Fae Dominance

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Authors: J. B. Miller
Tags: Romance, Adult, paranormal romance, BDSM, Love Story, Werewolves, shifters, Fae, mm, group sex, orgies, Menege
fucker that ever dared to hurt him again, and then shove it down their throat before they had a chance to die.
    There was clarity now why I could not deny their claim on Dia. That had really bugged the hell out of me. At least now it made sense. We were all part of one whole. Not yet complete but the puzzle pieces were coming together finally.
    “Mine,” I whispered. Robin’s eyes shot open and peered at me in shock. It was truly a day of firsts. I swooped down on him and consumed him in a fiery kiss. Damn, looked like I wasn’t so straight after all.
    An amused chuckle interrupted us after several minutes. Oberon’s expression was relaxed but watchful once more. “As entertaining as this is, children, I have the feeling you are not into sharing.” He shifted and the bulge of his obvious arousal strained against his trousers. “I do enjoy playing the voyeur but, alas, I am a hands on kind of king. As much as I like to watch, eventually, I want to play. I assume you would be adverse to this,” he raised an eyebrow.
    I drew Robin closer and nodded my head in affirmation. Oberon shrugged with a wry smile. “Somehow I am not surprised. You two should go now and spend some time together. Talk and do more fun interesting things,” he winked at us.
    “However,” the laughter left his voice, “my Puck, I was not aware of the depth of your grief and remorse. Or of how close you had come to fading. I am not pleased.
    “The fact you hid this from me is worrisome. We will discuss this at a later date, do you understand?”
    Robin lowered his head respectfully and murmured a quiet, “Yes, my King.”
    Once again, the demeanor of the king changed and the seriousness melted into sultry indulgence. “Good.” He grinned. “Now let’s see what we can do to relive this,” he motioned to his straining hard-on.
    A soft popping echo fell before the sound of the Fae around us poured in. A hush fell as all eyes were once again upon us. The shocked gasps confused me for a moment until I realized it was due to having Robin cradled against me. The fact that he was snuggled happily there with an expression of joy on his face did not go unnoticed. Oberon’s laughter rolled out and shook the room.
    “My boys, I do believe you have managed to shock my court into silence. I don’t think this has ever happened before. I may have to keep you two here. It will never be boring at least.”
    Before we could protest, he had turned his eyes upon his subjects and with a subtle nod called up several Fae. Two ravishing beauties whose coloring made them look almost like sisters came first. The females' hair was almost white it was so blonde. They smiled demurely and knelt on their knees before the king.
    Oberon’s pinkie flicked and both girls were naked before us. Damn but they were fine. Luscious curves and rose tipped nipples already puckered and waiting.
    I may be mated, but I’m not fucking dead. Robin leaned back in my arms as we watched. The king glanced at us a moment with a tilt to his lips.
    “Do you wish to play the voyeur now?” he asked.
    “If it pleases you, my Lord,” was Robin's easy reply.
    “Oh, by all means, stay and watch. There is no shyness in this court.” Oberon turned back to the females and crooked a finger at them. “You may begin now, my beauties.”
    I didn’t know their names nor did I care. I was, however, man enough to lay back and enjoy the show. Blondie one reached her arms out and spread Oberon’s legs wider, allowing Blondie two to slide between them.
    Then number one was kind enough to untie the laces of the king’s trousers enough to release his hard cock. Damn, even I was a little in awe of Oberon’s package.
    If that wasn’t a foot long then it was so fucking close as to not matter. Number two reached in and gently lifted his sac until it rested between the laces still partially tied.
    If he spread his legs anymore, they would tighten and basically work as a clamp. The twins then rose back up

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