She lay exhausted next to Gwydion and the younger ekimmu man was almost dead, if it had not been for her, Gwydion would have drank him dry. The queen gently fed him from her neck so he would gain some strength and the young man was beautiful to behold.

“I will have your name.” Arianrhod whispered.

“Efnisien.” He choked out.

“Chaos?” She asked stunned.

“Aye my queen.” Efnisien whispered.

“You have a twin, Nisien is tranquility? You two are cousins of mine.” She stated in a soft voice.

“Aye majesty. Your brother was persuasive.” He said looking down.

“Fucking Gwydion.” His queen muttered softly.

“I live to serve only my mistress.” Chaos incarnate replied gently.

“Arawn adores you.” She smiled with mirth.

“Where the master of the afterlife goes; chaos shall follow.” He said smirking.

“You will stay at court from now on and away from my brother’s whims. He can be too trying a lover.” Arianrhod commanded as she allowed Efnisien up.

“As you command my lady.” Efnisien smiled and bowed as he began to pull on a black silken tunic.

Gwydion was passed out and Arianrhod was annoyed with him. He had taken her first as he always did and used her juices to ease himself into the passage of their shared lover. She would feast upon the testes and cock before slipping the hardened length into herself and their shared lover did not always make it. If it was a mortal; it was a meal but the mortal would die a most pleasant death and receive a very good burial. The family of the mortal would also be recompensed. It was a good way and the mortals worshipped them and at times they would be given offerings for this purpose. Arianrhod would take those offerings in public and in the circle and allow the mortals her divinity and her blood at the sacred holidays. Certain mortal priests of the Druids would also come upon her as she lay on the alters as they took their knives and cut her flesh to get her sacred blood. In return she expected blood sacrifices as well but always the mortals were never to feel pain and always to die in utter pleasure. Their deaths were to be the ultimate way into Annwyn and they would die amidst mind blowing gratification and orgasmic frenzy. Beltane was not far away and she would have to be at the Henge of Stones. She looked back at her twin and dissatisfaction with him and his ways ate her more and more.
Ailduin wondered how in the name of all the fae gods and goddesses he had come under the sway of the queen of the ekimmu but he had. When he had faced her on that battle field and she had painted her face blue; he had truly feared but felt awe as well. Now he was again in a forbidden moment and their actions reckless. He had shamed the Ludok name and dismissed his wife and his clan was horrified and anger ate at him as he slammed his hips against his lover. She screamed out each time his thrusts hit her womb and he could not stop but go harder. Making love to an ekimmu was different than a fae but he found he craved this way; this whole body and mind way of taking his love. Ailduin Ludok forced Arianrhod Hammel to her knees and held her hips in an iron grip as he the pace he set was making her scream harder and harder.

“You will soak my legs ekimmu. Soak the earth beneath you. Come for me damn you!” He growled harshly.

“Are you my master?” she managed to breathe out.

“Aye! I am your master as I drive my cock into your sweet channel goddess. You require sacrifices? I give you sacrifices but I command you to soak everything like the river floods.” He spoke lewdly.

She felt him angle himself differently and his fingers began in tandem to work with his body and she lost her mind. Whatever he meant; she gave the ekimmu eagle cry and she felt a flood of wetness between her thighs. He kept going and every time more gushing until her body spasmed with no control was to be had.

“Aye! Aye! That is my good lady! Aye take my seed. Take it! Oh heaven, aye!” Her fae shouted as her soaking channel quivered around him as he filled her full.

The both fell to the blanket she had brought and she still twitched unable to stop the spasms that rolled through her body.

“We will be caught if you keep coming into Leth`Evana. I have quit my wife as you commanded but I want more.” Ailduin stated with his eyes closed.

“What do you want?” Arianrhod asked finally able to speak.

“You will come to me or I come to you at least every day.” He said staring up at the bluest sky.

“You are insane Undine.” She whispered.

“Am I? Is it not insane that you take a creature beholden to your direst enemy? I want you as you want me. I will have you as you will have me. Your womb as is your cunny is mine. I shall feast on the latter.” He murmured as he opened her legs wide and began to lick and suck.

“We are reckless but I need you. I cannot live without you Ailduin. I will kill everything and everyone for you.” She moaned out of control.

The Undine was feasting upon their juices as he suddenly lifted his mouth and found hers. He held her jaw with one hand as he kissed her hard and tangled his tongue to hers so she could taste their mingled fluids. Neither of the two was aware that they were being spied upon by Fionn Hammel and his anger was shrouded by his powerful ability to mask his presence.

His sister’s reckless list of lovers was great but this was by far one the greatest risks of all. An Undine man who obviously had great sway over her; they were short of declaring love for one another. Fionn slipped deeper into the forest and he decided that a raid into Leth`Evana, upon the Undine would teach this bastard a lesson, and make him think it came from Arianrhod herself. If Arianrhod could not keep her passions under control; then the head of her warriors would do it for her.
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