A Twisted Anthology: A Twisted Design Book

The Prince and the Princess Part 4

He set me on the ground again. My hands trailed down his chest. His skin was the light brown of young tree bark. His hair was as long as Alyssa’s, but was a powdery blue. Keldan’s eyes were like clear pools of water reflecting the sun’s light.

“I missed you, my sweet goddess. Every year seems to get longer.” He murmured.

“I’m sorry, my prince. I missed you, too.” I replied.

“Can’t you come see us more often?” Keldan asked.

I sighed. “You know I would if I could. They’ll figure out what I’m doing if I come too often. As soon as I figure out how to keep you safe, I’ll take you home with me. I promise. I’ve been searching for a way.”

“Don’t fret, Phoebe. We just miss you.” Alyssa said from beside me.

She leaned her head against my shoulder. Keldan wrapped us both in a hug. I missed them more than words could say. I couldn’t take them home until it was safe. I wouldn’t risk losing them.

“We were going to go pick berries. Will you come with us?” Alyssa asked.

“Come with us. I know you don’t get to enjoy the sun in the human world. It won’t burn you here.”

“I remember.” I chuckled. “You say that every year. I would love to go with you two. We have about twelve hours before the magic starts to fade. I want to do everything I can with you.”

Keldan let us go and took one of my hands. Alyssa took the other. We walked through the forest.

The forest floor was full of soft grass and mosses. I always came here bare foot. It was a much less harsh world than the one I lived in. There was so much gentleness and happiness here. If I could, I’d never leave.

My eyes fell on Alyssa’s shoulder as she walked a little ahead of me. The scars there were a reminder of why I couldn’t see them all the time. It killed me a little every time I saw them.

I walked with an empty feeling in my heart. It was all my fault. They had to live here because of me. I thought I could be happy and have everything, but I couldn’t. My ex-best friend had shown me that.

Her name was Petra. She was my broodmate and the sire of Asmodeus. The one I’d stopped talking to. I was forbidden from killing her for what she did.

“Stop thinking sad thoughts.” Keldan ordered. “You know it’s against the rules. You can be sad in the human world. Not here. Not with us. You’re going to upset my sister.”

“You’re not thinking of that again, are you? Am I going to have to cover up again? It seems like you need that every few hundred years or so.” Alyssa sighed.

“No, princess. Not yet, at least. I didn’t mean to bring down the mood. I love spending time with both of you. I’ll be fine. Let’s pick berries, then we can go to the house and I can show you both how much I’ve missed you.” I replied suggestively.

They laughed and pulled me along to their favorite berry picking spot. Though I was intimate with my Solus Amors, some years, we just didn’t get around to it. We had fun together, but didn’t always have to be in bed together. Not that it wasn’t amazing when we were, but spirits of spring didn’t have the same carnal urges as other beings.

Our relationship wasn’t about how much we could climax together. It was about completing each other. As long as we could be together and forget that it was only once a year, it was enough.

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We reached the area where the bushes were. They had me sit with my skirt held in a makeshift basket while they filled it with berries. I told them all the news of the past year. Everything the council had done. All about everyone’s personal lives. They loved stories like that.

Although they called each other sister and brother, they weren’t actually related. The first fae were born of overflowing magic from the creation of the world. They didn’t age, they didn’t die…. Well, they were harder to kill. What did Talia call it? Functionally immortal.

They didn’t have the same sensitivity to iron that the generations after them, the ones born the traditional way, did. Seasonal spirits called each other brother and sister. They called other spirits cousin. All the other fae were children, nieces, and nephews.

If not for one of their cousins, Alyssa would be dead. As I sat, watching her chatter while picking berries, I couldn’t help feeling the pain as if it had just happened. It always took me a little while to adjust.

They hated it when I was sad. They didn’t realize how much of the year I was just existing, waiting for this night, for this day.

“Fi. What did my brother tell you?” Alyssa pouted.

“Last time, I promise. Will you give me a kiss, to cheer me up?” I asked.

She smiled and pounced on me, knocking the berries to the ground. We didn’t care. When her lips met mine, I forgot all about my sadness. All I could think about was her and the way she whimpered softly against my lips as I kissed her.

My hand slid up to the clasp at the shoulder of her tunic. They may not need s*x as much, but I did. I unclasped the shoulder and pushed down that side of her tunic, filling my hand with her breast. She giggled against my lips as I massaged her chest while my tongue demanded entry into her mouth.

Alyssa pulled back. “You need us more than you normally do. I can feel your sadness and regret a lot stronger than it usually is.”

“Lyss, please. I need you.” I murmured, rolling us over until she was on her back.

There was no way her clothes were going to avoid the stains from the berries pressed between us. The sweet smell of the berries’ juices mixed with her scent and the subtle scent of her arousal. She loved it when I begged for her.

“Mm. Yes, Phoebe.” She sighed as I kissed and sucked on the unscarred side of her neck.

I moved lower, over her collarbone, to the divot at the top of her breast bone. With my hand, I slid the other shoulder of the tunic down her arm, exposing her whole chest. The velvety feeling of her skin against my lips and tongue was intoxicating.

From years of practice, I avoided all of the scars on her skin. I didn’t want her to associate me with any of them. She couldn’t link me with the monsters who almost took her from me. It would break my undead heart.

My tongue teased at Alyssa’s n****e, I would draw it between my teeth and flick it before taking it into my mouth and swirling around it to sooth any small pain I caused. She sighed and moaned, her body writhing under my attention. I slid my hand down, between her legs, feeling the wetness there.

She and Keldan were more sensitive to my saliva than a vampire would be. They were almost as sensitive as a human. I loved the feeling of her body reacting to mine, the soft sounds she made, the scent of her mixed with the scent of ripe berries.

I felt two strong hands slide from my ankles, to my thighs, and up to my hips. He pulled me backward as he slid my skirt up. One of his hands slipped between my legs. He knew I was ready, he just liked teasing me with his fingers.

Pulling Alyssa’s legs up and pushing the skirt of her short tunic back, I licked my lips as the sweetest part of her was revealed. She bit her bottom lip in anticipation. I lowered myself onto my elbows, leaning between her legs and swiping my tongue over her weeping lower lips.

There was a little berry juice on her skin, making her taste even sweeter. I spread her gently, then began tasting her tenderly, making love to her with my mouth. Tasting every inch of her. Savoring everything, the scent, the taste, the silky feeling of her against my tongue, her sweet moans, Keldan behind me rubbing his head against me while his fingers circled my clit, making me as wet as the sounds coming from Alyssa did.

I slid my fingers into her, rubbing her in just the right way. Keldan stroked in and out of me carefully, making sure not to disrupt my enjoyment of Alyssa. Her hands went to my hair, wrapping her fingers in it as she moaned my name.

They preferred having their own time alone with me, but were willing to share when I was needing both of them like this. Keldan and I had been alone when Alyssa was taken, when the memories were strong they knew I would get nervous if I didn’t know where one of them was and couldn’t enjoy my time with them.

No, I wouldn’t think about that. I would focus only on making my Solus Amor forget how to breathe normally. Getting my pleasure from her pleasure.

Pulling my fingers out, I moved my mouth down and entered her with my tongue. Alyssa gasped as I rolled it and swirled it inside her. I couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. She was like the sweetest honeysuckle.

I traced around her clit, barely making contact with it, until she grabbed my hand and forced my fingers onto it. The mixture of the stimulant in my saliva and the pressure of my fingers rubbing her made her arch again and cry out my name.

Time was lost to me. All that existed was feeling, taste, and sound. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste of her, listening to her moans and squeals, occasionally hearing a breathy groan from behind me as I clenched my muscles around Keldan’s member.

“Enough! Oh, Goddess, Phoebe! I can’t handle anymore!” Alyssa shouted at last.

That was the best sound of the day. Knowing I’d pleasured her until she couldn’t take anymore. Keldan pulled me against him hard before pulling out and rolling me to the ground.

He pushed my skirt back up and entered me again. I moaned with pleasure and looked over at Alyssa, taking her hand in mine. She writhed next to me as Keldan leaned in and started nibbling my neck.

I turned my attention back to him as his mouth pressed along my jaw. Turning my head, my lips met his. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth and playing with my own.

Keldan stroked into me hard. I loved how he possessed me. He was my fae prince. The gentleness of spring afternoon, mixed with the power of a thunderstorm. He pulled away from my lips, slipped a hand around my neck and squeezed firmly as I reached a peak.

“c*m for me, little vampire. My dirty little bloodsucker. Yeah. Just like that.” He growled as my body gripped his.

It made me feel weak. I never liked being dominated by anyone, except him. He was the only person allowed to own me. The only one I would let treat me roughly. Not that I would stop Alyssa from doing the same, it just wasn’t in her nature.

Little squeaks escaped me as Keldan f****d me with all the strength he had in him. I knew part of it was him letting out some of his frustration. He’d been here with Alyssa for nine thousand years while the world went on without them. Though he’d never say it, I knew he blamed me as much as I did.

I drew my nails down his arms, making him growl again and attack my mouth with his. He moved the hand that had been on my neck down to my chest, pulling my breast out of the top of my dress and pinching the n****e roughly between his fingers as he sped up his thrusts.

My moans and screams were muffled by his mouth. It was deliciously painful and fulfilling. He released my mouth and moved to the side. His mouth came down on my shoulder and bit me hard as another orgasm crashed over me. Keldan let out a muffled groan as he emptied into me.

He panted as he released my shoulder and kissed over the bite. He pulled out and laid next to me. Alyssa scooted over to cuddle and kiss me. Keldan slung his arm over us and kissed my temple.

“That always looks so painful, Phoebe. Are you alright?” Alyssa asked.

“I’m wonderful. Thank you, both, for indulging me.” I sighed happily.

“Anything for you, my night goddess.” Keldan murmured.

We relaxed in the long, soft grass. The sun peeked through the leaves that moved in the gentle breeze. This was exactly where I wanted to be, forever.