Page 132 of Their Blood Queen

Cage ignores me as he gathers the blood in his palm, then coats my back entrance. He slips a finger inside, and my entire body relaxes.

“Dreams might not be in the same realm as your physical body, but it’s still real to us,” Cage explains as he takes his finger out, only to position his cock while Sabre holds still. The vibration is still making my body throb, even though he isn’t moving. “This world is for your pleasure,” he says as he slides his cock into me, making me stretch around both him and Sabre as I cry out.

Then they begin to softly thrust. I hang on to Sabre, but I don’t need to hold myself up. Both Strigoi Princes do the work for me, guiding me to a place of ultimate pleasure that has me deliriously begging for more.

“Bite me,” I say, knowing they need my blood to thrive.

I sense them move in the real world. Ever so slowly, Sabre sinks his fangs into my neck, then draws out a long pull of blood.

Cage goes for the other side until I’m wedged between them, in both the real world and the world of dreams.

I feel so complete. So perfectly fit for my two Princes as they feed on me and provide me with incredible pleasure that my body can’t even recognize.

When Sabre ups his pace, thrusting harder, I’m panting in time with his approaching orgasm.

I want his cum. I want his pleasure. My Princes might think this is about me, but it’s also about them.

“Give me everything,” I demand of him. I reach behind me and feel for Cage, encouraging him to do the same. “Fuck me until you both fill me with your cum.”

“Such a filthy Sigil,” Sabre says against my mouth, but it’s a praise. He kisses me, allowing me to taste the peach flavor of my blood in this realm. It’s a heady sensation, and when he groans and fills me up, the vibration of his cock increases until I fall over the edge, and Cage comes tumbling with me.

We’re a mess of limbs and ecstasy as I soar, as I cry out and thrive in the knowledge that this is heaven.

This is my dream.

This is a nightmare of beautiful darkness, one that will never end.

EPILOGUE : CAIN

“I can’t do this,” Scarlett says as she heavily leans on Cage’s offered arm.

I can tell that Scarlett had enjoyed more time than might be natural with the Strigoi princes in the Dream Realm, but it has brought her closer to them just like it had for me. Time had passed differently underneath the glass river before Scarlett had called us out of it. Enough time for me to have learned the Strigoi better than I even know some of my closest friends.

I crave to learn Scarlett, and a part of me is jealous of her “date” with the Strigoi princes, but I’m glad for it. It has made her more comfortable and they fully understand the complexities of what she is. I am the feed on her power source that keeps her stable, but they are her guides in ways I could never be.

I’m looking forward to my time with her, when she’s ready. I haven’t yet decided if I’ll be sharing her with the princes or keeping her to myself. Either scenario gives me pleasure.

I’ll let her decide.

For now, I need to help her accept her place as my Queen of the Elite City. Our work here is now more important than ever and the plans I have for her will shift much of the power regime to her control, as far as my territory goes.

“Scarlett, darling,” I say as my beast purrs in adoration. “Everyone loves you. You have no need to be afraid.”

She glances up at me with her wide eyes glittering with silver. Sabre and Cage call her a Sigil. Apparently, there’s a word for what she is in their dimension.

Here, she’s something entirely new, which makes sense to me. A compatible mate has never existed in thousands of years in any of the worlds I’ve been to. That makes Scarlett unique.

“How do you know that?” she asks. “I’m no one. I killed my own brother and the man I was supposed to marry.”

I dislike the mention of those who wronged her on such a sacred day. A snarl lingers on my lips, but she doesn’t shrink away from me. All her fear is reserved for the judgment of those outside. I want to take that from her, but this is her war she must wage.

I’ve never seen her so terrified. Not even when she faced me for the first time in the Dream Realm, or when death shattered all around her on her wedding night.

Of all things, this is what petrifies my beautiful bride.

Suppressing my beast’s anger, I cup her face in mine and angle her how I want her. I take her mouth with mine in a brutal kiss and she seems to hold onto Cage even harder.

Sabre watches from a chair he’s sprawled out on like a King. He has accepted his role as my prince, but I know what he really is. In any other world, he would be a king of his own.

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