Chapter 18
FINN
We wed five days later on Beltane.
I watch from my spot on the short dais as Arden floats down the aisle. She is a vision in her pink-and-gold dress. The silk clings to every soft curve and highlights the swells of her breasts. Her gossamer wings beat at her back while her golden crown sits atop her flower-adorned curls.
A matching crown rests on my brow as I await her arrival.
Glimmerveil Castle has been decorated in an array of golds, greens, and pinks to celebrate our union. All of her subjects have gathered in the center courtyard, clutching fresh bouquets of wildflowers.
Even Elwood seems happy as he stands behind his father.
I try and fail not to grin wider as I remember the look of shock on his face when we arrived. He had treated me very differently than when I was human. Especially when Arden revealed we were mates. Our bond was not to be questioned.
She was mine. And now it was about to be official.
We will marry amongst the Spirits and the meadow, which we honor with the tall poles arranged in a circle in the courtyard. Each one is decorated with fresh blooming flowers and verdant leaves. Sticks and scraps of silk and satin wrap around their bases and branch off at the top.
The smallest of our subjects are in attendance as I spy several families of deer and rabbits peering from the edge of the towering trees. Meadowmist bursts with life with the Void gone. Free from the darkness, everything has a chance to live again.
The Sun Palace, by contrast, has decades before it will be fully repaired.
For a time, I believed I would rule over nothing, but as luck would have it, not all of my fairies had been claimed by the Void. A small group of Goldren fairies had taken refuge in the meadow. Burrowing deep underground, they lived there for centuries until my powers had cleared away the gloom.
A few of them are in attendance today. Pride shines on their faces as their golden hair glimmers in the morning light. I feel a sense of responsibility as I look towards them. It will be up to me to lead them into the future.
As Arden takes my hand and joins me, the task doesn't seem as daunting.
She grounds me and makes me feel alive. I glance up at Glimmerveil’s ivy-covered stones. The window to our bedchamber is open. Bodies walk in front of the window, no doubt preparing it for our wedding night.
I've tasted Arden dozens of times since we arrived back at the castle a few nights ago. Her screams of pleasure echo through the halls at all hours. I will lay claim to her in that bed, but I have a more exciting place in mind to make her first time as special as possible.
I grin down at her, tugging on one of her soft curls.
"You look beautiful, Queenie." My lips find her ear. "Let's get this ceremony over with. I need to fuck my bride."
Arden's lips part as if I've scandalized her.
"Impatient male. Many in our realm traveled far to watch us wed on such short notice."
I chuckle, tracing the delicate shell of her ear with my tongue.
"Unless you want them to watch me fuck you, Queenie. I suggest we get on with it. That dress is begging me to shred it."
Arden shivers, her teeth sinking into her lip.
"Beast," she whispers. "Fine. Let us begin."
Her head advisor, Fren, steps forward and leads the ceremony. We call for the Spirits and open our hearts to receive their blessings. Light wraps around us as our powers flow together. Ceremonial words are spoken. The Queen and I exchange vows and oaths before slicing our palms and sharing blood.
Something sweeter than a fairy wish awaits me on the other side of this promise.
"Fairies of Meadowmist and Goldren, allow me to present your new monarch. Queen Arden and King Thorifian. May their reigns be long and their love eternal."
Riotous applause breaks out as white petals are tossed into the air.
The sound of my birth name rings in my ears. Arden and I agreed that Finn is what I'll go by, as Thorifian is not the easiest to scream in the throes of pleasure.
With our union official, I turn towards my wife with a wide smile. Cupping her cheeks, I lower my head and lay claim to her mouth. Her fingers wrap around my forearms as we are showered in rose petals and well wishes. All I care about is her mouth.
Her soul tangles with mine in a promise far more permanent than the vows we just made. She is mine in every way. All that's left is finally to sink inside her perfect tightness and fill her with my seed.
A need that can no longer be delayed. These past five days have been a slow seduction that has left my cock in a perpetually painful state. The only cure for it lies between Arden's soft thighs.
I scoop her into my arms, swallowing her squeal of surprise.
"Time to go, Queenie." I tuck her into my chest as her arms wrap around my neck. "Wave goodbye to our guests. You won't be seeing them for a while."
Ever the dutiful Queen, Arden thanks everyone for coming as I launch us into the air. My wings beat rapidly as we rise above the masses to a chorus of cheers. The wind whips around us as I fly us towards the meadow. Warm sunshine bathes our faces.
The journey is short as I dive us below the trees. My flying skills have improved dramatically under Arden's teachings. She's helped me with everything from learning how to eat with my sharp teeth to ensuring my flames didn't burn through the castle. I'd be hopelessly lost without her.
It's time for me to return the favor.
"I thought you were taking us to the castle?" she asks.
My bare feet land on the soft grass. The faint rustling of small creatures and the calling of birds echo from the surrounding trees. Rushing water ripples from a nearby stream, adding to the peaceful ambiance.
Lowering her to the ground, I take her hand in mine.
"For your first time, I had something more special in mind."
Walking her into the clearing, Arden's soft gasp is music to my ears.
I had discovered this quiet patch of land while flying a few mornings ago. With the thicket of trees, a decent amount of the sunlight is blocked out. The grass and trees glow from within, casting the area in dark blue and rich violet light.
Lightning bugs illuminate tall blades of grass.
A soft mist covers the ground. The humid air makes my clothes stick to my skin. Arden's rose scent mingles with the dew-soaked ground, forming a heady combination.
I walk Arden deeper into the clearing until we are on the banks of the stream. The darkening canopy provides us with our own little world.
A tall waterfall roars in the distance.
Arden glows like a star in the dim light. My eyes trace over every glorious inch of her.
My cock presses firmly against my trousers, ready to finally provide her pleasure. She stands before me, eyes wide and trusting. Her thighs rub together, and I nearly fall to my knees.
The tight buds of her nipples press against the front of her gown.
"It's beautiful here, Finn." Green and gold threads between her fingers. "Magical."
"That's the idea, Queenie. I want this to be perfect."
"It will be," she assures me, "because it's with you."
I groan, my hands falling towards her waist.
"Spirits, you really know how to make me lose control."
Arden's smile is knowing. She trails a lone finger down my stomach before resting it along my waistband.
"This time you won't have to come in your pants."
My tongue feels too large in my mouth. Her innocent eyes and wicked touches make my blood rush thickly through my veins.
"Fuck, Arden—"
Her eyes blink up at me, knowing exactly how to make me crazed with desire.
"I told you before you could spend on me." Her finger dips into my trousers. "On my stomach." Her lips find my neck. "Or my breasts." She nips my throat. "Or in my mouth." Arden licks the underside of my jaw. "Wherever you wanted, husband."
"You're gonna kill me."
And just like before, I'd happily die for her.
My restraint is rapidly slipping. I wanted to savor her, to go slow to minimize any discomfort. The way she's looking at me, all flushed and eager to be fucked is burning through my self-control.
"I don't want to kill you, Finn. I want to please you." She licks my jaw again. "Just as you've pleased me."
"That can wait."
Mischief kindles in her eyes.
"No, it can't."
Who am I to argue with my Queen?
Especially as she sinks to her knees before me. Her crown glints in the light. Grass stains her lovely pale dress. I groan as her fingers work the tie on my trousers. Once loosened, they fall to my ankles.
Warm air teases my proud flesh.
A drop of seed glistens at the tip. Arden licks her lips before extending her pink tongue and capturing my spend. She licks me clean with relish, her eyes darkening at my taste. Her small hand wraps around my length, but can’t fully fit around me.
I had been a well-endowed human, but my fairy form made me obscenely large. I'd have to take care with her sweet little cunt. I'd rather never get to fuck her than cause her a moment of pain.
All those thoughts empty from my brain as she roughly pumps me with her fist.
"Tell me what to do." Arden bats her pink lashes at me. "I've never done this before."
"The Spirits kept you untouched because they knew I'd kill any male who had you before me," I growl.
Arden bares her sharp teeth. Green flames flicker in her eyes.
"Just as they knew to keep your lovers in a realm I can’t reach. They'd meet a similar fate." She jerks me hard in her hand. "You are only for me."
I would be shocked if I wasn't already dangerously close to coming.
My sweet and mild-tempered Queen is possessive. The knowledge spreads throughout my body. It washes over me in a decadent wave. She wants me just as much as I want her.
This desire is mutual and all-consuming.
"I was reborn into this form, Arden. No one has had me like this."
"And they never will," she snarls. "Mine."
She punctuates her point by licking over the head of my cock. I groan, flexing my hips into her waiting hand. Squeezing me tightly, she licks down my shaft. Her curious tongue drifts lower, tasting every inch of me.