Page 100 of The Dawn of the Cursed Queen

Another sick emotion welled up in my gut. My eyes burned with the one truth I had buried since I woke up and saw I wasn’t in Rashearim any longer. “It’s my fault. Even with those runes on me, I should have fought harder.”

She raised up on her elbow above me, her eyes holding nothing but pure, unrelenting strength. “Do not place this blame on yourself, Samkiel. I will kick your ass. I swear it. You were tricked and lied to. They were more than ready to subdue you, and they did. You fought, you always do for them, for me.” I turned my head away from her as a tear rolled down my cheek. Her grip was tight on my chin as she forced me to look at her again. “I know how that magnificent brain works, and you’re wrong. You are enough.”

This time, when my chest ached, it wasn’t just because I lost them but because of the strong-willed woman currently staring at me who could read my thoughts without even trying.

I nodded. “Even if we get them back, I know nothing of the words Azrael used. The book is gone, and I don’t know what its magic or lasting effects of the spell are. Some chemicals can alter the brain so much that nothing is left once that chemical is removed. Logically—”

“Stop.” Dianna pressed her body close and kissed me again. “We are going to find a way to fix all of it, and we are going to save them. Together. Even if I have to rip the world to pieces for you, for them, I’ll do it. We will fix this.” She ran a hand through the dark curls that swept over my brow, brushing it back from my face. “Okay?”

I nodded because what choice did I have? She was determined. I forced a smile. “With you at my side, how could I lose?”

Shadows darkened her eyes, but she kissed me again before I could question it. However, this time, she did not pull away as quickly. Her mouth slanted over mine as she turned her head, deepening the kiss. Her tongue ran across my lower lip, demanding access, and I gave it to her. Dianna broke the kiss, her hand roaming across my chest. I groaned as she pressed kisses down my throat, her fingers teasing and dipping lower.

“What are you doing?” I asked, my breath catching.

“Taking your mind off things.” She lifted the edge of my shirt and scraped her nails over my lower abdomen in a way that had my blood running away from my brain. Slipping her hand into my pants, she covered my mouth again, kissing me deeply as she gripped my cock, swallowing my moan. I hissed and let my head fall back as she stroked me, my length growing harder in her hand with every slow pass.

“What if someone walks by?” I groaned as she lowered her head toward my neck. I felt her tongue snake across my skin, sending another jolt of pleasure to my cock.

“I’ll kill them,” she whispered, nipping my ear.

My abdomen flexed as her palm curved around my tip, spreading the moisture there down the shaft, pausing to squeeze the base.

“Does it feel good?”

“Fuck yes,” I gasped and nodded.

She slid her fingers lightly over my balls before tenderly cupping and massaging them. My cock twitched at her delicate torture.

“I like this. Having you in the palm of my hand.” She squeezed ever so lightly, smiling at me.

“You’re a cruel, evil woman,” I whispered.

I groaned when she released my balls and wrapped her fingers back around my shaft. She squeezed and, in a slow, torturous slide, moved her hand toward the head. She licked her lips, watching her hand work my cock. “You think so?” she asked, tracing along the underside with her thumb, just beneath the head.

A sharp nod was all I could manage. I slid my fingers into her hair and pulled her toward me, capturing her mouth in another slow, deep kiss. Her strokes turned harder, every twist and pull pushing me closer to the edge. Gods, how long had it been? I felt like an untried youth when it came to Dianna. No matter what we did or how often she touched me, I still craved her. If I had my way, I’d take her every damn day, multiple times a day, if I could, and that frightened me. I’d never been so consumed or obsessed with another. Dianna was not just a want but a pure, blinding need.

My pulse quickened, both from the adrenaline of being caught and the pleasure that rippled through my veins. I knew if a guard walked by, I’d ruin our entire cover in a heartbeat and slaughter them. My lips pressed together almost painfully as I tried to stifle the moan bubbling in my throat. I’d taught her too much of what I enjoyed.

Dianna twisted her hand as she stroked up, closing her palm over my tip and squeezing. I damn near erupted. She owned me, mind, body, and fucking soul. Her eyes flicked to mine, and she smiled at my untethered response. It wasn’t my fault everything she did felt so fucking good. My hips thrust up, sliding my cock through her grip.

“Look how hard you are for me.” She licked at my chin before nipping it. “Is this mine?”

“Yes, akrai. Yours.” I nodded as she fisted my cock a fraction harder. “Everything I am is yours.” Her smile was downright devious as she glanced at the cell door before adjusting and slipping down my body.

I half sat up, leaning on my elbows. “What are you doing?” I hissed. “Someone could see.”

A hand job was fairly easy to hide if someone walked by, but her head bobbing between my legs would end everything. I’d level the place if anyone dared to see her like that. She smiled at me and pulled her hair back, the hunger in her eyes damn near making me come. “You better come quickly, then.”

Dianna licked her lips, settling between my thighs. She tugged the waistband of my pants over my hips, fully freeing my cock. I had a few seconds to protest before she took me into her mouth, and then I just didn’t care. I couldn’t stop the groan that the feel of her warm, wet mouth forced from me, and I damn sure couldn’t help but curse when her tongue swiped across the underside of the head of my cock.

“Fuck, baby.” I gripped her by her hair as she worked my cock, directing her head as I thrust up into her mouth. She swallowed me deep, her lips stretched around my girth, and my eyes rolled back. “You are a goddess, akrai.”

I felt her smile around my cock before she took me deeper. Her hands wrapped around the shaft at the base, matching her pace as she moved up and down. She looked up at me and swirled her tongue over the swollen crown before releasing my cock. My balls tightened and ached as she laid her tongue flat against my shaft, sliding her open mouth up and down my length. My abdomen flexed at the sight, and a blistering ball of pleasure built at the base of my spine. I knew I was seconds away from coming. With another flick of her tongue and a twist of her hand, I was done.

Dianna felt the first pulse and wrapped her mouth around the head, sucking hard. Unable to stop myself, I pushed up, forcing more of my cock into her mouth. She moaned, her hips shifting restlessly as I spilled into her mouth, and she swallowed every last drop. My hand clasped around the back of her head, and I rode that feeling of pure blinding pleasure.

My body shook, remnants of my orgasm rippling through me. I pushed up onto my elbows, panting, but my head fell back with a moan as her tongue darted out. She licked around the base of my cock and lapped up the shaft before she swirled her tongue around the head, licking up every bit I’d spilled out.

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