story of Emily Charvez ("Em" younger sister to Lee [Amelia] and daughter of Marie [mom] in their witch family of New Orleans) the researcher and empath who meets her fated love of her life, the 10,000 year old fae warrior Conchobar MacNessa ("Con"), gets the gift of immortality so they can live in Tir na nOg (faerie plane), fights the demon via fighting several of its intermediary demon-like beings (Angra, Born) • some particularly good sex scenes with the womanizer Con and his 10,000 years of sex practice
Chapter 8
He fucked her slowly and thoroughly, the hot water pelting down on them, warming skin and loosening muscles. His hand, slowly stroking her clit, brought her to climax as she writhed against him, trying at once to escape the pleasure and get the most out of it that she could.
Chapter 10
“I won’t say I told you so,” Aidan said smoothly, using his sensual thrall of voice to send sex with his words. Alex’s cock hardened at the sound and, seeing it, Aidan gave a wicked grin as he reached out to stroke it. They both watched as Lee’s annoyance faded into something else.
“We don’t have time for this,” she said softly, eyes glued to Aidan’s hand popping open the buttons on the fly of Alex’s jeans.
“Ah, darlin’, we always have time for an appetizer,” Aidan said as Alex popped out into his hand.
“Five minutes! I have to call my mother. Don’t you dare start without me!” She turned and quicklydialed the phone as Aidan met Alex’s lips with his own.
“Let’s do some introductions, shall we?” Aidan interrupted. He pointed to the older woman and the man beside her. “Emile Brousard and Marie Charvez, Em’s maman and papa."
Con inclined his head.
Aidan turned to the belligerent man. “That is Niall, Em’s oldest brother and next to him is Eric, her next oldest sibling and Lee’s fraternal twin. The gorgeous redhead here is Lee and the man beside her is Alex, Lee’s other husband. All of you, this is Conchobar MacNessa.”
“What!” her father exploded and jumped to his feet. “This is insanity. First Niall is gay, then Lee marries a vampire and then marries another man who’s a wizard. Now Em is going to some place where she could be gone from here for years or decades and she’s going to turn into a Faerie too? Enough is enough! I blame you, Marie, for being so damned permissive with them all. I forbid it, Emily Charvez. You’ll do no such thing.” He sat back down, arms crossed over his chest.
Em looked at Lee and then at her mother. They all stayed silent for a moment and then began to laugh.
The men watched, amused. Em was laughing so hard that tears were running down her face. She gasped for breath. “Well, thank god Eric is normal, huh, Papa?”
Which started another round of laughter. Emile just looked at them, shaking his head. “Make fun, go ahead. Don’t come to me, Marie, when Em is off in Never Neverland with Peter Pan over there.”
“Peter Pan wasn’t a Faerie,” Niall said.
“But you are!” Lee said, between guffaws.
“Hardy har har. Heck, you’re the one in the threesome! I may be gay but I’m only sleeping with one guy,” Niall said with a grin.
Chapter 11
Aine took Em’s outstretched hand and they sifted.
This time, Em felt the mechanics of the sift and understood it. The magic of it was like a mathematical equation and she calculated it. It clicked in her head, made sense. Wherever they had gone though, Em understood it was beyond her abilities to get there.
“You are correct, Em. There are many pockets between worlds and realities. I believe that human quantum mechanics addresses this concept as space-time, although it’s more than that, and less than that.”
Chapter 12
The ceiling was open with large skylights, real ivy scaled the walls and a gorgeous natural stone, much like malachite made up the counters and the interior of the shower. There were benches carved into the walls and multiple showerheads at different levels. She saw that the bathtub was the size of a Jacuzzi tub and she made a mental note to try that out soon.
He scrubbed her front and back, his large hands slippery as they slid over her breasts and tugged on her nipples. His caresses lingered on her behind and he placed her facing the wall of the shower, hands up above her head against the tile. He ran his slippery fingers over her nipples again and down into her pussy, spreading her legs with a gentle nudge of his foot. He stroked down the curve of her ass and spread her open, stroking a slippery finger over the puckered bud of her anus and she gasped and trembled.
“Em, I’d like to fuck you here,” he said in her ear as his fingers continued to stroke over her. “May I?”
The taboo thrilled her even as it scared her. She trusted him without question so she tilted her hips, offering herself to him in answer.
She heard the lube splat into his hand and it dribbled down the crevice between her cheeks and pooled around her rear passage. He worked a finger inside her and she moaned low. “I’ve never done this before, Con.”
She could hear his breathing get more ragged.
Her trust in him slammed into his chest. He hadn’t thought it possible to love her more and yet he did at that moment as she gave herself to him once more.
“Of course you haven’t, you’re mine, mo fiach . I’m the first, the only and the last man who will ever be here.... I’ll be gentle, you’ll like it but if you don’t, I’ll stop.” He brought the tip of his cock to her entrance and she let out a slow breath as she tried to relax. “That’s it, just relax, baby.” He pushed in a bit and she felt the burning of his breach and the incredible sense of fullness as he eased in a bit and back out, in a bit more and back out. He put two fingers into her pussy and fucked her at the same pace....
“Oh, yes, that’s nice,” she moaned at the double penetration. Her nipples pressed against the cool stone walls, slippery with soap. He was in her, around her and over her. She felt totally possessed by him and it took her breath away.