her securely to him. His hand manipulated her clit expertly and he chuckled.
“Good morning, my little fae.”
“Omigod! What are you doing to me?”
“Making you mine,” he whispered in her ear. “Making you never want to leave me.”
She wanted to tell him he’d already done that, but she was half afraid he’d stop this delicious torment of her body. Ellie reached around with her arm to encircle his neck and bring his face to her for a wet, open-mouthed kiss. He continued to surge into her with as much force as the position allowed until he finally cried out in his own pleasure.
They both lay there, breathing hard and clinging to one another. Ellie needed to talk to him so they could figure out exactly what they wanted to do from here.
“I suppose it’s time to go, little Ellsinore. I am bound by my word to bring you back to the Magical Forest. I’ve delayed too long already.” He sounded sad, tense.
Resigned.
“Do you really think we’ll be in trouble?”
Devlin smiled at her. “Not you, love. Just me. I can live with it, though. As I said, it was worth it.”
“What if we stayed here? I don’t want to go back if it means bad things for you. I’m happy here. I think you can be too.”
“As much as that proposition appeals to me, Ellsinore, I can’t. Not only did I give my word, but the magic keeping me will only last three days. I spent two finding you. My third is almost up. After that, I’m going back whether I want to or not. If you don’t want to go, I’ll respect your wishes, but I’ll never be able to return.”
“I don’t suppose I have a choice, then.” She rose and held out a hand to him. “Let’s go. I’ll need to dress, but it shouldn’t take me long. We’ll go together.”
“There’s no need for clothing. It will just vanish upon entering our realm.” He took her offered hand and held it. “Besides, you’ll assume your fae form when you first enter the forest, and I want to see all of you. If you decide you need covering after that, I’ll gladly supply it.”
Heat crept up Ellie’s face. After all they had shared, she was still shy. He made the simplest thing sound so intimate, so important to him.
“Will I change a lot? I mean, will it hurt?”
“No.” He stood and enfolded her in a lingering hug before continuing. “You’re skin will tingle a bit, but otherwise, you won’t feel much. Your appearance will depend on the type of faery you are. You grandfather is a tree faery, but your grandmother and mother were flower faeries. Your father was human. That’s why you were able to live in this realm. Your mother, as your protector, was given sacred magic of the Realm in order to live here with you and your father. The only reason she was granted this was because they weren’t sure if your infant form could survive in our world. Now that you’re grown, there’s no danger to you. I don’t fully understand it, but human infants are more sensitive to faery dust and the residue from ongoing magic.”
“I admit I’m a bit nervous.”
He gripped her hand and let her out of her bedroom. “Don’t be, Ellsinore. All will be well.”
“Will it?”
“It will. You may even find you like the Forest and wish to stay.”
He led them to the edge of the wood surrounding her little house. Ellie looked back once, then fixed her gaze on Devlin.
“Are you ready?” He caressed her cheek with his hand. He looked like he was memorizing every line of her face, as if afraid he’d never see her again.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Ellie grasped his hand, trembling inside. “Don’t let go of me, Devlin.”
“As you command, my lady.”
Her skin tingled and itched slightly. The world around her spun and blurred. Ellie closed her eyes against the vertigo and gripped Devlin’s hand as tightly as she could. Her ears rang and though she knew she screamed, she couldn’t hear herself.
Relax, my little fae. Don’t fight the transference; it will be over