Her Fae Lovers

Puca turned, stepping into the narrow shower stall. He looked back at Lola, holding out his hand to her as she looked up at him.

Her eyes flicked over to the running water and back to Puca. She was afraid of what might happen in the shower as her toes sunk into the plush bathmat.

“Are you joining me?” He asked, his tone commanding yet giving her the chance to say no if she wanted to.

“I’m afraid to.”

“Nothing will happen. I know you fed will with Bodach.” Puca said, bringing his hand up to run his fingers over her cheek with a feather-light touch that made her eyes flutter shut and her heart thud quicker in her chest.

“Nothing will happen in the shower?”

“Oh something will happen, but Lola…” He said with a long pause. His thumb moving over her lower lip as she opened her eyes. Looking up at him through hooded eyes. “I meant what I said, control is very important to me.”

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“Very much so,” he said. His thumb caressed her lip one last time before he stepped back into the water. The warm streaming water soaking into his hair, making him look like something from a dream. Lola followed him into the compact space. Her hands coming to his waist as she stepped into the shower’s spray.

Puca’s lips moved along her jawline as he reached over. Grabbing the bar of soap and lathering it into the large, puffy sponge that Lola had hanging on a hook. He dragged it up the side of her body. His fingertips touching her skin, trailing up a path that left her heated from such a simple touch.

He nipped at the soft flesh beneath her earlobe, before he leaned back, soaping up her neck. His other hand braced on her hip and Lola could feel his hard length pressed against her stomach. She leaned closer to him as he ran the puff over her breast.

Eyes glued to her nipples as they hardened into sharp peaks at the mesh material scraped over them. Lola’s breathing was fast as she watched him bite his lip, his other hand coming up to her breast to tease the nipple.

Rolling it with his thumb and forefinger as he soaped up her other breast and repeated the action. A soft moan escaped her lips and he looked up at her as he trailed the puff down her stomach to the apex of her thighs. Cleaning the juices from her, before dropping the puff to the ground.

His fingers moved over her slick sex and she shivered, looking up at him. Puca spun her around, so she was directly under the spray of warm water. Her back to his chest as he watched the suds rinse off of her skin. His hands moving her hips to hold her in place as he bent his knees, bringing his cock between her legs.

He knew if he angled himself right, he’d be inside of her wet, tight heat. He wanted that. The thought tempted him, but he’d told her how he would take her. She shifted her hips, letting him slip through her folds, and she let out a strangled sound as his ridged shaft rubbed against her sensitive clit.

The heat of her cunt seeping into his skin. He leaned down mouthing her flesh as he rocked his hips slowly, fucking her without penetrating her. Lola braced her hands on the wall as he moved, feeling the tightening coil of arousal flash through her. Hot and intense, as he moved his cock, she leaned forward. Trying to angle herself so she could take his cock inside of her.

“No, my love.” Puca growled as he leaned over her, his teeth digging into her shoulder as he fought with himself.

“Please.” Lola begged as she bucked her hips, the friction on her clitoris making her legs shake. Finger tangled into her hair as he thrust his hips. The feel of her heat was too much. He dragged the head of his cock against her core. His head pressing against her soaked vaginal opening.

“Do not beg me, love. I can not stand how much it makes me want to give you want you need.” He said with the barest of thrusts. Letting her feel the head of his cock. Teasing against her, he felt her slowly thrust back against him.

“Puca,” Lola panted as his fingers flexed into her hips, sure to leave bruises. She didn’t care as she struggled to try and impale herself on his dick

“I’ll give you what you need.” He said with a growl as he kissed his way down her spine. Taking his time to map out her flesh with his tongue as the water beat against him. He nipped at the rounded globe of her ass as he got down on his knees. His hands coming up to spread her cheeks apart as he worked his tongue against the puckered hole. His other hand snaking between her legs so he could work two fingers in and out of her body in a fast rhythm. That had her sobbing his name, her fingers scrabbling at the slowly warming tile.

She leaned her forehead against the shower’s wall and sobbed. Her legs going weak as he penetrated her anus with his tongue. His thumb moving across her clit as he added a third finger.

“Puca I’m-” Lola bit out, not even getting to finish her sentence. Her body clenched up around his fingers and she felt the flood of slick wet heat leave her body as she came in a great gush of fluid.

With a growl, his mouth was replacing his fingers as he tried to swallow up as much of her essence as he could. Marveling at the taste of her cum.

She stood on shaking legs as his tongue slowed its movements, letting her ride out the feeling before he moved to stand behind her. The head of his cock pressing against her opening and he let out a groan as his semen coated her throbbing, twitching sex.

“I think I should finish cleaning you up.” Puca said against her neck as he peppered her skin with small closed mouth kisses. He lifted her up carefully and turned her to face him, feeling the way she weakly gripped at his shoulders.

“Yeah, I-” Lola said, panting as she tried to catch her breath while he cleaned them both off. “I don’t think I can handle anymore.”