The Fairy and the Demon

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Artemis launches herself at me without warning, causing my already wide smile to turn into a delighted laugh.

“Oh my gosh! Babe! What are you doing here?” I say, hugging Artemis tightly.

Artemis and I generally hang out almost everyday either during office hours, or after. We do everything ranging from paperwork to going to clubs to girls night in.

And right now I’m realizing just how much I missed hanging out with her—even though its just been a little while.

“I missed you,” she admits, pulling back—causing me to smile. I didn’t want to be the first one to say it because… well… I f*****g hate clingy people, so I want to avoid being clingy at all costs. But I feel like it’s different with Artemis.

Note to self, don’t go more than a few days without at least face timing Artemis.

“Where’s baby Belle?” I question, glancing around. Artemis smiles at me.

“Since Will learned how to teleport, we’ve been able to have her stay with Grandma more often. A few times the fates have come to visit her. She’s a special girl, for sure,” she says—adoration clear in her eyes.

I do see why Artemis loves baby Belle. It’s honestly difficult not to. She’s such a sweetheart and has the vocabulary and intelligence of an advanced 15 year old. Everyone who meets her ends up loving her.

Since Will and Artemis adopted her they’ve been very overprotective, only letting their most trusted people near her. That means I’ve been saddled with many a babysitting night. Thankfully Belle, who calls me auntie, will most often curl up on my lap and watch a movie. She’s absolutely precious.

“So, what are you doing here?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“The rogues haven’t just been an issue for you, babe. They’ve been pissing Will off as well. And you know Sam used to be his second in command before moving, so they’re still stupid close. We’re best friends, and our mates are best friends! Isn’t that the f*****g best?”

I glance to make sure Sam, who’s talking with Will, isn’t within hearing range before whispering to Artemis.

“I haven’t technically accepted him as my mate. I mean, we’ve f****d—and the s*x is mind blowing—but I’m still not with the whole mate thing.”

“Which is something we’ll have to remedy later, hmm?” Sam’s sultry voice sounds from behind me.

“f**k,” I whisper.

“A good idea indeed. It can be a great form of persuasion,” he says while wrapping an arm around my waist.

Of course he had to hear me say I’m undecided about him. And of course he’s going to use s*x to make me accept the mate bond.

I’m definitely not against some b**m, especially considering how f*****g skilled Sam is with all things s*x. I mean, he knows every possible way to tie a knot, he knows the right way to use every sort of s*x toy out there, and he knows how to have someone coming for hours on end. Pair that with his naturally dominant aura, his god-like body, and his 11 inch d**k, and you have a certified master of s*x.

“Well, I can say first-hand that f*****g the answer out of her works,” Will says while walking up to us as well.

“Says the one who waited over a f*****g year,” Artemis says, rolling her eyes at Will.

“I’m far less patient, and far more set on having you be completely mine,” Sam says, squeezing my waist.

“Can we go to the hotel? I’m exhausted,” I say, trying to move topics to something slightly less awkward.

Surprisingly, Sam caves in easily.

“Sure. Artemis, Will, thank you for greeting us. Let’s reconvene tomorrow over breakfast?”

With a few hugs, we part ways. Sam is pretty much silent throughout getting to the hotel. He helps carry my bag like a gentleman.

As soon as we get into the hotel room, however, his gentlemanly demeanor drops.

“Finish the mate bond with me,” he commands after putting down the luggage. I raise my eyebrows and meet his eyes.

“No.”

“No?” he echoes, and I can see anger flush in and out of his features—quickly replaced with a mischievous smirk.

“No,” I assert. I don’t know what, exactly, is holding me back from him…but I’m just not ready yet.

Sam takes a step towards me, causing me to take a step back. This repeats until I’m on the other side of the room, and pressed up against a wall with his body holding me there.

“You know, there are some powers that a Demon like me has which you don’t yet know about. Intense, strong, and s****l powers.”

I tense up slightly, not knowing what he’s talking about.

Suddenly I feel an invisible hand running through my folds, and I tense. Before I can say or do anything about it I find myself on the bed, naked, and the sheets start wrapping around my wrists and ankles, having a mind of their own—and effectively immobilizing me.

Sam smiles at me from where he stands at the foot of the bed, his eyes roaming over my naked body.

“Still want to say no?” he questions.

“I’m f*****g serious. No!” I say, struggling slightly against the bondage that has me spread-eagle.

Although this is an unexpected predicament, I can’t even describe how turned on I am. The idea of being at someone’s mercy… at only being able to lay here and take whatever Sam decides to dish out is beyond exhilarating.

The invisible hand starts to play with my clit, causing a gasp that turns into a moan to escape me.

“Holy s**t,” I breathe out, squirming from the extreme pleasure.

I feel another hand glide through my folds, before the fingers thrust inside of me. Gently at first, and then harder and deeper.

“See, even Demon’s need some form of rest. And I’m tired and jetlagged, so I’m going to go take a nice and long shower. You, however, are going to stay right there…and enjoy the psychic fingers.”

As he speaks, another hand moves to my n*****s, starting to twist and pinch sensually.

“When I come back we’ll discuss whether or not you’re ready to finish mating.”

“Wait, Sam, I don’t know if I can take mu—ah,” my protests are cut off with the hand on my clit starting to rub more aggressively.

“Have fun, baby,” he says, before actually going to the bathroom, leaving the psychic hands to play with me.

The whole time he’s in the shower, the invisible hands build me up—but always disappear just before I’m about to come. By the time he emerges, wearing nothing but a towel, I’m a flushed and sweaty mess.

“Please,” I murmur as soon as the psychic hands disappear.

“Please what?” he asks.

I realize that he wants me to beg him to come, but I’m not that desperate, even despite starting to feel slightly delirious.

“I’m not begging. So either satisfy me or let me go, I’m tired,” I say firmly, causing a smirk to appear on his gorgeous face.

“Oh, I’ll make you come,” he says, before climbing on the bed. All the invisible hands disappear as soon as his mouth latches onto my n****e, sucking intently.

“Ah, f**k,” I moan out as he nips it slightly, sending a jolt of both pain and pleasure straight to my core.

“I love your body,” he murmurs.

“Love your curves,” he continues, flipping me onto my stomach and spanking my ass.

“Love how responsive you are,” he goes on.

“And love that you like a little pain.”

He accentuates his words with several slaps on my ass.

I’m unable to form words, so I simply moan as he pulls me so that my chest is on the bed but my ass is in he air.

“Let’s see if you’re still adamant about not mating after this,” he murmurs, before dropping his towel and thrusting into me.