“Good,” Renny responded.
Rorie pushed his pants down. There was apparently no underwear on the Fae realm, so he was bare underneath, and the coolness of the air in the room was welcome as Rorie bared Renny’s cock.
“You are bigger than me,” Rorie commented. There was awe in his voice, and Renny was happy to have impressed him. “It is odd to see a dick without markings like mine, but I find I like it. Will you push it inside me?”
“I can’t.”
Rorie backed away and Renny nearly toppled over since he’d forgotten in his haste to follow him that his pants were around his ankles. “Why must you keep yourself from me? I do not understand. Do you honor your Fate or not?”
Once he got his clothes off, Renny chased after the incensed fairy who was not paying attention to the fact that there was a small lagoon behind him. “Rorie, watch out.”
“I seek to be close to you. No one knows what the future holds. I have given you all I can of myself and my world. Yet—”
“Shit,” Renny muttered.
Water sloshed up to his chest when Rorie fell into the bath. His mate surfaced and used an irritated hand to slap the hair from his eyes. “Leave my room. I know you must hold yourself away, but I have stirred my body too far. I must take care of my needs, and you should ask Drekkoril to find another place to rest your head at night.”
With a roll of his eyes, Renny took two steps and let himself fall straight into the pool. It was deep, so he didn’t have to worry about hurting himself. Tugging, he pulled a resisting Rorie into his embrace. “Not only am I hard and naked, I didn’t mean to insult you. The reason I can’t make love to you the way we both want to is because I won’t last that long. It’s our first time, I’m already close to coming just watching you. I’ve barely managed to jerk off. It’s kinda impossible since we share a space.”
“My temper managed to overtake me,” Rorie acknowledged, which made Renny grin.
“Yes, it did.”
“A common problem for fairies.”
“Trust me, I know. It’s a good thing I’m the calm one.”
“I believe you are not half as calm as you wish.”
“I’m more than halfway crazy, that’s for sure, but I don’t want to fight with you constantly. I see a mate as a best friend and someone that you share your troubles with. I do not view them as a person who causes constant friction. Does that make sense?”
“It is not my wish to have a quarrelsome relationship.”
“Do you want to climb out of this stupid pool now and have sex?”
Rorie tried to dart away and Renny’s arms went around him automatically. “The water is enchanted.”
“I know, that’s how it stays the perfect temp—” Renny gasped and closed his eyes as a tightness surrounded his dick. “What did you do?”
“Do you like it? I can use my magic to touch you and me.”
“Keep it up,” Renny ordered. Pushing Rorie forward, he didn’t stop until he was against the stone wall of the lagoon. Rorie’s legs wrapped around his waist, and their mouths met as the crafty fairy used his sorcery to make the water feel as if they were both being stroked. It was incredible, and Renny wondered how he’d ever have a normal bath again.
Rorie moaned and pulled his mouth away. Arching his spine, he threw his arms out over where the liquid was lapping on the floor. His eyes were closed, and his swollen lips were slightly parted as he thrust. Struggling to hold out as every cell in his body screamed for release, Renny refused to disappoint Rorie. Pressing a hand below his collarbone, Renny spread it across his slickened skin. When his fingertips landed on a pert nipple, he squeezed it, and Rorie gasped.
There was a quick snap of his hips; then he stiffened. A strangled cry tore from his throat as he found his release. It freed Renny to focus on his pleasure. Pushing Rorie farther into the smooth rocks, he drove hard into him twice. Two hands caressed his back, and Renny’s lashes squeezed shut as he climaxed in the arms of his mate.
“We must do this again,” Rorie whispered into his ear.
Renny mustered enough energy to kiss his jaw. “Absolutely.”
Chapter 18
Not everything that had come out of the market day the previous week had been terrible. Rorie had enjoyed being naked with Renny for seven straight nights and returned to absorbing everything in the library, and one of the sioskallos had met their v’airsell nioll. When Drekkoril had told Rorie of it, Renny had immediately suggested they use that knowledge to assist the Fae. The sioskallo was preparing to tie her soul as fast as she could to her other half, and Renny’s idea was to turn it into a grand affair.
If they could remind the Fae of the wonder of v’airsell niolls, perhaps it might help swing the people of their realm to preserving and protecting the gifts from Bétea again. What Rorie did not like about the plan was that he had forgotten the pomp and circumstance which went into two bemollos tying their lives together. Fairies planned simpler affairs to keep themselves from losing patience, but their less animated relatives liked grand affairs that lasted hours.
Bored and trying not to annoy Renny by bouncing his knee again, Rorie decided to enjoy himself a bit. Sliding a hand over Renny’s thigh, he unerringly found his lovely dick. Renny let out a shocked breath of air and snaked his fingers around Rorie’s wrist.
