Immortal Pair: Touch of the Irish, Part 3

By Savannah Morgan

Eros' third victim, from his drunken folly on Valentine's Day, is in for
a few changes to her life. There is a whole new world she is about to
enter, with a little help from two Alpha Immortals who want her for
their own.
Roarke is a leprechaun who has been infected with the Sylph virus.
Under the protection of his friend and lover, Kale, the guardian of the
West, they form a plan to free the Sylphs from their death sentence
and remove the Gods from mucking up their lives. But, first they must
bind the woman that holds all of their destinies in the palm of her
hand, without even knowing it.
Marissa Garcia is about to be seduced into the world of Fey majick,
Gods, Goddesses, Kings, Queens and Sylphs. Will she meet her
destiny and become the queen of a new species, or will she falter and
turn her back on the Immortal Pair who are bound to love only her as
their mate.
Join Roarke, Kale and Marissa, along with their friends: Drake,
Candice, and the Breeds MC as they rise up against the Gods of
Knockaine in their fight for the right to live, love, and be recognized
as a value to the Fey World.
Watch as old lies are uncovered and more friends join their fight. Oh
and don't worry, it wouldn't be Touch of the Irish without Sheridan
lending a hand.
What could possibly go wrong this time?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Savannah Morgan
• Release date: Feb 26, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370728114

Savannah Morgan

NOTE: Dreams Sapphire Springs Book 1 has been heavily corrected and changed. If you bought a copy before 11/21/2013 please get the updated version now. I apologize for any inconvenience this has caused and hope I do much better with future book releases. Thank you for you understanding and patience. Savvy I began writing almost 20 years ago but only recently decided to publish. Writing has been one of the most enjoyable aspects of my life. It has allowed me to experience knew things, transported me to new places and allowed me to meet knew people. I also enjoy photography, graphic arts, and many other forms of artistic expression. I created the cover for Dreams and have created the cover for the next three novels in the series. Because I am usually behind the camera rather in front of it, I do not have an author's photo I can put up but I am working to correct this and hope to have it up soon. I have been married for nearly 25 years to my best friend, adventure/travel partner, confidant and greatest critic, Caleb. We have a unique relationship in that we do everything together. I call Caleb my greatest critic because he only wants the best for me and is always willing to give me honest feedback concerning my writing. We live in the Deep South, for now, but have lived all over the US and Germany. We have two Black Labrador Retrievers we adopted from rescue shelters. One is a full Black Lab and the other is a Lab/Australian Dingo mix. Thank you for your interest in my books, I look forward to giving you many years of enjoyable reading. Please feel free to contact me on Facebook, tumblr, or visit me on my website at www.author-savannahmorgan.com. Savvy

Book preview

Touch of the Irish

A Three Part Erotic Fantasy Collection

By

Savannah Morgan

Copyright © 2015 Savannah Morgan

All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. If you feel you have received a pirated copy of this book, please remove it and purchase a copy legally. Please see About the Author for website information on where books are distributed.

Cover art by Savannah Morgan

This book contains explicit sexual content and is not suitable for readers under the age of 18.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places events or locales is purely accidental. The legends and mythologies represented in this book have been altered, added to, and embellished by the author for the purpose of entertaining. The characters are the sole creation of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

Celtic Pantheon information was taken from the following websites http://www.angelfire.com/wizard/celticdeities/ and https://journeyingtothegoddess.wordpress.com/2012/11/30/goddess-aine-2/ http://web.archive.org/web/20080128200322/http://www.celtictale.com/our_gods/aine.htm

Greek Pantheon information was taken from http://www.greekmythology.com/

Story Edited by beta reading team

Dedication: Thank you to the members of Savannah’s Savvy Stalkers for encouraging me to write my first PNR/Fantasy story Dragon’s Lair and the subsequent stories that have been born from that title. Thank you to the beta readers among my team for doing such a wonderful and thorough job of editing: Anne C., Zorha E., Staci T., Barbara C., and Pamela F. Love you, girls. Thank you for always being there and for your support.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Immortal Pair Title Page

The Gods

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Knockaine

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Knockaine

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Epilogue

About the Author

Coming Soon

The Gods

Celtic Pantheon

Morrigan - Queen of the Celtic Gods, Goddess of War and Death, Supreme Warrior Goddess. Married to the Daghda. A shapeshifting War Goddess of Sensuality, Magic, Prophecy, Revenge, and War. Known as Great Queen, Supreme War Goddess, Queen of Phantoms, and Specter Queen. She kept company with Fea (hateful), Badb (fury), and Macha (battle). Also known as a Triple Goddess from Maiden, Mother and Crone. Patroness of priestesses and witches.

Aine of Knockaine - Queen of the Faeries. Goddess of Love and Fertility. Once had a love affair with Eros, God of Love and Excess. Eros often comes back to Aine to clean up his messes, because he knows she can’t refuse since she was accidentally shot with one of his golden arrows. Aine is working on removing this curse, but for now is bound to Eros’ will.

Mabh - Pronounced Meev. The Wolf Queen, ruler of the Wolf Shifters. A demigod of the Fey people, and Queen of the Dark Faeries. She is the maternal half-sister to Aine, Queen of the Faeries, and Morrigan, Supreme Warrior Goddess, Queen of the Celtic Gods. Mabh is known to have a quick temper when her wolves are threatened. A powerful dark majick user but not necessarily considered evil. She is logical and methodical, and is not to be trifled with. She has a powerful hatred of all things Greek, especially Aphrodite and Eros.

Aes Sidhee Fey - Pronounced ‘Ess Shee’ - Believed to be the ancestors, the spirits of nature, or the Goddesses or Gods themselves. In truth, they are not only the Gods, but are the ancestors, the holders of the Secrets of the Fey, the ruling houses of all of the Fey. However, not all Gods are of the blood of the Aes Sidhee Fey.

Tuatha de Danann - Believed to be the oldest and most powerful bloodline of all the Aes Sidhee Fey. Morrigan, Aine, and Mabh are of this lineage. The Tuatha de Danann are the Gods, Goddesses, Queens, Kings, and Warriors of the Celtic Pantheon. It is said they were defeated and consigned to mythology. In truth, they went underground and ruled the Fey with an iron fist, tempered only with a small modicum of love for their kind. They are known to pass harsh judgments to those who break their laws.

Sylph - During the war in which the Tuatha de Danann were said to be defeated, the Warriors were struck down by a curse, in the form of a deadly virus, dealt by their enemies. The warriors fought valiantly, but in the end succumbed to the majick of the curse. Many warriors were lost. The few who survived lost their majickal powers in their realm. Not willing to destroy their brothers and sisters, The Tuatha de Dannan sent them to the human realm to be watchers and guardians. Their powers may have been rendered mute, but they were still warriors with untold prowess and strength. Once on earth, a small contingent of the warriors realized they were no longer powerless, but had dominion over the air. These warriors became known as the Sylphs, the most dangerous and uncontrollable of all the Fey. The Tuatha de Danann felt the only recourse for these rogue fey was to hunt them down and destroy them. The Sylph disbanded, going their separate ways in hopes of surviving the death sentence cast upon them from their Gods. In the end, less than a dozen survived and are in hiding today.

Greek Pantheon

Zeus - God of the Sky and ruler of the Olympian Gods. Father of Aphrodite.

Aphrodite - Goddess of Love, Desire and Beauty. Mother of Eros.

Eros - Primordial God of Love. Carries a double-stringed bow and, depending on his arrows, can make any soul fall in love or become cold and indifferent. The story goes Aphrodite was jealous of the beautiful human princess, Psyche. She ordered her son, Eros, to make Psyche fall in love with the most hideous creature on Earth. When Eros goes to fulfill his mother’s command, he accidentally pricks his thumb with his own arrow and, thus, becomes a victim of his own magic; thereby, falling in love with Psyche. The same arrow that pricked Eros’ thumb hits its target, Psyche’s heart. The two fall madly in love, and Eros carries her off to his opulent abode making her his wife. A short time later, Psyche’s jealous sister led Psyche into betraying Eros, which in turn made him abandon Psyche, leaving her to roam the Earth without him. After much strife and arguing and Psyche begging, Aphrodite eventually caved and set up a series of tests for Psyche to complete to prove her fidelity. Psyche completes each test successfully, thereby forcing Aphrodite to uphold her vow to make Psyche immortal, thus reuniting Eros and his bride. Don’t think the story is a happy one. Although Eros and Psyche are madly in love with each other, they don’t really like one another most days and fight constantly. What do you expect when one is the God of Love, Desire, and Excess, and the other is touted to be more beautiful and desirable than Aphrodite herself?

Part Three

The Immortal Pair

Marissa

Chapter 1

Roarke materialized in the center of his office at R&K Consulting. He was back in the human realm, this time on an official assignment from Aine. He looked around his office, R&K Consulting was his human realm company, which he shared with his friend, Axton Kale. Kale was originally from Knockaine, same as Roarke. However, Kale wasn’t a leprechaun as Roarke was. It was a good partnership for both of them. They made loads of money, but there was another reason why they needed one another. They had to keep the truth about themselves from the Gods. Something that was necessary if they wanted to continue to exist.

When Shannon, the headmistress of the Fey Training Facility, and Goddess Aine, Queen of the Faeries, had come to him with this assignment he’d naturally leaped at the chance to get away from Knockaine and the watchful eyes of all the Fey. Roarke had his secrets, ones he didn’t want to share. Being around others with power was sometimes more effort than he wanted to expend.

Roarke was more than a little surprised Aine and her sisters Morrigan, Queen of the Celts, and Mabh, Queen of the Wolves, hadn’t picked up on the fact that he was more than a Leprechaun. Then again, he had Kale to help him hide his differences.

Roarke shrugged the nagging thoughts of the Gods away. He was hot and tired. A fine sheen of sweat liberally coated his forehead, and he was certain he needed a clean shirt, too. The pits of his arms were even wet. Roarke wasn’t the type to do manual labor, so being hot and sweaty, and it not being from a good hard fuck, wasn’t something he enjoyed.

He had been globe hopping, as the humans called it. He’d bounced around a few places in Europe, stayed several hours in London, popped over to Venezuela, then on up to Los Angeles, California, before sliding over to Houston and then on to Atlanta, Georgia. Once in Atlanta, he took a few hours rest at a nightclub, just to watch the hot bodies gyrate while they danced to the overly sexualized beat of the music. It was basically publicly fucking with clothes on. Roarke could only handle so much of that scene before his own desire became too much to bear. It had been ages since he’d had a woman, or a man for that matter.

Since starting this assignment, he had become proficient at jacking off, but even then, he’d suffered through more than one case of blue balls, especially when Rissa was around. That woman could ignite his libido faster than anything in either realm, human or Knockaine. There was just something about her that pulled at Roarke, the man. Something he wanted to experience, to investigate further.

He looked at the time on his A. Lange & Söhne Grand Complication wrist watch. It was a luxury he permitted himself while in the human realm. Roarke put a lot of stock in being wealthy, fit, and attractive. He had definite ideas on how men and women should comport themselves, especially women. He preferred to think of women as one would fine wines; full-bodied with the ability to explode on your palette. A woman without curves was like cubic zirconium, nice to look at but not much substance. He needed a woman of substance. He was almost positive Rissa would be that woman.

He noted he had about fifteen minutes before she would arrive. No longer able to handle his overheated body, he decided a quick freshening up was in order. He hung his suit jacket on the hanger over the closet door in his office, before reaching deep inside himself for his reserve of luck. He felt a small spark left. He drew upon the spark, casting his spell to be clean and fresh once again.

The air sizzled and then fizzled.

Damn, I’m out of luck. Checking his watch once more, Roarke calculated the time it would take for him to shower in the human fashion and decided he could just make it. He looked in the closet and found a fresh suit, clean shirt, an exquisite tie to compliment the pairing, and finally, a towel.

As he made his way to the attached bathroom, his attention caught on his desk. His eyes tracked around the room uncomfortably. Shit! There’s nothing for her to clean up. Roarke gave some thought of bunching up some blank paper and tossing it on his desk and around the trash can, but Rissa was smart. She’d know right off he’d set the scene.

First a shower. Afterward he’d be restored enough to produce some dust and lint for his new office cleaner to attend to. He did so enjoy watching her vacuum, the way her tits swayed as she pushed and pulled on the vacuum cleaner, not to mention the natural rhythm of her walk that caused her hips and ass to undulate as she moved around his office.

His cock surged to life at the mere thought of Marissa Garcia. He became cramped in his trousers at the thought of all the things he wanted to do to her body, of the ways he would have her. And, he would have her. Soon. He’d been fantasizing about her ever since he’d laid eyes on her.

He adjusted the water pressure