Author's note: Apologies for the length. I decided to change directions a little since an orgy seemed like it could help make the worldbuilding engaging for ya!
Another long walk filled the next day, as we reached a forest of large trees and wide trails through ferns. Our group stuck close to the other Fae groups who guarded their solo virgins. We passed large groups of Fae males, sometimes twenty strong and pulling the chains of several naked women. The women didn't seem to mind their new life, as though they'd become drunk off it. A few were letting more than one male take them at once. They had not a care in the world who saw them.
I recognized the woman from the night before, all three men from her original group walked with her, the leader still pulling her leash. We rushed past before I had to see what the others might subject her to.
Ryker strode beside me, his hand sometimes rubbing my back in a show of comfort. "If anything ever happens, I will always choose to remain with you, princess."
"I won't," Ash muttered several feet from me on my other side. He sped and disappeared from sight, as though not wanting to be near me. Des didn't respond, maybe he didn't hear.
Ryker sighed. "Things didn't end well with the last woman he loved." A Fae taking a woman as a slave made more sense than love.
"Love? Is that what this is called?" I couldn't imagine that. We were being forced into Faerie. Slaves to males we knew nothing about. Love didn't seem to matter to them.
Ryker leaned close to my ear. "Of course."
"Kidnapping is not love." I stepped over the mossy trunk of a fallen tree.
His hand slipped into mine. "Love of sorts. The males who can't control themselves force our hand. The highest status requires many virtues, one of which is the rescue of the innocent women." They were words I hadn't considered, but Des had saved me and then provided additional defenders. I would have been taken and abused, forced to be a toy, and still wound up in Faerie. It seemed strange how they had to abstain from sex and could only take on a woman who was considered a maiden.
"What happens to me once you've won the competition?"
Ryker shrugged. "We lock you in a tall tower to spend eternity guarded by a dragon who ensures you remain pure."
I yanked my hand from his. I wanted to run behind a tree and hide. There was no telling what lurked in the large ferns, though. Not to mention my leash was attached to Des.
Des turned to glare down at me then to Ryker.
Ryker quickly stepped to the side. "Just a joke."
"Fear reeks!" Des spat. There was something about him that had me wanting to drop to my knees. Even his anger sent blood pumping to my needy core. His gaze softened, then roved my body. His ability to sense my desperation for his cock only made me want him more. The fear of being public use clamped down on my craving.
Des lifted his palm to my cheek. "Worthy maidens rule the territory claimed by their defenders."
"So long as they aren't fucked?"
His strong hand tickled down to my shoulder before he pulled me against his firm chest. "There are plenty of ways I can fuck you in the meantime." The closeness was too much. If he weren't in so much control of his actions, I wouldn't care what was at risk for the chance to have him inside me.
My short fingernails scraped down his chest.
Ash ran into view, panting. "Trap ahead. They got four maidens. Their defenders are dead." He braced his hands on his thighs.
Des stepped away from me, and studied the direction Ash had come from. "Sin?"
"And about sixty more. They aren't challenging, they're just killing. He's already bragging about how he almost took Mary." Ash leaned against a tree, glaring at me. The moment our eyes locked, he looked away.
"Other groups?" Des asked.
"I already told them to turn back and join us," Ash replied. "A few groups refused, but around ten agreed."
Ryker swatted at a fern. "We could go west--"
"Too dangerous." Des scanned the forest surrounding us. He pointed to an area thick with trees. "We set camp then see how many will be joining us."
I made a note to ask Ryker what made west so dangerous.
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Des wasn't simply a Fae. After seeing the way he gave orders, and every male obediently obeying, he had to be a commander. But each group seemed to have a strong leader. And of the forty or so Fae, many doted affection on their captive maidens.
A blonde woman stood out the most. Six Fae surrounded her, and by the way they worshiped her, they were the captives. The scene was an orgy, but not of men standing over her and spilling their seed, this was different. She reclined on the lap of a male, moaning as he massaged her breasts. She curled a finger with a silent order for another to come, then opened her mouth to take his cock. The other males guarded her possessively, snarling to the passing groups.
At the sight, I felt alone, even sad as I sat on a mossy boulder, trying to keep my sight on the fire. My Fae were nice, a few times I got showered with their thick seed, scent marked like an wild animal. Just as I sulked at the thought, Ryker came over, curling my sparkly silver leash in his hand and carrying a bowl in the other.
The giggling blonde woman caused us both to look across the fire, watching as one of her males buried his face between her legs.
Ryker lifted the bowl which held red berries. "I found these for you, my love."
