Page 28 of Deadmen's Queen

“You heard?”

“Couldn't help it.” He grinned. “My room is next door and the walls are surprisingly thin.”

I felt the heat crawl up my neck, turning my cheeks bright red with undeniable evidence of my embarrassment.

“Oh, God, Tristan, that's... I’m…” I struggled for words.

“Relax,” he said. He leaned forward, brushing his lips briefly over mine. “Whatever you did, or let him do, I’m grateful. It's not every day Nate wakes up without a storm cloud over his head.”

“Really? He was in a good mood?”

“Really.” Tristan grinned. “He’s practically beaming, thanks to you.”

“Now you’re teasing me,” I said, smiling. “I don’t think I’ve seen Nate smile, let alone beam.”

“Closest thing to it I've ever seen.”

“I'm glad, I was worried when I woke up and he wasn’t here.”

“Well, he’ll be in classes now. I’ve already had two, but Bast said to let you sleep today with everything that’s happened. He said once you’re up and dressed to go down and find him, he wants to sort you some more clothes. I bought yours up from yesterday.” He gestured to a small pile on the dresser. “They’re clean, and there’s some underwear from the clubhouse too.”

A warmth spread over me that had nothing to do with embarrassment.

“You’re too good to me,” I said softly.

He reached out, pulling me into his arms, and stroking my hair as I snuggled into him.

“It’s not difficult to see that you’ve been through some shit, Paige, but please try and believe me when I say, this is not unusual. Any decent human being would do the same, and although we might not count as decent human beings, we want you to feel safe and comfortable. You deserve that at the very least.”

I wasn’t sure I completely agreed, but he was warm and smelled amazing and I was loving the feel of his arms around me, so I stayed quiet. I was relieved to hear Nate wasn’t upset with me, and I felt a little calmer at the memory of what we’d done.

“Thanks for the clothes,” I said. “And I’m sorry we disturbed your sleep last night.”

Tristan laughed and looked down at me. “I’m not. It was thoroughly enjoyable to listen to. One day you’ll have to tell me what he did to make you scream his name that many times though.”

I blushed hard, the memories of exactly what Nate had done suddenly filling my head.

Tristan grinned. “Oh, that naughty was it? I’ll admit, I was imagining all kinds of things while I was… well, shall we say, playing along?”

I blinked. “You were… while we were…”

“I was. It was a hell of a turn on hearing you with him, Paige.” Tristan leaned down, his forehead pressed against mine, murmuring his words against my lips. “I came so hard in my hand, imagining you on your knees sucking his cock, mine sliding deep into that sweet pussy of yours.”

I sucked in my breath, pressing my thighs together as his words set off a spark inside me. I was aching and sore from Nate, but my body didn’t seem to care as Tristan pressed himself closer to me. He was fully dressed under the covers, but I wasn’t and I shivered as he ran his hand down the side of my body and over my hip.

“I wanted to wake you up by licking you till you woke up coming over my face…” he trailed his fingers down the crease of my thigh and over my hair and I gasped.

“You’re so beautiful when you sleep, Paige. One day, I want to slide between your legs so you wake up with my cock inside you.”

His fingers dipped gently between my lips and I moaned softly.

“Would you let me do that one day, Paige? Wake you up with my head between your legs, or my cock buried deep in this soft, wet pussy?”

“Yes,” I gasped, as he slid one finger inside me.

“Well, that's good to know,” he said, bringing his finger up to circle my clit. “Nate said I couldn’t this morning. He said I needed to ask first, and that you’d be too sore. Are you too sore, Paige?” He pushed two fingers inside me this time, and I pushed my hips forward, needing more.

“A little,” I admitted. I did. I felt bruised and tender, but Tristan was being so gentle, it didn’t hurt.

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