Her Fae Lovers

Lola looked at Bodach. She brought her fingertips up to swollen lips.

“Do you?” He asked again, “Does my kiss wipe everyone from your mind?”

Pressing her lips together, Lola met his hungry gaze. She thought about his question, in a way it did.

In another way, it didn’t. It made her wonder what it would be like to be with him and the other fae men.

Would Merrow’s kiss steal her breath away like Bodach’s had?

Would her toes curl if Puca pulled her hair, making her gasp in pleasure and pain?

Would her heart flutter as Lu’s lips pressed against hers?

“Does it?” Bodach asked as he leaned closer to her, and she could feel his hard length pressed against her abdomen. “Does it make you wonder what it would be like, to be with us?”

“Yes,” Lola breathed out. She watched Bodach’s lips twitch with a half smile. He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers once more, she moaned at the feel of his hands moving along the sides of her breasts. Teasing, feather light touches that had her shaking, craving more of his touch. She brought her hands to his waist to slide them up his shirt, splaying her hands over his tight abs.

The shrill ringing startled Bodach, and he pulled back. Looking towards the sharp sound. Shivering at the feel of her fingers tracing over his muscles. “What’s that sound?”

“That’s my cellphone.” Lola muttered as she pulled her hands away from him, Bodach backed up watching her leave the room. He wanted to pull her back to him, to see where her wondering hands would take themselves while he was tasting her.

Placing his hands on the cabinet, he took a deep breath. Trying to will the ache in his cock away.

***

Lola scurried into the living room, grabbing the phone off of the couch and retreating to her room. Looking at the screen she worried her lower lip, Erik’s name flashed across the screen. She swiped her thumb across the screen, bringing it to her ear as she moved to sit on her bed.

“Hello?”

“Hi Lola, it’s me Erik.” He said with a long pause, “Of course, you know it’s me. We’ve been texting. You have my number.”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Lola smiled to herself. His nervousness was cute. “I do.”

“I was wondering if you were busy tomorrow morning?”

“No big plans,” Lola picked at the seam of the quilt underneath her.

“Would, would you like to come over for tea or maybe coffee?” Erik asked.

She could hear the nervousness in his voice. It made her heart beat quicker in her and her cheeks flood with warmth. It wasn’t the same as she felt with Bodach, when he had kissed her. Or even how she felt when she and Lu had danced in the store. She couldn’t help but wonder if this was a date or strictly business. Maybe he had another pick up envelope for her.

“Sure, sounds like fun.” She said, covering her cheek with her hand.

“Good, I’ll see you in the morning.” Erik said before ending the call.

Lola lay back on the bed as she sat her phone on the bed, the kiss still fresh on her mind as her lips tingled from Bodach’s kiss. She wondered what would have happened if they hadn’t been interrupted.

She didn’t see the sea-colored eyes that watched her from the hallway as Merrow stood in the darkness. Hidden in the shadows.

The way that Bodach had looked at him when he had come back into the room. Told him all he needed to know about what had happened between the two in the kitchen. His smug smirk had been all the conformation that he needed after the way she had all but fled the living room after grabbing the small black rectangle.

Her skin was flushed, eyes glassy with lust, and her lips swollen. Her beauty called to him, he longed for her to look at him like that.

Merrow wished he had been witness to what had happened in the kitchen, sure he wished it was him. He wanted her, there was no doubt in his mind after seeing her pressed between Puca and Bodach earlier. Even as he had watched her dance with Lu. A smile on her face as the leprechaun had spun her around, her girlish giggle music to his ears.

He wanted to step into the room, crawl up her body. To see if her lips still tasted of Bodach, to breathe in her sweet scent. To settle himself between her thighs, to feel the soft curves of her body as she moaned beneath him. Or maybe she would be silent in her pleasure. Either way, he couldn’t wait to find out.

Watching as she covered her face, he fought down the desire. There would be plenty of time for him to have a moment with her later.

***

Erik hung up the phone and looked around his shop with a sigh. He wanted to leave this place as much as he loved it here. It was beginning to feel like a prison. He let out a chuckle at the thought.

Glancing at the woman who sat across from him, he let a smile spread across his lips.

Soon, he could get out of here.

“Do you think it will work?” The woman asked him as she pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes. “That she will want to be with someone like you?”

“We shall see.” Erik sighed as he poured more tea into her cup.

“The one before her didn’t choose you.” She smirked, her brown eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Lola is different. I know she’s the one.” Erik said as he sat the teapot down and picked up his own tea cup taking a sip, he hoped his words were true. He didn’t know how much longer he could stay here and keep his sanity intact.