Her mother was a human who possessed magic... her father was another being with wings.. Eretria is half human with magic and half something else. Tragedy strikes forcing her to runaway.
Having been raised by Maleficent since she was 6. she has grow...
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After making love to Borra we talked, we laughed, some tears may have been present. But overall there was Love.
I don't know when, but I fell into a deep sleep against Borra's bare chest under the stars.
As I moved to turn over I felt the soft bedding of my nest, I smiled a little knowing Borra must have brought us to my den. I out stretched my arm expecting to find warmth, Borra's warmth. But was disappointed as my fingers only felt more soft bedding.
I began to blink my eyes awake, scanning my den.
I bit my lower lip as I was gifted with the sight of Borra's naked backside, he stood leaning against the cave's entrance. His wings a beautiful sight all on their own, his horns a favorite place my hands love to be wrapped around when he's eating me like I'm breakfast, lunch and dinner. I clenched my thighs together at the memory. Every muscle along his body looked delicious and I knew I'd do whatever it takes to get him back into this bed.
He held a cup of liquid as he looked out at the beautiful morning colors scattered along the horizon.
I quietly stretched my limbs and stepped out of my nest gathering the blanket around me when I paused looking back at Borra. A thought crossed my mind and I couldn't stop the giddy feeling that had me smiling. Gently dropping the blanket back into my nest, I tiptoed as silently as one could, hoping not to give away my presence.
Hands outstretched ready to touch his wings, they were sensitive and I knew he'd shiver under my touch.
"Good Morning Mate"... Borra's calm baritone rang out right before my fingertips could mischievously run down his wing.
"Of course you heard me"... I roll my eyes, my smile even bigger than before.
Turning around his handsome smirk had his eyes looking young and In love.
His eyes roamed my body greedily, he chugged the rest of the liquid within his cup before throwing it somewhere. I heard it fall and scatter rather ungracefully around the den, but I didn't care. My eyes were locked on his. Borra's arm was quick to wrap around my waist pulling me flush against his body. His desire pressing into my stomach, my hands ran up his chest and around his neck.
"How are you faring this morning my dear?"... his breath was warm as he inched his way closer.
"Starving"... I whispered
Borra paused his movements, his lips ghosting over my own. I pressed my body into his just a tad more.
"For?"... I could feel the rumble through his chest from the low growl he released.
"You"... with my hands I pulled him down, my mouth was on his in a feverish kiss.
We were all kisses, hands and moans. Soon he had me lifted, legs wrapped around his waist as he slowly made his way back to the nest. Where he made love to me over and over again that morning.
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No one had bothered us the entire time we were together, which had been about three days now. Borra would go out to grab us food and water, occasionally some wine. But of course it was known to all we were not done spending time alone together.
And with no immediate threat upon The Moors, there was no rush for us to be present in our warrior duties.
Life was good, life was finally peaceful. Something neither of us had expected to happen and come to be in our lifetime.
The amount of happiness, trust, friendship and love I share with Borra could easily bring me to tears when I think about it. But it also helped make me feel so strong and grounded.
On the last night of our alone time together which I believe had a name, honeymoon. We decided to fly across the Moors to the very edges of the land that connected to other lands that did not belong to Ulstead. But whoever it did belong too, we never had any trouble from these parts. No sign from humans ever came from here, I believe I was the last to come from that direction.
Borra and I landed on a large branch, Borra's back rested against the trunk as we looked out in the distance. I had explained to Borra during our time together of what little I could remember of my life, before I found my way to The Moors.
I told him about my human mother who was a witch and how she died. I even told him of my recent discovery about my father and what he is. Borra was not surprised to hear, that I was a descendant of an angel. He promised to help me and stand beside me on my journey to discovering powers my father said I had awakened.
Borra held me close, his warmth, his touch keeping the negative emotions at bay that come with the memories of when I was a child.
"Peace doesn't last forever love... eventually something will come along and try to ruin what we've built here.".. Borra's words were hard to hear, but even I could feel the truth behind them.
"Then we will be ready to face it, together "... I meant every word.
"Together"... Borra gently gripped my chin, turning it just enough so that he could capture my lips with his.
I silently prayed to the gods that this peace we fought so hard for would last for a long time.
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For now....
Thank you so much for being apart of this journey, I've loved the Maleficent movies and characters for so long now. Borra will always be my favorite.
I haven't decided if I will turn this into a series and make a part 2. Make sure to follow me just in case I announce in the future about continuing this story into a part 2. I would hate for anyone to miss out on that if you loved this story.
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