Guardian of the Hills

Finally

I wanted nothing more than to stay with Skeeter and break every single law written by the Seelie Court. I wanted to feel her heat wrapped around me in ways that I couldn't even imagine. Instead, I chose the high road and went to do my mother's bidding on behalf of the court itself. I was in my second underground club of the evening when an acquaintance of mine came up and sat down beside me. Hesperia was a woodland nymph. She kept her hair cut short on her head, and it was currently dyed bubble gum pink. She carried herself in a manner that made you feel like you should not ever place your bets against her in a fight. We had worked together many years ago in a battle we had fought against the Unseelie.

"Hello, Derek," she said.

"Hesperia, you look well."

"Thank you, but I hear you are looking for info on a lead to the disappearance of some females in the fae lands."

"I am indeed. Have you heard something?"

"First, let me tell you that you need to be careful. If word gets around to the wrong people that you are asking such questions, you might have some trouble on your hands."

"Let me worry about that," I said. "Do you know something?" I repeated.

"Not something, someone. There is a goblin by the name of Gryh that works in a back casino room on the north end of the city. Word has it he was looking for info on elven women and Seelie women."

"What type of info?" I asked.

"Personal info. Like where they live, what status they hold, their physical abilities."

"What is he wanting with that kind of information?"

"I'm not sure. But whatever it is, I'm almost certain it has to do with the missing females," she said.

"Thanks. I owe you one."

"How about a drink," she said as she turned on the charm. I handed her a twenty dollar bill. "Buy yourself whatever you want." Then I got up and left.

It was very late. I decided a meeting with Gryh would definitely be on my agenda later, but I needed a few hours' rest. It was four a.m. when I arrived back at the cottage. Skeeter's dad was already up. I could see a light on. I raised her window as quietly as I could and lowered it, and closed the blinds. I made sure her bedroom door was locked and then took off my jacket and boots before I crawled into bed next to her. She cuddled up to me instinctively, and I put my arms around her. She was so warm and smelled so good.

I wonder if she tastes like she smells? I thought.

I shook the thought away. I knew I couldn't let myself get carried away in that. I decided to go to sleep instead.

When I woke up, it was daylight, and Skeeter wasn't beside me. Her bedroom door was open. For half a second, I panicked. She suddenly appeared with a hot cup of coffee and a smile.

"Good morning," she said to me.

"Good morning," I answered.

I took the cup she offered me and gave her a small kiss.

"My dad had some errands out of town today, so we have the house to ourselves," she said with raised brows. My morning hardness twitched.

"I wanted to talk to you about something," she said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I want you to tell me what s*x feels like," she said hurriedly as her face turned a bright red shade. My hardness lept at the sight of it.

"So what you're saying to me is, you've never had s*x?" I asked. "Not even with what's his face?" She looked down.

"No," she answered. "Here's the thing, we were supposed to the night of my prom, but then I overheard Jessie in the bathroom, and I took off running through the woods. You know what all happened after that. I had built this idea up for months what I thought it would be like, and I guess it worked my hormones into a frenzy because I can't stop thinking about it now. You say it's forbidden between us. It could cause you to be exiled if anyone knew, but for some reason, I don't understand if we're careful why it's such a bad thing? It seems a little outdated to me, but maybe it's because I'm a human."

"You're right. It is outdated," I answered. I wasn't sure if it was my heart, my head, or the hardness in pants doing the actual thinking, but a thought occurred to me. She had said, "...if anyone knew." I had no plans to tell anyone. I was fairly certain she wasn't either.

"I have to tell you the truth," I said finally. "I don't really know." She stared at me for a minute.

"What do you mean you don't know?" she asked.

"I've never actually done it either. I've kissed, and I've gotten close a few times, but I always stopped before it happened because when a fae mates, we mate for life. A bond is formed that is unbeakable. Well, technically, it can be broken, but it takes some very heavy magic to do it, and sometimes the hurt is so strong from the bond being broken that someone doesn't survive it or both."

"Wow, that makes me feel like such a slut. I'm having trouble with controlling my primal hormonal urges and you've had two hundred years of control." I laughed at her.

"It's not exactly easy," I said. She smiled at me then.

"I have something else to say to you," she said and then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I've only known you for a little while and it makes no sense at all. I wish this forbidden rule was obsolete because I can't think of anyone else I would rather have as a mate the rest of my life than you. So here goes. I think, I've fallen in love with you." My heart swelled a million times over. I knew she was right and I knew exactly how she felt.

"I love you too," I blurted before I lost the nerve. I leaned in and kissed her. As if she could read my mind, she straddled me as she had before. I kissed her heavily and deeply.

She stopped kissing me for a brief moment and looked into my eyes.

"How about we go as far as we can and then stop."

"Ok," I said as I placed my mouth on hers again. I pulled her body as close to me as I could. I ran my hands across her chest. She pulled her shirt over her head, and then her very perky breasts were in my face. I slowly circled my tongue around one of her n*****s and then the other one. She threw her head back and moaned loudly. I pulled the cover down off of me and undid my pants. I allowed my hardness to spring out, and she looked down at it and then gripped it tightly.

"You're pretty big down there," she said. I smiled at her and kissed her neck, and then went back to slowly running my tongue around her n*****s. I finally took one into my mouth and sucked. She tightened her grip around me, and suddenly she moved and reached for the coffee cup I had sat on the nightstand. She took a huge gulp of it and held it into her mouth, and then swallowed. She made her move and put her mouth down on me. It was my turn to moan. As she sucked on me, I felt my heart speed up.

"Oh god!" I cried out. It was more than I ever imagined. I was close. I needed to slow the pace, so I moved, and she pulled her mouth off of me. I rolled her over and pulled her shorts off. I sat back on my legs for a brief minute and took in the sight of her naked body squirming on her bed. She kept herself shaved except a small patch of hair right above the split .

"I've been wanting to know what you taste like," I said as I lowered my head to her. She spread her legs willingly, and within moments, my tongue was buried deep inside of her. Her taste was like nothing I had ever had. It was like licking the inside of a warm apricot. She was so deliciously sweet. As I sucked and licked her, I reached my hand up and placed a finger inside of her. She arched her back off of the bed and cried out. I started to move it in and out, and she cried out some more. She was very tight. I decided to try two fingers as I circled her c**t. She was panting and I knew she was close. I quickened the flick of my tongue and she convulsed and cried out my name as she gripped my hair. I felt her jerk and shutter and her orgasm burst forth into my mouth. I pumped my fingers a few more times and then withdrew them as I licked up and down her slowly. She was limp and soft. I came up to her and kissed her. She looked at me hazily and within seconds she was licking all of her juices off of my face. She reached down and stroked me. I kissed her back. I had made a decision. I wanted her as mine. I wanted her for life. I wanted to do this everyday for the end of eternity. To hell with the consequences.

"I won't tell, if you won't tell," I said to her. "Will you have me for life?" I asked.

"Forever," She answered. I then put my mouth on hers again and lowered myself to her. She grabbed it and placed it to the edge. I pulled back and looked at her in her beautiful starry eyes.

"This may hurt," I said.

"It's ok," she said. "Wait!" she said suddenly and reached over to her nightstand and opened the drawer. She reached in and pulled out a condom. She quickly tore that pack open and unrolled it and then put it on me. I kissed her again.

"Ok," she said as she placed it back in line with her body.

She then reached up and gripped my back and I firmly plunged myself inside of her. I felt her hyman tear and she cried out. She felt so amazing. She was so tight around me that it almost hurt. I moved back in forth inside of her and after a few minutes she was relaxed and gripping onto me. I read her body and as she gripped I went a little faster. She was panting and moaning and I was too. I felt her suddenly tighten around me and pulse. As her orgasm started she set off a chain reaction and mine came on as well. As she climaxed, I rode it out with her and drained myself inside of her. I lay quietly on top of her with myself still inside and she slowly drew circles on my back. I finally managed to pull myself into her embrace. I shed myself of the condom and threw it in the trash before lying down next to her.

"I do believe that was much better than riding a horse," I said. She laughed and blushed and then we both fell back asleep entangled in each other.