“My fiancé loved when I changed into sexy dresses for him. He admired it too and couldn’t wait to peel them off my body, before devouring my center like a juicy peach. That wonderful tongue of his used to make my legs shake,” I lied, just to press his buttons.
He looked unfazed, nonchalantly exhaling smoke from his blunt. “Male fairies do have a feminine side. Maybe he wanted to wear your clothes instead. I bet he ain’t looking for you though,” he said.
“I didn’t mean any harm. I was just going down memory lane, wishing he could rip off my clothing and fuck me like a raging bull. Say what you want, but male fairies have stamina.”
“They ain’t got courage, though. How does it feel to spread your legs for a winged queen who can’t even protect you from hisfather? No real warrior will allow his pussy fairy to be tampered with,” he said, bursting my bubble.
“That might be true, but he still made my legs shake.”
War walked over to me, his stare intense. I didn’t budge as he gently pushed my forehead with a finger. “I’ll put that cuff right back on you. Don’t let it being off get you to feeling yourself. I have a way of humbling muthafuckas,” he replied.
“I’m just full of energy now, don’t get offended by it,” I countered.
War’s mood lightened, and for a moment, I thought I saw a sparkle in his eye. “I know what you’re trying to do. A house pet can’t make me jealous, sweetheart. I can do what I want with you, and even when you feel like you want to escape or you’ve had enough, you still have to put up with everything I do and say to you,” he replied.
I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my arm, pulling me back to face him. “If he pleased you the way you said he did, how come I was the first to make you cream? I heard your thoughts while I was stroking your pussy, and I fucked every drop of sap out of you. And you want me to do it again, but I won’t be tempted this time by a nature demon! I fuck when I’m ready,” he said.
“A nature demon that you forced a soul tie with, War. You cursed me, made me crave you, and now you can’t handle that I want you inside me again? If you ain’t taking what’s yours, then maybe I don’t belong to you.”
“That’s your ancestor’s spirit speaking through you. You don’t get what I’m not giving. This isn’t for your pleasure, this is your hell,” he said.
“Then punish me.”
War backhanded me, and I fell back into the wall. My face stung and I held my cheek. “You asked for that,” he said.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” I said, my ear still ringing.
“My dick only gets hard when you have a collar around your neck with a leash!” War stated. He was letting it be known that I only turned him on when I was helpless. Meanwhile, I wanted him so badly my pussy was beatboxing, and I could smell the sweetness pouring out of me.
He stepped closer to me, forcing me to look up at him. “I know you feel connected to your nature whore ancestor, but don’t let that spirit get your head cut off. As long as that cuff is off your neck, you are an enemy to me. You might be bound to me, but that curse doesn’t make me feel the things you feel,” he said.
His closeness, his scent and touch, was even more deadly to me without the cuff. I needed penetration, my hair pulled with deep thrusts.
“Whatever you say,” I whispered.
There was a knock on the door. “Bro, you trying to go to Horseshoe? We haven’t gambled in a minute!” A familiar voice called out. War walked over to the door, leaving my heart palpitating. I don’t know what made me challenge him the way I did. He opened the door, and his brother’s eyes almost popped out of his head.
“Goddamn, I wish they sold that at Lexington Market,” he said to War. Hearing them constantly refer to me as an object pissed me off.
“Aight, you can bounce though. I got somewhere to be,” War told him.
“Hold up, bro. You’re taking her prissy ass with you?” he asked War.
I could see the look of betrayal in his eyes as he grilled me. He looked at me in disgust, and I smirked at him. “Yo, Grim, I thought I told you about popping up here. Can I just pop up at your personal crib?” War asked him.
“I can’t believe this bullshit. You’re taking her out like that’s your mate. You better not knock her up either,” Grim warned War.
“For the last fucking time, muthafucka, you better chill out!” War warned him. Grim backed away, shaking his head.
“That fairy pussy is toxic, ain’t it? Go ahead and do you then. She ain’t even got the cuff on anymore. I was with you if you just wanted to get your dick wet, but you got her dressed up like her name Beyoncé and y’all are matching colors. Our ancestors fitting to piss on your spirit for the afterlife,” Grim told him.
“I know you’re still in your feelings you wasn’t chosen, but see when you reach this status, you can do what the hell you want to do. That’s difference between us big bro, you gotta live by the code…I am the code! Stay safe out here and don’t go to the casino alone,” War told him.
Grim looked at me with killer eyes. “Play it safe lor creature,” he said, before his body turned into a black misty cloud and then disappeared.
“Please buy him some pussy so he can get rid of that attitude,” I told War.
“Or I can give him what he wants which is yours,” War replied.
