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“I’ve seen this one naked, and with what’s hanging between his legs, he’s no Beta.” One of the twins says in another stage whisper that everyone hears.
“Definitely an Alpha.” Her twin responds as they look Carlos up and down like they are seeing him without the clothes he’s wearing.
“Lady Luna Grace. It is an honor to meet you.” Funichio says to me. I’m about to respond when the twins continue their loud discussion of Carlos..
“And the way he makes Lady Beta Amber siiiiiiiing,” she says, in a trilling bird sound, “like songbird when he takes her in the pond….”
“Or when he does that thing….”
“Enough!” Carlos says sternly, attempting to end the discussion of his sexual escapades with his mate.
“Oh, do you think that was his Alpha aura? It made me tremble.” The twins continue, their voice enraptured, completely disregarding Carlos’s discomfort at the situation.
“I do. It makes me want to agree with Sir Beta Carlos as loudly and frequently as Lady Beta Amber does.”
Carlos drops his head, looking at the ground, his jaw clenched. I’m not sure if he wants to strangle them or laugh at them.
“Funichio, Fanella. Did you have something you wanted to speak to me about?” I ask, trying to get this shitshow under control. I can see Eli is about to burst out laughing and the wolves that were patrolling are moving closer, intrigued by these little ones.
“Oh yes. We are the Woodland Sprites of your surrounding woodland. King Ailduin has instructed all of us under his reign to come to a Guardian and pledge our allegiance.”
“Our undying loyalty.”
“Our absolute fealty.”
It’s hard to keep up with them. It’s almost as if they have one mind working in multiple bodies, completing each other’s sentences.
“Sprites?” Eli asks.
“Yes, Woodland Sprites to be exact. There are other kinds, water sprites, forest sprites…”
“Well, that’s what we are isn’t it, forest sprites?” Draiden says
“Yes, except we call ourselves the Woodland Sprites, so we’re better.” Funichio. insists.
“So, you follow King Ailduin’s rule?” I ask, again trying to gain some control of this conversation.
“Yes.” Fanella says. She hasn’t stopped eyeing Eli like he’s a feast and she’s starving-
“I thought King Ailduin was over the elves.” Eli says, frowning.
“Oh, he’s over all the fae- dwarves, fairies, the good kind; faeries, the bad kind; pixies.”
“Goblins, elves, leprechauns…”
“All of those exist?” Carlos asks.
“Oh yes.” Replies Funichio, flitting closer to me. While Fanella is staring at Eli, Funichio has been staring at me.
“You wolves are so big…”
“Soooo big.”
“So. Very. Big.” The twins chime in looking at our pack members still in wolf form.
“Yes, you are so big, and we are so very small, that you don’t see us unless we want you to.” Fanella answers Carlos.
“Like now.”
“Or we hide so you don’t run us over.”
“Look at that one over there.” One twin points to Alexander who has walked up beside me in his wolf form.
“He could run over us any time he wants.” Alexander is a flirty wolf and I see the wolf equivalent of a smirk as the twins flit closer to him, openly eyeing him.
“Look at his fur.”
“It looks so soft,”
“He smells like the forest.”
“I wonder if he tastes like the forest.” The twins continue their assessment of Alexander while he sits and stares back at them, enjoying the attention.
“I bet he’s warm.”
“So warm.” They flit close enough that Alexander reaches out and licks one of them from toes to hairline.
As I watch, she shivers in what I can only describe as ecstasy.
“Oh, sister, I feel…..delicious.”
“What??” Her twin exclaims before turning to Alexander.
“Lick me! Lick me!”
And he does, this time going a bit slower. Her body has the same type of shivering convulsions.
“You’re so right, sister. It feels…”
“Delicious.” They say in unison, their voices quiet and breathy as if they just had the most incredible orgasm of their lives.
“What about you Lady Luna Grace?” Funichio asks me.
