Elfcharm

By Leila Bryce Sin

This is an erotic novella with explicit language and imagery.

Weeks after the Summer Solstice Massacre, the supernatural community is starting to come out of hiding, assimilating back into society as the humans begin to recover from their wounds and sorrow. The only thing that had save Taryn from the Moon Madness was a magic charm, a Star of the Shide, given to her by a mysterious green-eyed elf. Now Taryn can’t get him out of her mind and dreams of him and being wrapped in his arms.

He whispers to her in her dreams that she has forgotten what it truly means to be Fae. She has become too human. Now she lives to fuel her magic, rather than her magic fueling her. She turns to her witch-lover, Corbin for help solving the puzzles of her tempting dreams.

Taryn’s magic is fueled by sex and lust, now she has to learn how to return to her true self and allow her magic to be wild and free again. But can Corbin keep up with her new needs?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Shauna Granger
• Release date: Aug 25, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476138183

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Elfcharm

Chapter Five in The Taryn Malloy Fantasies

Copyright 2012 by Leila Bryce Sin

Smashwords Edition

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2012 by Leila Bryce Sin

Cover art by Leila Bryce Sin

Lying in bed, the covers pooled around me and the pillows mounded behind me, I lifted the charm from my neck, letting it hang above my face. The fairy floss chain felt as thin as a thread of silk between my fingers as I watched the charm spin in slow circles, the amethyst chips glinting in the dim light in my room. A breeze fluttered through the room, slipping under the covers and sliding up my body like a cool, caressing hand. I closed my eyes and squirmed into the bed, enjoying the sensation.

When I opened my eyes again, I could see the dark shadow of Andre the vampire in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame, his arms crossed over his chest, one foot up, braced against the frame. He stood in that exact same pose when we first met and he knew it always made me smile.

That’s a pretty little trinket, he said by way of greeting.

Yes, it is, I agreed before rolling to my side, the covers twisting around me as I leaned to drop the necklace on my bedside table. When I rolled back, Andre was already on the bed, looming over me. I gasped in surprise and then laughed; taking an elf by surprise is difficult, but if any creature can do it, it is a vampire. His arms were on either side of me, making the sheet press tightly across my bare chest, trapping me.

Andre dipped his head forward, making his inky, thick curls swing forward and surround my face. His breath was cool against my skin, making me shiver just as his magic had, and then his lips were on the hollow of my collarbone, pressing a kiss to my skin. My mouth curled up into a smile and I let my eyes fall closed again, concentrating on the feel of his lips on my body. I ran my hands up his arms, feeling the cool silk shirt under my fingers before I reached up and slipped my fingers into his thick mane of hair. Everything about him was cool to the touch tonight, telling me he had waited to feed until he could see me. My blood would make him warm again; my blood would make him hard again.

I shifted my hips, rubbing my thighs together, thinking about Andre biting me, his fangs piercing me, my blood rushing into him as he filled me. Andre dragged his lips up the curve of my neck, his tongue darting out to taste my skin, before he nipped at the muscle, making me moan quietly.

Oh, that isn’t nearly loud enough, he purred into my ear.

Then you’ll have to try much harder, I whispered back. He lifted his face, brushing his smooth cheek against mine until his lips were hovering close to my mouth. I tilted my chin up, my lips parted, reaching for him, wanting his kiss. It had been too long since I had replenished my stores of magic, and even longer since I had seen Andre. After the Solstice Massacre, many of our community had decided to lay low for a time, letting the humans calm down. For whatever reason, they blamed us for the Moon Madness, so the supernatural community went to ground for a few weeks, only now starting to come back out, assimilating with the world again. Andre had even closed the club and taken an extended vacation.

He had invited me to go with him, promising to show me the real Paris, whatever that was, but I declined. It just seemed like a very big thing for such a casual relationship, and that’s all I was interested in having right now. If I had gone off with him for nearly a month, I would be leaving Daniel and Corbin, and I just couldn’t bear to be away from any of them for that long. Daniel leaving for training when he had a big fight coming up was bad enough, but I always knew when he would be back. Corbin still never left his apartment, depending on me to come to him when I wanted to see him. It was kind of nice having someone need me as much as that, but never seeming desperate or demanding about it. And Andre, well, Andre did just fine whether I was around or not.

Andre had far more partners than I did, which was fine by me. After all, I couldn’t hope to be his only source of blood and sex. Elves weren’t immortal and his needs could definitely kill me. But if I went with him on some extended vacation, away from my other men, the other sources of my power and magic, I would’ve had to depend solely on him. Oh, I could’ve probably found other willing partners, but after my last tryst with a complete stranger ended with me nearly bound to him for life, I was a little more cautious with my choices. Call me old fashioned, but I liked to know a guy’s name before we danced now.

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