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  Zander’s eyes bored into Sebastian’s, his leg staying put as the two men sat connected. “What are your findings?” Zander’s hand shifted and he placed in on Sebastian’s trembling thigh.

  Sebastian went a deeper shade of blue once more, but this time his entire body flushed and the markings on his right side subtly shimmered. What he wanted to say was that his findings were that his cock was fully erect, balls heavy and aching to be touched. Instead he took a deep breath before answering out loud.

  “It seems that there have been a cluster of reports from the human world regarding adults waking from their sleep with teeth missing. Some also report being attacked by a small bird- like creature before losing their teeth.” Turning his attention from his boss’s chiselled face, Sebastian’s fingers slid up the desk and the screen was filled with news reports, all featuring the same story. “I think we have identified our criminal, sir.”

  Zander smirked at being called ‘sir,’ but the grin fell from his lips as Sebastian’s findings filtered into his shocked mind. “The Tooth Fairy is getting into the damn human realm? How the fuck?” he growled.

  Chapter Three

  Song of the Wandering Aengus

  When I had laid it on the floor

  I went to blow the fire a-flame,

  But something rustled on the floor,

  And someone called me by my name;

  It had become a glimmering girl

  With apple blossom in her hair

  Who called me by my name and ran

  And faded through the brightening air.

  —W.B. Yeats

  Puck left his club not long after the encounter with the incubus and turned into his true form. He was no bigger than a starling, and his wings shimmered electric blue as he buzzed about doing somersaults and nosedives as he spotted the WRAITH Hunter about to enter the Blood Gate. Puck was cocky enough that he hitched a ride to the human realm by concealing himself in the lapel of one of the hunter’s uniform jacket. He went undetected and came and went as his business required. Once through the gate and on earth he slipped out, found a safe place and took on his preferred human form.

  His ivory eyes looked around the darker part of town. He needed the essence of a female and cum of a male, and he knew just the pimp that would give him it. The brothel was a lower-end one, seedy by name literally and seedy by nature, but Puck was a businessman and after he had collected his goods, he had teeth to acquire.

  ****

  Leanne Colbert had saved up for years to get her cosmetic work done. All through high school and college she had been called ‘Shergar’ because of her unsightly protruding teeth, and now that she was a successful shoe-designer, she was finally able to afford to right the wrong that nature had done to her.

  The process had taken the best part of two years. Today, though, the orthodontist had taken off her braces and declared her mouth beautiful. She hadn’t stopped smiling all day even though the muscles in her lips now twitched with being held in a perma-grin for so long. She had a high school reunion the following week, and although she generally gave them a bodyswerve, this year she would be going. She would dazzle them with her pearly whites and all the bullies and nasty-mouthed cretins would grovel at her feet for forgiveness.

  Her mouth wasn’t fully healed and still hurt like hell, but Leanne didn’t care. She even fell asleep smiling and dreamed of all the apologies and compliments she was sure to receive when she reconnected with her horrible past.

  Puck could smell the antiseptic of the man who gave him work, unknowingly of course. Dentists charged through the roof for vanity the humans willingly paid for and the end result was like gold to him.

  He had snuck in and smirked at Leanne slept, her beautiful veneers gleaming at him like a beacon. Puck fluttered his eyelashes and electric green dust fell from his eyes. He wore his Fairy dust as eye shadow so it was easier to use. It put the Humans into a trance like state while he got to work. Using a traction device, Puck opened the mouth up wide and grinned to himself. The gums were still healing, the tissue soft! “Fucking A!” he laughed to himself as he used his fingers to extract every second tooth, leaving Leanne looking like a xylophone. His glamour soon wore off and when started to wake he changed into his fairy form and started buzzing around her, thumping her head with the spiking tool he used when teeth were rotten or held by good roots. He kept taunting her until she stumbled to the mirror, her screams of agony what he wanted to hear, then flew out the window and high into the night time sky. Teeth and vials in his bag, he was ready to hitch his ride home.

  Leanne’s scream could be heard for several blocks as she ran to the bathroom and saw her reflection. Her lips were swollen and hair was dishevelled. It was the trickles of blood on her chin that alerted her at first, though, and as she opened her lips to force a grin, her eyes widened and her grin turned into a grief-stricken cries. Her tongue looked as though it was in jail – half of her teeth were missing! As the tears ran down her puffy face she ran through to the bedroom to call the emergency services. Someone had just stolen her beautiful smile.

  Chapter Four

  The Lady of Shalott

  There she weaves by night and day

  A magic web with colours gay.

  She has heard a whisper say,

  A curse is on her if she stay

  To look down to Camelot.

  —Lord Alfred Tennyson

  Sebastian looked at the visi-screen and read quickly, his mouth moving as he said the words silently to himself.

  “Sir.”

  He kept his eyes on the screen, the atmosphere in the office had turned oppressive and he didn’t trust himself to go all gaga when he clocked sight of Zander’s amethyst eyes again.

  “I think we have a situation. There are reports on the human media that the attacker they have dubbed ‘The Dental Destroyer’ has struck again in the last hour.” Muted interviews played out on the screen as Leanne Colbert was giving her account of what happened to her. Of course, her face had been shadowed out and the tickertape information at the bottom of the screen was giving intricate details of the attack.

  “How should we proceed, sir?”

  Zander scrubbed a hand over his jaw as he watched the media bulletin “We have to take this to my Superiors. Puck, a.k.a the Tooth Fairy has made a serious security breach and this must be addressed immediately.” Zander looked over at Sebastian as his fingers moved gracefully over the screen. “Enamel is like gold, so he must be selling this on the black market.”

  Zander groaned, getting a headache just from thinking what the first born Prince was up to. Puck was a “Dentibus Duke”. Never to be in line for the throne, but a Prince nonetheless.

  Sebastian listened intently to what Zander was telling him about Puck. He wondered what it would be like to be a high-born, and to live in a grand castle with Zander, never having to concern himself with day-to-day issues. “If only...” he mused quietly to himself.

  “If only what, Sebastian?” Zander smirked. He was dying to tap right into the gorgeous specimen’s head but that would be rude…for now. The vampire shook his head to regain his composure and rose to his feet, running his fingers through his neatly styled hair, causing stands to loosen. “Puck is an invasive little brat, the only boy born to Tatianna and Bliss. He was spoiled and his every whim pampered to. He’s a notorious playboy who uses his cocky attitude, good looks, and charm to carry out his business, but this stealing of teeth is a worrying development.”

  Sebastian gave a shy smile as he listened to Zander. He knew that his boss was sparing his blushes over his lack of knowledge, and he was grateful for that. Older men in his experience would have done nothing more than to point out how clever they were and how lacking he was. Not Zander. He was generous and inclusive. There was something comforting and endearing about that.

  “It sounds as though you have personal experience of him, sir.” Sebastian hoped that his words sounded light and enquiring,
but he was eager for the answer. The Tooth Fairies were legendary for having the most exquisite features, and being the most creative of lovers.

  Zander let out a grunt and then sat back down in his chair beside Sebastian. “My baby sister fell in love with the bastard and he screwed her about. He broke her damn heart. Nothing good comes from the tooth fairy clan. They are mischievous and devious by birthright.” Zander’s amethyst stare lingered over Sebastian’s fingers as he thought of the wicked things of which they were capable.

  Sebastian’s brow arched, but he sat quietly working away and listening. He had heard of the bad feeling between the vampire and tooth-fairy species before, but never normally paid any heed to prejudice. It was simply against his nature. The only reason he considered it now was because of Zander’s personal interest. The protective stance he took when talking about his sister made him respect him and his point of view.

  Silence stretched between the two men, but it was far from uncomfortable. Sebastian looked at the clock and shook his head. “Is it lunchtime already?” He took a risk and gave Zander a cheeky grin as he relaxed his hands on the edge of the desktop.

  Zander playfully wriggled his brows, the stress of the major breach in security leaving him momentarily as he drank in the oak of Sebastian’s eyes. God, he wanted him “So it is, Sebastian…how would you like to have lunch away from here? My place isn’t that far and the cupboards are stocked full.” Zander was an experienced male, and was always in control of all situations. He didn’t want to push the less experienced Sebastian into something he didn’t want to do – he needed him to feel at ease in his company and trust him completely.

  Just as they were about to leave, two WRAITH hunters appeared in the office. Their faces were impassive as always, being trained to give nothing away. As Zander explained the data readings to them, Sebastian downloaded the data straight to the hunters’ cortex-transmitters. As quickly as they had arrived, their boots were stomping back out of the office. Zander let out a relieved sigh as he thought to himself.

  The tooth fairy had it coming.

  Chapter Five

  “The Land of Heart’s Desire”

  Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,

  For I would ride with you upon the wind,

  Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,

  And dance upon the mountains like a flame.

  — W.B. Yeats

  Nyuthiau was getting edgier as he waited for Puck to return. His body was weakening and his brain had started urging him to take risks. Risks that would likely get him imprisoned or dead. He just needed to hang on a little longer.

  Puck had a reputation for a good reason, and Nyuthiau had to trust in that. Not only would he bring back the essences that he craved, but he had been promised a scene of unbridled sexual abandon, and being an incubus that was by far his most favoured pastime. Nyuthiau just wished that Puck would hurry up. He needed him in more ways than one.

  Cheers and screams erupted as Puck appeared on the bar. He was crouched over, his fingers balanced on the coal surface. A panty-dropping smirk covered his lips as his ivory eyes scanned the lower floor of Dark Cavities. Puck prided himself in importing all the most popular human music into his club, and as Adam Lambert’s “For Your Entertainment” started to blast through the speakers, the electric blue and green strobe lights trained on Puck as he moved his body to the beat. He was upright on the bar, his hips gyrating. A bottle of cream was thrust into his palm. His eyes were focused over the crowd as he drank slowly. After throwing the empty bottle into the crowd, Puck reached up to grab the overhead beam, his tight t-shirt riding up to show his pierced navel.

  Pushing himself forward, he landed in the crowd and straightened up, hooking his finger at the transfixed Garden Fae. One she had shifted towards him, he pointed to his chin and the lust-filled fae licked the cream that had dribbled. Puck dipped his head, whispered something into her ear, and slipped past her. He spent a good hour gyrating against the males and females, drinking the pints of cream that were bought for him, before he looked up and saw Nyuthiau waiting for him.

  As their eyes connected, he mouthed, “Coming, lover.”

  In the blink of an eye, Nyuthiau was standing beside Puck, his eager hands reaching out to receive the vials he had procured for him. “Thank you, Puck. I had heard you were the best…” he flashed a wicked grin before uncorking the first vial, inhaling deeply and moaning erotically, “...and now I know that your reputation is well earned.”

  He drank down the vial and licked his lips before doing the same with the second one. His entire body became transformed. He was stronger, his features more beguiling and his confidence and arrogance had returned.

  “Now I must pay my debts,” he growled into Puck’s ear and then stepped back, watching him.

  Chapter Six

  Life itself is the most wonderful fairy-tale of all

  —Hans Christian Anderson

  Zander felt the tension in the air as turned Sebastian his back to him. The Nature Guardian’s composure was rigid as he pretended to sort out the food Zander had grabbed and laid out on the worktop. This wasn’t a good start to their lunch, so Zander took the risk of projecting his thoughts.

  Sebastian was nervous, but kept telling himself to play it cool. Handling the large cucumber and having to brush the dirt off the mushrooms on the counter in front of him was doing nothing to ease his worries.

  “Slices or chunks?” he asked casually as he held the knife over the cucumber. He felt Zander behind him, his breath ghosting on his neck as he placed his hand over his own and guided the knife down, slicing through the long thin vegetable. Sebastian gulped and his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. He didn’t want food. He hungered for something completely different, but he didn’t know how to ask for it. Was he picking up mixed signals from his boss? Was this some sort of test? Besides, he had never been with a vampire and wasn’t altogether certain that it would be safe for him. Those fangs could tear his throat out in one easy rip. All these thoughts were competing for brain space as he stood, unmoving, at the kitchen counter.

  “Don’t overthink it, Sebastian. You’re safe. No harm will come to your mind or body.”

  Sebastian was alarmed. No one had spoken, but he heard Zander speaking to him. Sebastian was cornered, and from the expression on Zander’s face, he knew it too. Turning around to face the front door, Sebastian attempted to leave, but Zander approached from behind him and placed a hand on either side of his head, effectively boxing him in. Then Zander leaned in, really close.

  “I want you. You, Sebastian. I’m not going to hurt you. I want to worship you like you deserve to be worshiped. I want to take you to highs you have never experienced. I want you on edge. I want you begging me for a release. I want you in my playroom. I want you to submit to my will...but not tonight. Tonight I’m going to make love to you.”

  Sebastian gulped hard and felt his body spinning around until his back slammed against the door and Zander had placed his hands over his cheeks.

  Moving closer, Zander brought Sebastian’s mouth close to his until their lips met. The atmosphere was electric, and Zander groaned with satisfaction when he felt Sebastian’s soft gentle lips against his.

  Almost unbearable, Sebastian thought to himself as Zander gently parted his lips with his tongue, almost as if seeking permission. The older man’s tongue started to invade Sebastian’s mouth and his own treacherous tongue responded immediately.

  Their tongues met, swirling each other’s, whilst their lips moved in perfect sync.

  Sebastian wanted more. The pace and intensity of the embrace had grown until both he and Zander were fighting to dominate the other’s mouth. Sebastian ran his tongue over Zander’s bottom lip. He gave a playful nip before searching out Zander’s glorious tongue.

  And then Sebastian stilled. His tongue had felt them…fangs. They felt longer than they looked. Zander had moved in closer to Sebastian, letting him
feel his erection. Zander was rock hard.

  “Ignore the fangs, Sebastian. Let me take you, let me worship you tonight.”

  Sebastian stopped dead in his tracks, disturbed again with the voices in his head. Zander’s voice. “How do you do that? That’s twice today you haven’t spoken but I’ve heard you speak...” he mumbled, breathless.

  Zander didn’t say anything; instead, he assaulted Sebastian’s mouth again, pressing his body hard against him. “You feel what you’re doing to me? My cock is aching for you. Let me do this, Sebastian. Ignore your concerns. I’m not going to hurt you,” he said between kisses.

  Sebastian quickened the pace and wrapped his arms around Zander’s thick neck to pull him in closer. Both men moaned at the contact, and fought against each other as their bodies pressed into one.

  Sebastian wanted this and wanted it now. Zander tugged at the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head and Sebastian was stunned—the sight was magnificent! Zander had black tribal tattoos running down each side of this body, starting at his lower back and then running up each side until the design curved over his shoulders and met in between his shoulder blades.

  He also had each nipple pierced and his belly button pierced. So fucking hot, Sebastian thought to himself as Zander started to pull his shirt off, nibbling and whispering into his ear. “So fucking sexy.”

  Then Zander stopped what he was doing. “Sebastian, it may be a better idea if we remove our clothes. When I fuck you, I want no barriers between us.”

  All Sebastian could do was nod. “Yeah sure. Is your bedroom is that way?” and he pointed to the room. “I’ll see you in there,” he promised, and then nervously added, “I need to use the bathroom.” Once in the bathroom, Sebastian stood in front of the mirror over the sink. He took deep breaths as he realised that he was really about to have hot sex with his boss. He must have stood over the sink longer that he had thought, because he heard the click of the door behind him and when he looked up into the mirror, Sebastian met glowing amethyst eyes, gazing right over his shoulder. Zander was naked and gorgeous.