9. Aerolus

The little witch.

Standing squarely in the middle of my bedroom in Seattle, I stared at Alandra, aware I'd never felt so charged about anything. When my father passed into the Light, I'd been sad but steady, a rock for my mother to lean on. When the Netharat had invaded my homeworld, I'd felt anger, but beyond that, a calm that kept me focused on what to do.

Now I seethed with resentment, frustration, and unrequited lust. The conniving, scheming Aellei glaring at me made me feel like half a man.

And no one — no one — talked to Prince Aerolus Storm like that without dire consequences.

I said nothing and waited. Alandra blushed and thrust her chin out, as if daring me to take a swing. But underneath her bluster, I sensed arousal and a wind of nerves.

Her nipples poked through her silken dress. The pale skin of her belly shone like a beacon, captivating me despite my anger.

I took a step closer.

She backed up.

With a smile that had her scowling, I brought her to me on wings of air. I should have been ashamed of causing her alarm, but the woman had challenged me. I could do no less than give her what she wanted.

"Let me go," she growled and tried to use energy to resist the bands of wind holding her hands to her sides and her legs spread, unable to move before me.

"Not yet, princess." I had all kinds of ideas about what to do with such a pretty, helpless Aellei.

Seeing my interest, she blinked and swallowed audibly. Then she scowled again, looking fiercer than before.

I wasn't sure if she was more mad at herself for being aroused or afraid — or maybe both.

"That's right. I'm a princess," she bragged. "Bow before me and I'll forgive this impertinence."

I chuckled, especially when she started smiling before forcing another frown.

Though she could have been lying, I didn't think so. Her mannerisms, the way she commanded magic… My affai had royal blood. Wonderful. We now had something in common besides lust.

My cock pressed harder against my jeans, begging for a chance to feel her slick heat around me. Eyeing her sumptuous breasts, I licked my lips, hungry to enjoy what rightfully belonged to me.

By the Light, just thinking about what I wanted to do to her made me ache.

"Aerolus." She dragged out my name, her tone a warning.

"Your royal highness, I'm curious about what all you can do."

She narrowed her eyes.

I grinned, and she focused on my mouth. I had no intention of keeping my emotions in check around her, not like I did with everyone else. With my affai, I intended to behave as passionately as any Storm Lord warrior with a bride.

"Aerolus? You're behaving…oddly."

I rubbed at the fly of my jeans, immensely aware of how much I needed her right now. In any form. Which reminded me… "It seems to me that you can assume any shape you want to." I looked at the curtained window of my bedroom facing Trudy Warner's house. "But you couldn't simply pop in to see me after I set that spell to keep you out."

"Your point?" She yawned.

But I could tell she was anything but bored. "Well, maybe before, when I was jerking off in here thinking about you, I pleased not only myself but you as well."

"I, well, you, I mean, I'm not —"

For what little time I'd actually known her, I hadn't seen her at a loss for words much. Or so incredibly mesmerizing, held in my grasp.

Needing her more than breath, I reached for the snap of my jeans, extremely satisfied when her gaze followed the motion. Her breath sped as I unsnapped and lowered the zipper of my pants.

"This is what you do to me, purie." I withdrew my erection, gripping myself before dragging my hand up and down, imagining her doing this for me. "I can see I do something to you as well."

She looked away, but her gaze came back to me again and again as I pleasured myself, knowing it wasn't enough.

"Wouldn't you rather I came in you instead of for you?" I rasped.

"Damn it. You can't control me with sex!" Yet she was panting, tense with desire. Her eyes glowed, the lusty resonance of her response pulling me closer.

"If I touched you right now, you'd be wet, wouldn't you? Wet and hot for me. You want this, don't you, love? Tell me how much you want me." I dragged my cock against her skin, groaning at her exquisite shudder of need. "Alandra?"

"Yes, yes. All right! I want you so badly I can taste it. Is that what you wanted to hear?" She tossed her head, and her hair fanned around her face, caught in a tendril of warm desire, from my need or hers, I couldn't tell. "I — I want you. I admit it. Whatever you want, I'll do."

"Anything?"

She stared at me in challenge. "Tell me what you really want. Your deepest, darkest fantasy." She closed her eyes and leaned toward me, as much as my hold would allow.

Her breasts pushed through the silk, her nipples pebbles of want.

"You, on your knees," I growled.

She opened her eyes, a sultry smile curving her lips. "Is that all?"

"I want you naked, on your knees, willing, begging." I shocked myself with how much I wanted this. Something about Alandra brought out the dominant in me, a dominant I never knew existed. "I want you to make me come in your mouth and have you swallow me down with thanks. Maybe a collar to show you who you belong to."

"Oh." She blinked. "I —" She stared at my cock, no doubt surprised at my size and the precum glistening at my tip. "Yes," she whispered, sounding excited.

I eased her to her knees before me and let the winds fall away into the room. "Did you like watching me through the window, Trudy?" I held my cock, desperate to feel her lips hugging me, her tongue stroking me while I jetted down her throat.

"I did," she admitted. "I wanted so badly to be with you. You're so beautiful," she whispered and reached out to touch me.

"Do it." I gritted my teeth as she closed a small fist around me. "More." She brought both hands around me, pumping me while she watched. I felt the pleasure at the base of my balls, tingling through my shaft. "No, wait."

I used wind to pull her hands back and reached a hand into the silky white mass of hair framing her perfect face and tugged her closer, my dick all but touching her mouth. "Suck me, hard. Now."

With Alandra, I intuitively knew I would have to assume sexual control for us to meet halfway in our relationship. A mental show of force with my affai would go a long way to showing I would be equal in our relationship. Especially since her magic was off the charts.

She gave a half-hearted protest, but I could see the gleam in her eyes. She loved this game.

"Do it or we're done. Your choice, purie." I rubbed my cockhead over her lips, my words harsh, my need riding me. "Unless you're too scared."

She opened her mouth and took me to the back of her throat.

The warmth and suction were so perfect I almost came. I swore and knotted my hands in her hair.

But the vixen tried to make me come too soon, moving her mouth over me, pulling away then taking me deep again, fucking me instead of the other way around.

I didn't want to wait. Didn't have to wait.

But I was running this show. I stopped her, gently keeping her still with my grip on her hair while using my elemental power to hold her head in place. Then I fucked her mouth, my thrusting, my taking.

She moaned and managed to free a hand to cup my balls and sucked harder, running her tongue along the sensitive underside of my crown.

I'd lasted as long as I could before I succumbed to her skill and groaned, filling her mouth with cum, her body with energy.

"Alandra." I shuddered. My climax lasted longer and was more empowering than any I'd experienced. When I finally caught my breath, I noted a hint of gold in the white nimbus around her normally pale skin.

Though she'd milked me of my seed, she continued to tease me with her tongue, lapping my shaft with a comforting warmth that was slowly, surprisingly, making me hard again.

Stunned, I continued to thrust in time with her rhythm. But I needed to taste her, to fuck her, to cement our soon-to-be unbreakable bond.

I yanked her to her feet and kissed her before she could say anything to distract me.

Then I teleported us, both naked, to my bed.

She gasped in surprise when the hair on my chest brushed her full breasts. But her gasp soon turned to a moan when my lips left hers to engulf one cherry-red nipple.

She tasted of me, of the Dark and Shadow magic, of pure feminine appeal. I was just as hard as I'd been before she'd brought me such bliss, lost in the sensual maelstrom of my affai.

By the Light, she was a rich, erotic bounty of appetite, sex, and magic that made me dizzy with affection. She made me crave.

"I want to fuck you," I murmured against her breast, teasing her nipples, stroking her soft skin, and molding her body to mine. I put a hand around her throat and squeezed with just enough pressure to make her beg for mercy.

"Aerolus, please." She arched up, trying to fit my fingers inside her. And she was so wet, so ready for me.

"Please what, Alandra? Tell me, love, exactly what you want."

I pressed kisses down her body, from her breasts to her abdomen, caressing her with my mouth and my elemental magic. I trailed lower, closer to the sultry scent and heat of her — of myaffai.

She moaned and jerked, and I speared a finger into her and sucked on that ripe, pearly clit.

She keened and ground against my mouth.

I pulled back and whispered, "What do you want?"

"Shadows. Fuck me. Take me, already!"

"How?" I lapped at the cream between her thighs.

She moaned my name, and I felt her hands in my hair, my winds acceding to her desire. "I want your cock inside me. Your hands, your mouth, your tongue, all over and in me. I need you, Aerolus, stop teasing," she begged in a husky voice.

So I gave her what she asked for, until she cried out my name and came, her passion like honey I licked away.

I couldn't wait any longer and mounted her, shoving deep and fast.

She wrapped her arms and legs around me, and I thrust home, nothing but instinct guiding me. I pumped in and out of her with such force the bed rocked.

She whispered my name and kissed me until I had no breath, no magic, but what we made together.

She contracted around me again and pulled back to moan. As multiple orgasms ripped her apart, I crested my own climax and jetted inside her sweet warmth. The pleasure tore me apart, a storm of magic that left me and filled her.

Joining us. Together.

"Alandra." I closed my eyes as my body jolted anew. I groaned as I released what little I had left inside her.

We tensed and gripped each other.

I was sweating and panting for breath before I came back into myself, able to think once more.

Rising on my elbows above her, I lifted my forehead from hers and paused.

"Alandra?" I asked, alarmed at the glaze in her wide eyes. I hadn't been gentle…

Oh shit, what have I done?

But before I could apologize, she squeezed me to her and laughed. "I can't believe how hot you are in bed." Then she gave me a gentle kiss that eased my sudden worry.

I pulled back to see her astonishment and humor. But I couldn't help feeling a bit peeved that she sounded so surprised.

"Alandra —"

"I had no idea you had that in you." She glanced down to where we remained joined. "You were celibate for so long." She looked at me with puzzlement and awe. "I can't believe you are so, so…"

"Incredibly talented? So large and so skilled?" Time for me to take a turn as the vain one in our relationship.

She frowned. "Large is right. You really let me have it." A sigh replaced the frown, and with it, her pussy clenched around me.

"I did. And I'll fuck you again. Harder. Whenever I want."

"Oh." She shivered, and her eyes sparkled. "I love this bossy side of you."

Surprisingly, for a man given to plain-speaking, I enjoyed our play in bed. Her energy wrapped around me, stirring me anew, which shouldn't have been possible. Damn if I wasn't growing hard again.

Had she used a replenish spell on me?

"Alandra, what —"

She placed a finger over my lips and smiled. "I'm giving you what you demand, my prince." She rotated her hips to push me halfway out, only to draw me back in. "You've made me so wet. Your cum and mine, sliding together."

Something was happening between us, something magical and extraordinary, but I was too busy thrusting inside my affaiagain to give it the attention it deserved.