LMAO, okay beachlovers, I get the point: Still waiting to see his fae fae I assume the rest of you pervs are waiting too? Yeah, thought so... enjoy!
~Chapter Ten~
The following Spring...
Our double hand fasting ceremonies had gone beautifully. At first, however, it had taken some convincing to coax Father into the Wood. As Jasper was Zafrina's son, and Zafrina could not leave her property, we had all agreed the ceremony would be done there so she could not only witness, but preside over it.
It had been a little odd, admittedly, when Emmett and Carlisle had been in attendance, but I was quickly learning that a little intimacy among friends was not uncommon amongst the Fae. I just was not sharing that with anyone except Edward.
I had yet to see if faeries had mutations such as ogres and elves. From what the ladies of the village had hinted at, I would be finding out tonight.
I was nervous.
But very excited.
The last months had been torture in my attempt to not attack Edward when he would call on me.
I'd even been very tempted to lay mine own hands upon myself, especially when picking oranges from the orchard. I couldn't smell them now without physically reacting.
Alice had thought it would be funny to braid the blossoms into my crown for today. Every time the wind shifted, and I caught a whiff, my head became fuzzy.
The festivities had wound down and we had said our good byes. Father and Alice were weepy eyed over the fact that the creatures of the Wood had taken me in as their new High Princess at Edward's side, and were taking the longest to make their departure from us.
Finally, we had done it.
I was snuggled into Edward's arms as he flew us into the Wood. He'd been working on a new home for us, one more befitting a woman, as he'd said, than his tree house and I couldn't wait.
When we alighted on the ground in front of it, my breath was swept away by its beauty. He'd formed the house from the trunk of a very large tree, so that it blended into the forest around it, yet still spoke of royalty.
"Are you ready to leave the path, Bella?" he asked softly by my side.
I still had never figured out what Zafrina had meant by that, but I did know one thing…I would follow Edward anywhere he led me. "Yes, husband, I am," I answered without hesitation.
Once inside, he showed me to the bedroom, after showing me how the stream behind the tree trickled through a corner of the room so that we always had running fresh water.
I freshened up and discarded my gown before lying on luxurious bed the people of faerie had given us as a wedding gift.
My heart was racing.
My mouth was dry.
My palms were sweaty.
Then Edward fluttered in.
And everything was right.
He came to me, his orange scent flooding the room when he laid eyes upon me in my bridal bed, and I finally understood.
It was the scent he emitted when feeling the strongest intimate ties to me. It was just for me. It was his way of marking me, claiming me as his.
His wings upon my naked flesh were more than I could have ever imagined. They were like an extension of him...as his fingertips grazed me, his wings held me. When his wingtips brushed my breasts and nipples, leaving them a pale green, his fingers held my hips.
I was on sensation overload as he accomplished the impossible. Bringing my entire body to life with his fingers, his toes, his mouth and tongue… and his wings.
When he rose above me to disrobe, I held my breath and closed my eyes.
I felt his weight settle against me; his lips seeking mine out for an impassioned kiss. "Are you ready, princess, my love?"
His lingering caresses and touches had built up a burning fire within me and I was more than ready, I was desperate. I needed...more.
He shifted down, nudging my knees apart with his slim legs before settling against me once more. I felt his manhood nestle against my cleft and I sucked in a breath.
His fingers and wings continued to stroke me as he planted kisses on me wherever he could reach.
I felt his fingers probe between us, spreading me open to him so that he pressed against a spot that made me shudder and arch up into him. He chuckled, asking me to be patient for a moment, and then his fingers slipped inside me and ran slow circles around my opening. There was a slight sting as he began stretching me, but almost immediately there was a pleasant tingling that faded into...nothing.
What had he done? Was he using faerie magic to ease my first time?
"Forgive me, love. I did request some elven essence to help ease my passage this first time. I still can't take away all of the pain you will feel, but this should lessen it," he said, a hint of sadness in his voice.
His thoughtfulness touched me deeply. "Oh Edward, my darling, the women of the village have told me what to expect and you have already far surpassed the expectations they had set. I trust you, make me yours."
"As you wish," he whispered and pressed his length forward.
It wasn't until he'd gone past the numbed area that I really began to feel him. It wasn't too bad. I could do this, I thought.
Then he began to swell. He was growing inside me, the further he pushed forward, encouraging my legs to open and fall to the sides. He was going so slowly and I just wanted him, all of him, as melded with me as he could be, so I thrust my hips upwards.
There was a sharp pinch that had my eyes flying open and my breath leaving me in a whoosh...as I abruptly sucked it back in at what I saw.
I had not imagined him growing inside of me.
A winged man was above me.
My face broke into a smile and his lips lowered to mine as he withdrew gently from me, only to press back into me. Our eyes stayed fixed on each other the whole time our tongues teased, the whole time his length slid in and out of me, as we rode our passion for each other higher and higher.
"Leave the path, Bella. Join me, become more than my bride, become my Fae life mate," he begged as his pace increased and my hips rocked below him.
I gave my consent with a nod and we flew.
Levitating above our marital bed, the pinch of my dying maidenhead was nothing compared to the agony of my own wings bursting from my back as his seed spilled deep in my womb.
He swallowed my screams as he continued to pump into me. My wings unfurled in a damp mess as he held me aloft and I tentatively willed them to move...to dry. A new scent, spicy, like the cinnamon I got for holidays, wafted around us. The more I threshed my wings, the stronger the spicy scent became as it mingled and mixed with the orange.
"There you are, princess."
My eyes widened.
Did I just...hear you? I thought.
"Yes, love, you've given yourself to me, I've claimed you and in the process have made you one of ours."
I giggled.
Does that mean I don't need to sleep anymore?
He quirked his head at me and nodded, though his thoughts told me he was unsure where I was going with this.
"That means we never have to stop!" I squealed gleefully and he laughed.
"No, princess, we never do. We have forever in our Wood."
~The End~
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