Page 7 of The Court of Truth

He hisses through his teeth, the cords in his neck protruding as he tries to restrain himself, so I do it again, teasing him for a change. I swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock, eyes still locked on his as I breathe. “It doesn’t matter who or what you are, I always taste the same thing,” I murmur, watching his brows furrow with a hint of confusion.

“Which is?” he asks through clenched teeth, and I grin.

“Mine.”

I swallow him down in the next breath, watching in delight as his head falls back, his eyes rolling with the motion, and I finally tear my gaze from his face. Steadying my breathing, I press my fingers into his thighs for support as I take him deeper and deeper with every pass of my lips.

Hollowing out my cheeks and flicking my tongue along the head of his cock, I quickly reduce him to a state of raw need, just like he had me a few moments ago. His fingers find their way into my hair, holding tight as I hit the back of my throat with his cock and swallow around the thick length of him.

“That’s it, Alpha, make me come. Let me paint the throat of the Queen of the Floodborn Kingdom. Give it to me,” he growls, the tremor in his words vibrating through my bones as I feel my eyes dampen from the fullness.

The power I feel at having him under my control quickly vanishes as his fingers tighten in my hair, holding me in place as he takes over. He chokes me with his cock and I moan with delight. Now that I’m not the one in charge, I can see him better. It’s not perfect through my watery vision, but it’s hot as fuck to see his desire take over and feel his hunt for pleasure consume us both.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants under his breath as his movements become erratic, and I relax my throat the best I can.

He slams his cock as deep as it’ll go, holding the position for a beat longer than my gag reflex can handle and I swallow around his length, taking him over the edge as he comes down my throat. His thrusts turn long and languid as he rides out the ecstasy vibrating through him before he pulls his cock from my mouth and releases my hair.

The look that passes between us makes my pussy ache with joy as he offers me his hand.

“The queen shouldn’t be on her knees in service to anyone.”

I balk at the statement, my head whipping toward the door to find Brody leaning against the door frame. There’s a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth as his eyes rake over me. He’s getting good at watching me in the throes of passion. I think I might have a real voyeur on my hands.

“You’re just jealous,” Cassian grumbles as he hauls me to my feet, and Brody scoffs.

“Definitely. Don’t look at me like that, Dagger. We have a busy day ahead,” he states, wagging a finger at me.

“I didn’t do anything,” I say with a gasp, and he gives me a pointed look.

“Your eyes are offering me sex and there’s no time for that.”

“No time?” I ask, hoping for clarification, making him groan as he turns away from me. “Please tell me we’re busy because it involves three more cocks for me to choke on,” I push, but he shakes his head, sauntering back to me with heat in his eyes.

“Fuck, not yet, but definitely later, once you’ve fulfilled your queenly duties.”

5

ADRIANNA

With his arm firmly wrapped around my shoulders, Brody snaps his fingers, adorning me in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts before leading me out of the room. I glance over my shoulder, checking on Cassian, but he waves me off, promising to be right behind me, and I nod.

“How’s the queen this morning?” Brody asks, pulling me from my thoughts as we head toward the kitchen.

“I don’t know how I feel about people calling me that,” I admit, my eyebrows furrowing as I feel a twinge of guilt for saying it out loud.

“That’s what you are, Dagger,” he replies softly, using his nickname for me this time, and it eases some of the pressure on my chest.

“Out there I am, but that’s still going to take some getting used to. I don’t want to be that in here, though,” I explain, speaking my thoughts as soon as I feel them. I can’t even make sense of myself, yet he tugs me in closer to his side, pressing a kiss to my temple.

“Got it. Queen to the kingdom, Addi to us.” It’s a statement, not a question, and it resonates deep in my bones, making me smile.

We enter the kitchen before I have a chance to answer and I startle at how busy it is. Raiden, Kryll, Arlo, Flora, and Beau are all seated around the table. Whatever conversation they were having is halted by my arrival and Flora quirks a brow at me.

“Are we supposed to bow now or something?” she muses, tapping the tip of her finger against her chin. I scoff, my nose scrunching in distaste.

“Please don’t ever do that,” I grumble as Brody leads me to the table. Before I can take a seat, Kryll wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me from Brody’s grasp and into his lap in one swift move.

My cheeks heat at the fact that his brother and my friends are here, but ultimately, when I stare into his eyes, I nestle against his chest.

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