Page 14 of Fae Trials

“Well, I do!”

“No.” He folded his arms across a well-muscled chest covered in coarse horsehair. “Once you meet the bargain-makers, I’ll never see you again, right?”

“No!” the word came out a pained howl. “I’m trying to stop my sister—”

“Alright then,” he said. “Tug-a-lug with a few licks, and I’ll take you to the circle. But you have to do it here and now.”

Nausea slithered up my throat. “What?”

The centaur bent the human part of his body, meeting my gaze with his twinkling eyes. His warm, tangy breath fanned across my face. “Get on your knees, make me cum, and I’ll take you the rest of the way.”

Panic seized my heart in its cold grip, disgust pooled in my mouth, and I took a step back. How dare the loathsome creature take advantage of my desperation?

I had no idea where in Hope Woods I could find the bargaining circle. It wasn’t like rings of mushrooms on the ground were signposted. I licked my dry lips. To save Sicily, I would endure anything, even if it meant getting a face-full of centaur spunk.

I cleared my throat. “Alright, then.”

“Alright, what?”

“I-I’ll give you a wank.”

“Don’t forget to lash that pretty tongue over my cock-hole.”

Angry, prickly heat surged through my veins and burned my cheeks. At this rate, I would bite it off… if only I could get my mouth around the centaur’s mammoth dick.

“Fine!” I snapped.

The centaur’s grin was so wide, it rivaled that of the Jack of Smiles.

Chapter 5

“Yes,” Coltrane whinnied, his deep voice making the lining of my stomach tremble with a mix of revulsion and terror. “Shimmy down my undercarriage and make your dreams cum true.”

My nostrils flared. How had this asshole managed to twist things around so that I was the aggressor? I longed to swing my foot beneath that undercarriage and slam my boot into his horse dick, but I was in the middle of a faerie forest with no other form of transport and desperate to save my sister. Pressing my lips together, I dropped down in position.

I sank my knees into the soft, damp leaf litter, and the scent of rotting mulch filled my nostrils. Heat flared from the centaur’s hindquarters, making my skin crawl with the sensation of invisible ants. Keeping my gaze to the starry sky and away from the source of his excitement, I raised a trembling hand.

“I can lie on my side if you want,” he said. “Make it feel like you’ve tackled me to the ground, and I’m finally in your clutches.”

Coltrane flicked his head in the direction of his flanks. “There’s ropes in my saddlebag if you want me helpless and at your mercy.”

Despite trying to keep a neutral expression, my nose wrinkled. “Um… No, thanks.” Any pity I might have felt for this desperate creature was crushed under the weight of my worries for Sicily’s predicament. “Let’s just do it without the extras, so we can set off for the deal circle.”

His eyes sparkled. “You naughty girl!” he said with a low chuckle. “I could tell you wanted me.”

I shook my head. If his fantasy of me being eager for centaur dick got him off faster, who was I to complain?

A male scream pierced the air, followed by a boom. My head snapped up, just in time for me to catch the burst of white light a hundred feet away.

“What was that?” I asked.

“It’s just the bargain-makers.” He waved a dismissive hand. “They’re condemning some human victim to the deepest levels of the Mount. Now, about my—”

“What?” I scrambled to my feet and charged through the trees in the direction of the light, all thoughts of Coltrane and his horse dick flying into the ether. Their next victim could be Sicily.

“Oi,” Coltrane bellowed. “You still owe me for the ride.”

I continued charging through the trees. Moonlight streamed through the canopy of this side of the forest, illuminating the trunks in my way. Branches whipped across my face, but the pain was nothing compared to what my poor sister might suffer if I didn’t stop her in time.