A Fine Cauldron Of Fish Read Online Free

It’s not my choice.”
    “ You can’t follow me
around. And don’t tell anyone you’re my slave. Now get away from
me.”
    Mentally insane women weren't part of
his vacation plans. Even though her skin was the softest he’d ever
felt, her luscious breasts overflowed from his hands when he cupped
them, and when he sheathed her, how sweet, the perfect fit, so
tight and wet. His balls swelled, his sack tightened and his cock
twitched at the thought. Hard already, apparently his treacherous
dick didn’t care if the girl was a nut, but his mind did. After
all, some part of his body had to look out for him.
    Coo coo was not good. Sure the
girls-gone-wild kind of crazy was all right, but not the
drain-your-blood kind. That was a whole different set of crazy. Not
what he needed in a girlfriend.
    “ I can’t leave. It’s fey
lore, there are rules. Think about how you swam to and from the
bottom of the sea without breathing. You did it because of fey
magic. Just like the cows, the pigs, even the children the fey
steal are taken Underhill, places mortal creatures shouldn’t be
able to live.” She raised her hands to the side of her face, they
trembled with frustration. “When a fey creature wants a mortal to
come with them, the human accompanies them by the rules of fey
lore, which override the laws of nature.” Her features tightened
like she was about to cry. “I wouldn’t make this up. I’m your slave
because when you tied my hands it interrupted my seduction, what I
was supposed to do. It’s the same as if you resisted my charms. So
by fey law, I’m your slave. I can’t change it. I go where you go,
no matter what.” She rubbed the side of her head with her hand and
her plump, wet lips formed a scowl.
    He had to get rid of her. What kind of
person lived in a cave at the bottom of the sea? The girl was
clearly off her rocker, thinking she had to fill a giant cauldron
with his blood. She hears the god Mannan, telling her he’s going to
turn her into a water horse.
    Still no woman had ever made him feel
like she did. Even now just seeing her, his cock hardened and
swelled. “Look, you’re not making any sense. You’ve got to be
schizo.” That’s it. Schizophrenia’s a disease. “You’re confused and
that’s not my fault.” Hospitals, mental wards, that’s where people
like her go. “Margaid, if you want to come with me you can. I just
have to make a stop before I go back to the hotel.”
    He’d like to take her to the hotel,
sleep with her again, but she was too batty. He’d passed a hospital
when he left the club. They would help her, hold her. “I wish I
could get out of these wet clothes first. They’re kind of hard to
explain.”
    Glancing back, he saw Margaid walk up
to a man standing alone. She reached up and pulled the guy’s shirt
off him.
    Andrew ran to her. “Stop
it!”
    “ No!” The shirtless man
turned to him. “You have the wrong idea. It’s not me. I’m not doing
it. Something’s happening to me!” His face was red with
embarrassment and his eyes were large with shock.
    “ No, of course it’s not
you. It’s her.” Andrew pointed at the lhiannan shee . “Don’t, stop it.”
Andrew grabbed her arm as she held the poor guy’s shirt. “You can’t
run up to a strange man and start taking off his
clothes.”
    Before Margaid could answer, the guy
shook his head at Andrew. “It’s okay. You can keep my shirt.
Although I don’t know how you're holding it when your arm’s about
four inches away from it, but hey, I’m sure I simply had too much
to drink. Keep it, that’s fine.”
    “ What? No, I don’t want
your shirt. Margaid, well she thought I wanted it, but−”
    “ No, don’t let him go.”
Margaid shook her head. “You do want his shirt. And you need his
pants, too.”
    Before Andrew knew what was happening,
she shoved the shirt into his arms. Then she turned back to the
quaking man and grabbed hold of his waist.
    “ Oh, no, don’t do it.” The
moment