Claudy Conn
Legend Series
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A male, yet not a man, stood before her. His body spelled ‘warrior’, yet his facial expression clearly said, ‘art—magic...science, and lover!’
It was the male Fae—the royal Fae she knew as Breslyn, Prince of Dagda. Oh yes, indeedy, she told herself, Right here, flesh and blood—that is if the Fae are flesh and blood?
She realized he was cloaked in the Féth Fiada—the ability of Fae to go undetected by humans—but Maxie was able to perceive him without any difficulty. Thinking himself safe from human detection, he hadn’t bothered to use human Glamour to tone down his Faeness as he boldly occupied space and looked her over.
Max remembered the last vision she had with him standing in furious resignation over her ancestor’s murder. She had been surprised by the depth of emotion he radiated. Do Fae have hearts? she asked herself as she stared at him. He was staring back at her. In fact, he was letting those sparkling eyes linger all over her body. She sucked in air, because when she opened her mouth, and in spite of her determination to speak, nothing came out!
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I was all too conscious of the fact that I was naked except for the towel wrapped around me. I tried to object—too late. I was in his embrace, and oh my—oh my...his body felt like it was molded from stone. He had me slammed up so firmly against him that I felt that huge, hard male thing pressing into me as he bent me for his kiss.
What am I doing? He is a Fae. I don’t mingle with Fae. Not even with this very special one. No, this was not what I wanted, but his kiss was oh so...Oookay.
Maybe a kiss or two or three...?
His lips parted mine. His tongue gently teased mine to
receive a seductive introduction and then with a soft curse
he was pulling away. I almost pulled him back for more
but managed to stop myself.
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At any rate, he left feeling better, and she closed up the restaurant feeling somehow sad. She was sure something was terribly wrong in Brian’s life. She went back to the bar as it was still open for drinks and some of the locals weren’t ready to leave. Finally. She breathed a sigh of relief after the last customer departed and she locked upfor the night.
That was when it happened. Sometimes she felt something and knew it was a whisper of things to come--BJ often got those feelings. Other times she got a blast of what was definitely on its way. What happened next foreshadowed what was coming—the Unseelie! She felt something merge with and enter the atmosphere. She brushed it off as one of her many inexplicable premonitions. And then it happened. She had never seen a dark Fae before, though she had heard the stories from her mother. She knew a great deal of Fae history. However, she would not have believed they had escaped the Dark Realm had she not seen them with her own eyes, and there was no mistaking one of them when she saw it. She had closed up for the evening and was in the shadows of the parking lot when she saw them for the first time—two of them
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--the damn doorknocker sounded again, and loud enough to shake me up and make me climb out of that dark, hot place to fling the door wide open. I must have looked like I felt, damn irritated.
He stood—a giant of a Fae in human Glamour.
I was momentarily taken aback. He was huge, well over six something, and his strong, muscular body spelled out top-notch male. His long, light auburn hair was streaked with gold and tied with a leather string at the nape of his neck (and what a neck). Around that neck was a gold torque with the insignia engravings of his Royal House, Lugh of the Tuatha Dé.
I felt my eyes open wide. He was a prince, and he was at my front door? Why?
Beneath his lightweight black leather jacket, he wore a black Polo shirt tucked into his Lauren blue jeans; his black leather belt held a gold buckle engraved with etchings. He wore gold-tipped Gucci boots. This Fae knew how to outfit himself.
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--He wasn’t alone. Gaiscioch had four royal princes at his back and they were, unlike their dark Fae brethren, absolutely devastatingly beautiful. They had the Lianhan going on (which means they emit some kind of aphrodisiac power over humans). Fae are basically immune to the power, but a human, could literally die from the sexual addiction that occurs. A human would be compelled beyond reason to have any and all sexual exercise with a Lianhan. More simply put, you could say that a human would if possessed by a Fae with the Lianhan aura actually screw herself to death.
At any rate, I took their measure (happily immune to their sexual aura). They moved into position, and stood two on each side of Gais--they were naked to the waist, and their slacks were tight fitting dark brown leathers. Their muscular chests were covered with impressive tattoos as were their biceps, the kind that left me believing they were steeped in black magic.
Each of the four Dark Royals was classically sculptured, and exquisitely handsome, but I saw at once, that although their eyes glittered a coal shade of black that was exceptionally beautiful and somehow in spite of the coldness in the recesses of their eyes, managed to send waves of lust towards me.
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