, he knew he was done for and he wouldn’t be reaching that portal. He knew that Edmeed was waiting for his report but he had fallen harder than he had ever fallen before and as her soft, raspberry flavoured lips pressed against his, he knew that he wasn’t going to survive the night.

“Tell me about the portal, Jarrah,” Adi said.

Jarrah moaned as he fought the need to lay down on the mossy forest floor and pull her onto him. He knew what she was doing and it was futile to fight it, but he had to try, somehow.

“You’re holding back on me, baby. You know you can’t deny me.”

She raised his hands and placed them on her naked breasts, forcing his fingers to close around them. Her lips trailed soft kisses down his neck and her delicate hands undid his shirt buttons faster than should have been possible.

“Squeeze them, Jarrah. You know that I love it.”

Jarrah groaned as he felt her tongue trailing its way down his chest, towards his naval. He could feel himself slipping as her magic filtered into the pores in his skin. He had promised himself that he wouldn’t let her touch him again. He knew how costly that was in the long run, having seen it with his own eyes. Cirrus hadn’t stood a chance that day. The Master had brought him to the Hall of Traitors, which had been filled to bursting with Black Seel and spectators from all the dark parts of Faerie, wanting to see the punishment that was befitting the troll that had risked the revolt. Adilyn and her sisters had entered and Cirrus had been smitten from the star, along with every male and female in the hall. Nymphs were not picky. They had an insane sexual appetite and would ravage anyone. The longer that person lasted, the better, but as soon as you begged to be fucked, you would be, literally. Cirrus had learned that faster than a speeding bullet, as did the watching crowd.

“I’m waiting, Jarrah....”

His eyes rolled as her lips were placed around his Elven rod. Her mouth was as warm as a summer's day as she worked on him, back and forth. He couldn't control the groans that were escaping of their own accord, despite willing his mouth to stay shut.

“You taste like chocolate sent from the Master himself. Come for me, Jarrah. I want to taste you. All of you.”

“The portal is how we send messages to Faerie,” He blurted.

Adilyn’s lips paused at the tip of his rod and she looked up at him with eyes that were once beautiful, but suddenly seemed dark and murky.

“Really, well, in that case, you better run along and deliver your message. I would hate for you to enjoy all the fun now, especially when the Master would want to watch. You know how he likes that. Run along now, Jarrah. I have to prepare my sisters for a foursome that will be beyond your wildest dreams. Don't you even think of running, Jarrah. That would upset me greatly and you don’t want to do that, do you?”

Jarrah shook his head as he wailed with a heartache so intense, he would have killed himself on the spot if Adi had asked him to. “Never. Once I deliver my report, I am yours for eternity, my love.”