Her Fae Lovers

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

“So I can heal you.” He said smiling down at her, Lola felt her breath catch in her throat at his closeness. She closed her eyes, feeling his breath fan across her face. She could see sparks behind her eyelids as she felt his warm fingers probe her scalp, making the pain fade away.

“Thank you,” Lola said, opening her eyes to look up at him. His golden luminescent eyes were studying her face with an intensity she wasn’t used to.

“If you’re done Puca, maybe we should introduce ourselves so we can thank our lovely host?” The man with gills said.

Lola stood up and looked around the living room. It looked like a tornado had torn up the room. Books were scattered on the floor, her lamp was knocked over, the blub smashed, and torn pages were scattered about. The box sat on her coffee table, opened. She looked at the man they had called Lu as he sat glaring at the box.

Had they really come from inside that box, or was she really losing her mind? They felt real enough, she’d give them that.

The man with white-blonde hair and gills stepped up to her, “Go halainn, I’m Merrow.” He said taking her hand in his and kissing the back of her hand. His lips lingered on her skin as he looked up and winked at her with his sea-green eyes twinkling with mischief.

“What does that mean?” Lola asked as she pulled her hand from his.

“You’re beautiful, and he’s not wrong. I’m Bodach.” Said the red-eyed man with dark hair who had pinched her earlier.

“Thanks?” Lola said, confusion coloring her voice as Bodach caressed her wrist with long thin fingers. The man with dark auburn hair pulled her hand away and gave her a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, we haven’t seen a woman in a really long time. Forgive our behavior, I’m Puca and the one pouting is Lu.” He said with an almost shy smile.

“I’m Lola and I’ve got so many questions right now,” Lola said, looking between the four men and the box that sat on her coffee table still.

“Ask away.” Puca said as he tucked his hands into his trouser pockets.

“You said someone trapped you in that box?” Lola asked as she pointed towards the small oak box that was obviously too small to hold four very well-built men inside of it.

Men, who were currently standing in her living room, okay so she was using the term men loosely, very loosely.

These men were obviously not human like she was. She could feel the other-world difference floating about them, could almost see it swirling around their auras. Lola couldn’t put her finger on it as she looked at them, but she had the feeling like she should know who they were.

“We were imprisoned inside of it. Yes.” Puca answered her as he bit his lower lip, looking at her. His golden eyes studying her closely. He could feel the pull of magic faintly coming from her.

“Why?” She asked with a frown.

“That’s a long story-” Bodach started to say as he looked down sheepishly.

“He stole a fairy’s child and switched it with a Changeling.” Merrow blurted out with a glare towards Bodach.

“Maybe not that long, and to be honest the child didn’t feel like fae neither did her mother. How was I to know?” He asked, shrugging his shoulders as he raised an eyebrow.

“You could have not involved us,” Lu said with a glare from the couch.

“Where’s the fun in that? The family we gave the child to had several pretty daughters. I knew you guys wouldn’t want to miss a chance with their type.” He glanced over at Lola with a smirk, “Succubus.”

Her eyes widened and she looked away, a blush coloring her cheeks.

“Afterwards we couldn’t find them again when we realized our mistake,” Merrow mumbled, his eyes downcast and his shoulders slumped.

Lola looked over at him. She worried her lower lip with her teeth, not understanding why seeing him upset bothered her.

“How about I make us some tea?” Lola said, her voice sounding high and nervous to her own ears, making her cringe.

“Tea, do you have anything to warm it up?” Lu asked, making Lola frown.

“A tea kettle?” She shrugged her shoulders as she moved towards her tiny kitchen.

“He means spirits?” Bodach said with a chuckle at her innocent response.

“Oh, you mean like alcohol?” Lola asked. She had some wine in the fridge from this weekend.

“Aye, I’d love some whiskey. If you have it,” Lu said perking up.

“I’ve got some white wine in the fridge.” She offered hopefully.

“Settled then,” Lu said pushing up from the couch a happy hop in his step. His copper-colored curls bouncing as he walked towards the kitchen behind Lola. His eyes lingering on the swell of her hips.

Lola pulled the wine from the fridge and set it on the cabinet. Planning to get him a wineglass when he snatched the bottle up and took a long pull from it. Lu swallowed hard and then grimaced.

“This isn’t wine, it’s barely a step above water.” He said with a frown.

“Well, it’s yours now, thanks for ruining it for everyone else.” Lola crossed her arms under her breasts. His eyes flickered to her chest before he looked away. She let out a sigh of frustration. She’d been hoping to have a glass after this crazy night.

“It’ll have to do for now,” Lu said, taking another pull from the bottle as he sauntered back towards the living room. Bottle sloshing in hand as he plopped heavily down on her denim couch.