Chapter One : First Meetings
I woke with my hands and arms securely tied to my bed posts. A moment of fear and surprisingly arousal flooded over me like a heatwave. I couldn't see; I was blindfolded also. I heard a tapping sound to my left. “You are awake.” A deep voice said. I turned my head towards that direction. “Who- Who are you? What’s going on?”
The stranger made a shuffling sound. Suddenly, I could feel the heat of him now standing over me. “I'm an Avrick and you are Carla Jones. I have been watching you for a long time past.” That did not help me feel better. This man’s voice sounded strange, heavy accented. I was confused by my feelings also. I felt my fear as plain as day, but my body was in this heightened state of... euphoria also. “You have teased me with your calling Carla Jones. I could not take it any longer. So I must have you now.” Avrick said. That jolted me from my puzzling thoughts. What scared me was that I didn’t find that a bad thing. For the life of me I couldn’t find it inside myself to be hysterical. But I was weary. “What do you mean? What do you plan to do?” I asked
I felt a shift on my bed. He was sitting beside me now. “ I plan to give us pleasures. I will not hurt you Carla Jones. I cannot physical hurt my mate in any way. It is in the core of what we are.” Who was this nut job? What did he mean what we are? “What are you? Are you...” He pressed a finger to my lips. “Hush now Carla Jones. You are in season. We will have a coupling and then I will free you to continue your human life.”
He was going to have me. I felt him move on top of me. Both his hand gently caressed my face. It didn’t stop me from thrashing about. He settled between my legs, clearly ignoring my struggles. “You are even fairer up close. I will remove the covering over your eyes now. I wish to look into them and your’s into mine. So you will see me truly, yes?.” Once again he caressed my face with hands that felt big but gentle. With a sure movement of his quick fingers, the blindfold was gone. I fluttered my eyes open, it took me a few seconds to focus. He was a beautiful man... or whatever he was. The room was completely dark but he seemed to glow in a golden light. He had the most stunning lighting grey eyes and almost bronze tanned skin. His hair was long, way passed his shoulders and jet black. He had it fashioned into an elaborate braid. He smiled down at me. I was so shocked by his apparency that I forgot my struggles. He kissed my forehead and ran his fingers into my hair, “ Your skin is soft and you hair is the most interesting of colors. There is gold and red mixed within it.” He seemed to be content in studying my hair. He didn’t seem to have twisted bone in his body. He looked boyishly-innocent in a way, yet otherworldly.
“What are you?” I whispered again. He looked at me then. He tilted his head to the side as if to think about his answer. Then he chuckled, “Oh I have forgotten myself. I am Prince Avrick of the Wild Hunt, Fairy...