His Dark Fairy

Chapter 3: Sebastian's Treachery

Sebastian-

“OH MY GOD!” I moan loudly.

 I'm leaning back in my plush leather office chair. My arms are resting behind my head and it feels so good to be this relaxed. My tie is askew and my white crisp starched dress shirt lays unbuttoned across my rock hard abs. From an outward view it looks as if I could be posing for the cover of a business magazine. My sleek mahogany desk is so organized and majestic it just screams CEO. Behind my desk however there’s a totally different scenario playing out. My belt buckle sprawls open against my dress pants and boxers currently wrapped around my ankles and  hugging my shiny black dress shoes. My big c*ck throbs as it slides quickly in and out of Melodee’s mouth. As she takes every inch of me into her mouth she suddenly swirls her tongue around me and it sends me over the edge. 

“Let me have you,” I beg as I reach out and slide my hands down her silk blouse.

 She isn’t wearing a bra and as I glide my fingers across her n**ples I feel them harden beneath my touch. She moans with pleasure and it vibrates my er*ection. 

“Please,” I whisper again.

 Melodee slowly slides both hands up my legs before grabbing me and licking me up and down one last time. She stands and slides her thong down her long tan legs then steps out of them in her sexy black heels. She turns and bends over my desk; her skirt revealing her firm a** as she does. 

“How would you like me today, your majesty?” she whispers seductively. 

“Mmmm, just like that,” I respond as I firmly palm both a** cheeks and nibble on her ear. 

“Be my guest,” Melodee replies while begging me with her eyes to slide it in.

 She doesn’t need to tell me twice. Soon I am buried deep thrusting myself into her. I grab my belt and slide it across her back to let her know what’s about to happen. At first I lightly bring my belt across her a** teasing her. Next I bring my belt down harder with a satisfying smack. I feel my er*ction harden and start to pulse. I am really enjoying myself and living my best life as the kingdom’s most sought after bachelor. Suddenly I find myself thrusting harder.

 “I’m going to explode!” I shout my words dripping with satisfaction. 

“Yes please,” she cries out in pleasure. 

SMACK! I bring my belt down hard across her a** I feel her org*sm hard with every last inch of me inside her. 

KNOCK KNOCK

Suddenly there’s a knock at the door and I hear the nob begin to turn. 

“Stop! Give me a minute, just a minute,” I growl. 

Melodee suddenly thrusts herself hard against me, sending me even deeper inside her.

 “Oh f*ck," I scream out as I instantly explode and Avilee steps through the door… 

Avilee-

I can’t believe I forgot about the luncheon. I chastise myself as I sprint up the stairs to the 4th floor of the castle where our private luxury apartment is located. When I step into the entryway I quickly slide off my shoes forgetting to tuck them away. The elegant white marble floors are cool against my feet.  I race to my bedroom and rush inside only to find a beautiful dress with a note from my mother laying on my bed. 

I know you don’t like when I dress you but when I saw this dress I thought it would look magnificent on you. Please consider wearing this to lunch today. I can’t wait to see how beautiful you will look in it. See you soon 

xoxo mom

I look down to admire the dress. It’s absolutely stunning. It's the most beautiful lavender color with a sweetheart top that will outline my feminine features. The bodice is lightly ruched and has a sprinkle of silver glitter that makes it sparkle. The shoulder straps are made from soft tulle. The bottom of the dress is short to mid length and is made from strips of wavy soft tulle. It flows beautifully to create a very flattering fit.. I don’t even think twice as I strip down and slide into it. I walk to the full length mirror to check my reflection. I look breathtakingly scrumptious. The sweetheart top highlights my supple br**sts and hugs my curves. The tulle flows lightly to dance around my long tan legs, not quite long enough to reach my knees.. The color compliments my skin perfectly. I flick my wrist and my hair falls in waves down my back. I concentrate as it turns completely jet black; all signs of purple hair disappearing. I slide on a pair of white MK flats and hurry to go meet everyone. 

As I step out of the elevator I see my mother and Shayleigh, Sebastian’s grandmother, chatting happily like two best friends as they nibble on finger sandwiches in the royal tea room. It is a very exclusive establishment. You have to be part of the royal family to dine there. The space itself is elegant. From lavish over flowing crystal flower vases to the plush wingback chairs and expensive art that lines the walls. 

Before I can even begin to apologize for my lateness my mother holds up her hand and says gently, “No need to apologize, your father sent a message letting us know he kept you late.”

I make a mental note to thank dad later as I smile nervously. 

“Sebastian is late my dear. Be a good girl and fetch him from his office please. He was going to work on some proposals while we waited for you.” Sebastian’s Grandmother ordered sweetly.

 I wouldn’t dare to disobey her orders so I turned to immediately retrieve him from his office. I walked down the narrow hallway lined with family portraits of all the other kings. Everything is covered in a layer of dust as if the cleaning fairies rarely come back here. Sebastian’s office is located in the smallest wing on the 3rd floor. I never understood why he insisted on having his office located in one of the most secluded, dark, dingy wings of the castle. I’ve been so lost in my thoughts I didn’t even realize I had made it down the long hall.  I round the corner and knock on the door before turning the handle and letting myself in. 

“OH f**k!” Sebastian screams as he slams his d**k into Melodee, one of the most experienced fairies in the kingdom.

 I stand frozen for a moment staring awkwardly at the scene in front of me. My future husband, with another woman, and not just that, but missing a luncheon where we are supposed to be going over details for our wedding. I am jolted back to reality as the rest of my body finishes processing everything my eyes are telling me. I let out a heartbreaking scream before covering my mouth with my hands and turning on my heels to run far away slamming the door behind me. I will not let him see me cry I tell myself as the hot tears stream down my face in a waterfall of pain leaving splashes of salt and makeup on my new dress. To make matters worse I can feel my fingertips burning begging to ignite. Fire is my strongest element and when my emotions are out of control crazy things happen. All I can think about is avoiding starting a fire. It’s taking everything in me not to let the fire consume me and burn this entire castle to the ground. 

 I send my mother a quick mindlink, I’m not coming! I refuse to marry him! 

My fingers are beginning to smoke so I run faster towards our apartment. I almost melt the door knob when I push open our front door. My hands are getting hotter and my entire body is heating up. I have to get this dress off before I erupt in flames of anger. The once cool marble feels burning hot as my shoes fly off my feet. When I burst into my room I race towards the shower. I immediately turn on the cold water and step inside dress and all. The laundry fairies can save a wet dress, but they can not save one that has been melted. The ice cold water evaporates as it hits my skin. I take some deep breaths and imagine standing in a snow storm. I can almost feel the soft cold snow landing on my body and cooling me from the inside out. After a few minutes I can feel my body temperature dropping. The water is finally hitting my burning skin and it feels heavenly. I strip off my soaking wet dress and fling it over the shower door. I’m too angry to even begin to think about who will be dealing with this mess. I spend another 10 minutes in the freezing cold shower cooling all the way down before I am sure it is safe to step out. I carefully pat myself down being sure to dry off thoroughly. I sincerely don’t have a care in the world and drop the towel I am using to the ground leaving it to be someone else’s problem. I grab a soft plush white spa robe from the shelf and wrap myself in it. When I pass by the full length mirror I catch a glimpse of myself while making my way back to my bedroom. I notice my eyes are puffy from crying so I pause to grab a chilled gel eye mask from the mini fridge before I fall onto my freshly made bed and begin sobbing uncontrollably into a pillow.