http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sprite_%28creature%29
Sprite. Spright. Spirited and lively.
Though the word has been used to describe many different
creatures, the most frequent modern definition is a playful and energetic
faerie, usually only a few inches tall though some are the size of a small
child. They come in a variety of shapes. Many times they resemble colorful
nature, flowers, small plants or insects. Often they have bright, jewel colored
wings.
Legend also says they love milk, sugar and bread and despise
garlic and salt.
The general belief is that they tend to live in swarms in
forests or ponds and watch out for the trees and plants. Jack Frost is also
considered a sprite, though, so it may be more accurate to say they watch over
nature.
Often their mischief leads to trouble for humans even if
they don’t mean it to.
One question I’ve come across is “Do they differ from
faeries?” Personally I believe they are Faeries, just a certain type of Faerie
(In the same way that someone from France is as human as someone from America,
Africa, you get the picture). They do exist more closely with nature than some,
like dryads they have a more solid connection to our world through their
connection to things natural, their magic revolves around and enhances our
eco-system. Because of that they are more likely to come in contact with us than
many Faeries are. Lucky for us they only bite when provoked.
Changelings, however…
This is my book!
Nearly a year since the nightmare at the cabin. Life for Daniel and
Leinad hasn't gotten easier, but at least there is something to say for
familiarity. They fight, they threaten, but they love each other and in the
end, that should be enough.
It isn't.
When the shadows start stealing closer, and the past begins catching up
to them, how long will the two lovers have before the Fae in Daniel emerges,
and before Leinad has to face his own demons once again? Until the harsh light
of reality engulfs the fragile world they've built for themselves?
How long will it be until daybreak?
Excerpt
"Daniel."
The soft, trilling voice sent shocks of agony straight to his temples.
A
thick band of tension tightened around his head. He closed his strange new eyes
and begged silently for it to stop.
"Daniel,"
Leinad whispered again. The words were barely there, breathy. The soft, downy
inside of his lover’s wings folded around him from behind, and he sighed as
Leinad lowered both of them carefully to the bed. "Do not fight it. Don’t
try to understand it. Whatever it is you see, it is not something humans are
meant to process. You do not think like a Fae. Trying to grasp their worlds and
ways will hurt you."
"My
head is killing me," Daniel mumbled.
Leinad
nodded against his shoulder and rested his face in the curve of Daniel’s neck.
"I know."
"Reading
my mind now?"
Leinad
chuckled. "You squint when you get headaches."
Daniel
tried to smile, but it felt brittle and impossible upon his lips. "I
can’t… I’m terrified, Leinad."
A
soft mouth moved against Daniel’s neck, softer feathers caressed his chest,
belly, thighs. "I am here."
Long,
tapered fingers slid slowly around his sides, teased their way to brush over
Daniel’s chest and pulled him back harder against his partner. Daniel could
feel Leinad’s interest pressed insistently against his tailbone. One talon
tipped finger flicked the delicate nub of a nipple. Daniel gasped, Leinad
moaned and nipped at the tender skin of Daniel’s neck.
"What
are you doing?" Daniel asked stupidly. When did my mind and mouth lose
their connection?
"I’m
making you forget," Leinad said calmly, and rolled his hips into Daniel’s
ass. "I’ll make you forget your own name."
"I
already have." Daniel choked.
Leinad’s
motions stilled. "Damn you Daniel. The other Fae weren’t nearly as
difficult to interest."
"I
don’t remember being Fae."
The
wings opened and Daniel yelped in surprise. Leinad grabbed, twisted, and
straddled him all in quick succession until Daniel stared up at Leinad from his
back. The cruel curve of his beak, wide golden eyes, round and knowing in a
pale white face, filled his vision. Feathers flowed over his head and shoulders
like hair. The hands holding him down were talon tipped and deadly.
Daniel’s
cock danced at the proximity of the dangerous creature. It thickened,
lengthened, the blood rushed into it in an attempt to make it hard enough to tear
through the linen slacks the creature wore. Again, one taloned hand flexed, a
deadly claw teased his nipple. Daniel squirmed and moaned. He needed pressure,
friction, flesh. He needed Leinad, in all his terrifying glory.
"You
feel it too, don’t you." It was a statement, not a question. "The
consuming pull, the want, your body craves mine as if you were made for me, of
me. No matter what happens, you belong to me, my creature. So lie back and give
yourself up to me. Fear me, need me, only focus upon me." Leinad
punctuated his command by rolling his hips and opening his fly to free his
rapidly hardening need from the confinement of his pants.
Daniel
trembled, a familiar yet strange moistness seeped from his puckered entrance as
his body prepared itself. His anus opened and closed again and again, begged to
be filled, to be brutalized, to be taken, owned, claimed. It knew its master
just as his dancing cock did, just as Daniel himself did. Leinad glowed
gloriously and Daniel wanted nothing more than to be the vessel to his need. He
arched his hips up, and closed his eyes at even the slight friction that earned
him. Without the strange visual world to distract him, the sensations were
doubled and then some, and he keened at their strength.
"There,
now you are ready for me, aren’t you."
"Yes,"
he whimpered. "Oh yes, please."
"Please?"
Leinad cooed. "You want me to please you, do you not?" He took
Daniel’s hand and brought it to his huge, thick cock. The veins stood in stark
relief against the magnificent shaft and the mushroom head leaked a thick,
clear liquid that coated its length and pooled between them, made them slide
smoothly against one another. "You want me to tear you open and live
inside you, move in and out until you aren’t sure which you want more, the
pleasure or the pain."
"Yes!"
Daniel begged and writhed for more, for the action those words promised.
"Please fuck me."
"I’ll
fuck you into forgetting. Then I’ll go deeper. I’ll penetrate straight to your
soul and saturate it with my seed. Body. Mind. Soul, all mine. You hear me?
You’re mine!"
"Yes,
sir." Daniel trembled. Leinad stood and stripped quickly. Daniel didn’t
even have time to feel guilt over the multitude of bandages revealed before
Leinad was back. He tore Daniel’s pants from his body, scooped Daniel’s legs up
to rest on his shoulders and surged forward until Daniel was bent nearly in
half, begging in shallow, panting breaths, his opening wide and wanting.
"Please Leinad. Please don’t be cruel to me, not now."
"Never,"
the creature promised and thrust with one hard jab, burying himself deeply into
Daniel’s core.
Daniel
cried out in perfect, blissful agony. "More!"
Leinad
thrust again, and lights danced in the blackness behind Daniel’s eyelids.
"Mine.
Say it," Leinad ordered.
"Yours,
I am yours. I am yours!" he sang brokenly while Leinad plowed into him
again and again. Daniel might as well have been praying, for the worship he
could hear in his own voice. The thickness inside of him was unrelenting,
claiming, unyielding. He had no time to relax, to calm or think, barely time to
breathe.
The
speed behind those deep thrusts increased, and he was bent so far that his
knees met his ears while Leinad blanketed him with his weight and rode him
hard, wet and wonderful. A scream built inside of him, but he had no breath to
give voice to it. Leinad pounded into him so hard that he slammed into the bed.
It still wasn’t enough. Daniel reached down to grasp his own cock, but the
force inside of him shook. Leinad’s cock rattled like a snake against his prostrate
and before his fingers even closed around himself he was coming, twisted and
covered and owned. It wasn’t romantic, but it was love, thick and hot inside of
him. It bent him, twisted his soul to its bidding. "I love you," he
breathed.
Leinad
came and pulled out at the same time. His semen coated Daniel’s legs and crotch
as he retreated to the far side of the room and stared at him with those wide,
inhuman eyes.
"Leinad?"
"Damn
you, Daniel." He choked. "You weren’t supposed to say it."
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