Following Bay out of the city, I tried to ignore the growing feeling of unease. Even without my aura sight, I could still feel the presence of that unnatural burgundy power growing stronger the further we traveled. When a sea of flowing grass and white sand appeared before us, Bay finally released my hand. Other painted water fae began to join us. Their excited tones trilled and clicked within the shallow water. No males were here yet. They would come later if I remembered correctly—without being painted.
I turned my head up to the blurred light of the three moons shining in the shallow underwater grasslands. I inhaled their energy and light, preparing myself against the sinister power crawling beneath my webbed feet.
Switching back to my aura sight, I found the ground saturated deep red, with tendrils of power oozing upwards and hungrily latching onto every water fae here.
Seeing my concern and mistaking it, Bay leaned in towards me whispering, “do not worry my Lady Solaire. You are the most beautiful one here, aside from the Queen of course, I made sure of that.”
I gave her a sad smile, watching the muted burgundy haze of her aura and the leeching tendrils twining up from the white sand towards her petite frame. “Thank you Bay.” I gently pulled her away from the parasitic power, closer to me. The burgundy strands paused, repelled by my presence. “But in your dedication to me, you have totally forgotten about yourself.” I waved my hand down her body.
Bay's eyes widened and her webbed hand covered her mouth. “Oh my goddess. I was so excited to show you the festival, I forgot about my own paint!” She cried.
I gave her a reassuring pat and gently pushed her away. “Go, quickly. You should still have time before the festivities begin. The queen will find me soon. I will not be alone for long.”
Bay looked at me sincerely with those electric blue eyes. “You are sure?”
“Of course.”
I stiffened when she wrapped her arms around me for the second time this night. “Thank you, my lady!” Pulling away from me she flashed a bright needled smile.
Smiling back, I jutted my chin outward. “Go on. I’m sure this festival will be one you’ll never forget. You must look the part!”
She nodded and then in a graceful flip, she shot back through the water. I watched the burgundy power keenly as it recoiled back to the white sands.
Bubbles burst from me, Bay would be safe for now. It wouldn’t protect her indefinitely, the haze was already strong around her, but maybe I could buy her more time. Whatever this power was, it had deeply infiltrated The Under and was growing.
I turned back towards the amassing soiree and narrowed my eyes. I just needed to figure out why.
Chapter 17
“Comeon.AllIwant to know is where the Sheol does your cock go when you are in your water form.”
My guard’s jaw ticked at my immature question.
My beast snorted and rolled his eyes.
Kira had left me with this silent orange haired bastard to prepare for the festival. He was actually the first male I had seen in The Under since being here and I was thankful to be away from Kira’s repulsive touch and insufferable prattling. A moment longer in her company would have ended up with her as ceviche for dinner.
“How clever.”The cat drawled.
Ignoring him, I widened my legs and pointed to where my dick used to be. “I mean come on man, where does it go? Do you not have one? Is that why your females prefer one another? I mean it’s not like the fae can procreate these days…what good are you if you don’t have a dick?”
Themale guard glared at me—his matching orange eyes looking more and more like fire.
Laughter surrounded us and the guard’s gaze immediately shot forward, his spine straightening.
“Oh how wicked you are, shifter! If you wanted to see Cyrus’s cock all you had to do was ask me. He is after all mine to play with. Are you not my pet?” Kira cooed at her male lover, sidling up against him, her hand trailing down his torso to the junction between his legs.
I glared at the water fae leader who was painted like a goddess damned rainbow. The paint accented every detail of her body, from her perky breasts, to the curve of her ass, and womanly bits. An atrocious clacking noise came from shell adorned braids of her pink hair while she stroked the guard in front of me.
Manipulative rose colored eyes twinkled over his shoulder at me. “Cyrus’s magnificent cock grows outward whenever it is needed. Doesn’t it, baby?” Kira cooed. “Be a good boy and show the shifter what a magnificent cock you have darling.”
Cyrus’ eyes closed in a shudder at her dominating touch and his scales parted for a growing black cock to protrude forth, settling heavily in her webbed hand.
Groaning, the guard hung his head in shame. Kira giggled and started to pump him quickly, whispering words of encouragement as her guard’s arousal grew.
I crossed my arms hard over my chest, my own claws digging into my scales to stop them from ripping Kira’s head off. I knew this abuse all too well, I had fucking lived it.
“I’m surprised you even know what to do with a cock Kira.” I waved my hand towards the guard. “Release him. You have proven your point and I have zero tolerance for this spectacle.”
