Page 78 of Savage Little Queen

She stood in front of him as he stared up at her for a moment before he held her at the waist and placed a kiss on her belly.

Twisting her fingers in his hair, she tugged his head back before her lips descended on his in a deep kiss. He wasted no time dragging her onto his lap, her stripping his clothes off easily, and him barely moving her as he tugged his pants and boxers down his thighs.

Drake pulled them the rest of the way off him, earning a little laugh from Vin and making me smile, before Drake went back to sitting beside them and watching.

I could tell he was eager to join based on the way he leaned closer without touching. What little I’d learned about him, was that Drake Petrov was patient and a bit more caring than I originally thought he was. It seemed we were all in agreement that we’d give Fallon and Bianca this moment together since they’d been so distant after everything.

I watched while my queen kissed Fallon deeply, their hands all over one another until he slowed to a stop.

“Can we. . . I mean, are you sure it’s safe?” his voice was low.

“Yes,” she answered back softly.

He was quick to lift her before sliding his cock up into her pussy, her soft moan sending zings of excitement through my body.

I watched as he fucked into her, their lips fused together, the sounds of her wet pussy teasing me.

I unzipped my pants, pulled my cock out, and stroked it, noting Vin and Levin had done the same. Within minutes, Drake had too. Figuring we’d get to that point anyway, I stripped out of my clothes, the other guys following, while we continued to work on ourselves. Patience wasn’t really one of my virtues, and I was beside myself with want.

I winced. My wrists ached as I jerked my cock, the tendons still tight and painful despite the exercises I used to strengthen them again.

“Need some help?” Vin murmured, clearing his throat.

I paused and breathed out before casting a look to where Bianca was riding Fallon. She’d want this. Fuck. I said I’d try it. It was just his hand. Probably the best place to start, and I loved Vin to fucking death. Plus, the alcohol and sugar coursing through me made the decision easier.

Swallowing thickly, I nodded.

He slid closer until his bare thigh touched mine.

I let out another shaky breath and relaxed against the cushions, my focus on my queen.

Vin’s warm fingers wrapped around my cock, stroking me slowly.

“Tell me what you need,” he said softly.

“F-faster,” I answered. “Tighter.”

He obliged, his hold and speed picking up.

I couldn’t lie. It felt incredible. My heart jumped when Drake reached for Bianca and brought her face to his, kissing her deeply.

If someone would’ve told me a year ago that I’d be watching a pair of lords fuck my girl in front of me, I’d have put a bullet in their head, but here I was. Watching. Enjoying. Wanting to join in.

They say death changes people. I was certain that was true, at least in my case. Everything seemed to have shifted when I thought I’d lost Bianca.

I’d made a vow I’d do whatever it took to make her happy. To do what would make us happy if I could just get her back.

This was it.

Me doing it all and enjoying it.

Drake shifted, and Fallon released her to him. Easily, Drake took her and pulled her down onto his cock while Fallon kissed her. Her head fell back, lost in complete bliss as the two lords serviced her body.

My queen.

Fuck, she’s beautiful.

Vin shifted closer and brushed his lips along my jaw.

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