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there was a good reason someone had bound the female.  “Wait until we know more about her.  When we’re certain it’s safe, I’ll… I’ll bring her to you.”  In the back of his mind, he wondered if Carman was manipulating him to her will, or if he was foiling whatever new scheme she was currently hatching.  It didn’t really matter, because he wasn’t ready to give her up yet.  Too many questions were still unanswered, his cock was still hard, and if Carman was here, something else was definitely up, too.
                  Carman nodded, a little reluctantly.  “All right Demon, but don’t take too long.  It’s unkind to keep her like this, poor dear, I wonder where her family is, or if she’s all alone in the world.  Young females of the Tuatha De are usually very closely guarded.”  She clapped her hands together suddenly with a bright smile and crossed the room with a graceful stride, her long red hair flowing behind her, and her perfect delicate features making her look like little more than a child.  “Well!  This will certainly be a great story for my newsletter… ‘Fomorian Demon holds Fae Girl Hostage’.  I’m so glad I stopped by!”
                  Bastien started towards her with murderous intent.  “Carman!  Don’t you dare…”  But she was already gone, disappeared into thin air, another annoying ability of the Wiccan race.  Bastien growled low in his throat and turned back to Erath.  “What the hell am I going to do now?”
                  Erath snorted with amusement and shrugged, glad it wasn’t his problem for once.  “Um, I don’t know, dude.  Let the Fae go?  Keep her locked in your room until she agrees to fuck you?  No wait, that’s what I’d do.”
                  Bastien felt his chest squeeze tight at the thought of letting her go, a visceral reaction.  No… never.   “But what if she really doesn’t know she’s not human?”
                  Erath only shrugged again.  “Well, then keep her until you figure it out.  What’s the problem?”
                  Hell .  The problem was, every time Bastien looked at her, his heart beat faster.  Every time he so much as thought about touching her fire burned in his veins and his cock shot rock hard, and it was all scaring the shit out of him.  She was a stranger to him, but his body didn’t seem to care about that.  He wanted her in a way that defied all logic… in a way a male Fomoiri should only feel toward his mate.  And his mate had died long ago.  He had lost his one chance at true happiness. 
    But perhaps , just maybe, he could at least have the physical pleasure that his attraction to this female promised?  Would it be so wrong?  Even though he suspected he was thinking with his cock for the first time in ages, he desperately needed to conduct a little experiment, and soon… to prove to himself it wasn’t her in particular, that any attractive female was going to set him off like this from now on, or at least until things went back to what he had come to think of as normal.  Otherwise he was going to go bat-shit crazy in record time.
                  Erath slapped him on the back as he went by.  “Look man, I’m going out with the guys.  Are you coming or not?  You can lock her in one of the interrogation rooms until we get back.”
                  Bastien ran his hands through his hair, causing some of it to come loose from its binding.  “No… no, I need to think.”
                  “Suit yourself.”  Erath grabbed his black leather jacket off the back of a chair and headed for the garage.  “Can I take your Harley then?” 
    “Yeah, whatever.”  A few moments later, Bastien heard the rev of an engine and then the squeal of rubber as Erath no doubt took a hundred miles off his new tires just going down the driveway.  He sighed and looked again at his little