Page 61 of The Broken Queen

He was quiet until his hands were back. They settled on my waist and his fingers looped through the strings of my thong and slid it down my legs. I gulped.

My legs were spread apart, and his breath brushed over my center. I fisted my hands on the bark and held on as his tongue entered me.

Holy sweet....

His hands gripped my ass as he fucked my pussy with his mouth. He kept his grip on me, but trailed one finger down and entered me in one swift thrust.

"Ah," the word escaped my mouth. I couldn't hold it anymore. The immense pleasure he was giving was shaking me to the core. The cocky bastard knew it too. I knew if I looked,he would have a wicked grin on his face. Slowly, another finger entered me. I shivered. My hips started to move.

"That's right baby, fuck my fingers."

Hearing that word come from his mouth made everything hotter. I wanted more.I needed more.I was a sex crazed fanatic anytime he was near.

"Fuck me," I said, hoping he would take the hint.

"Not so fast, Queen." I froze. He only called me Queen when he was detaching himself from me.

He was gone in an instant, and I turned to look over my shoulder. His silver eyes were a dark obsidian as they roamed over me.The demon took over.

I removed my feet from the jeans and thong and kicked it to the side. I turned so I was facing him. My hands lowered to the bottom of my blue sweater and raised it over my head, throwing it to the side.

His eyes never wavered from mine. I moved my fingers to the clasp of my bra, but he cut me off.

"Leave it," he commanded in a rough voice. His hands curled into fists at his side.

I stood there in front of him with nothing but a bra on. He didn't bat an eyelash. I took a shaky step towards him. He was the only man in the world who could have an effect on me. Once I was standing directly in front of him, I placed my fingers at the waistline of his pants. They delicately traced his V and he shuddered. I pursed my lips trying to contain my smile. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

"Are you going to punish me?" I asked in a seductive tone that snapped him from his stupor.

Next thing I knew my legs were wrapped around his waist as he pinned me against the tree. His eyes were dark and unruly. He was ready to release his vengeance on me.

In one quick thrust his fingers entered me again. I leaned my head back and let out a moan. It was so fucking good.

"Is this what you want?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"God, yes."

His fingers moved harder and deeper while he rubbed my clit. "God has nothing to do with it, Queen."

I didn't care that he'd resorted to the name. I just wanted him. Demon and all.

"You're so fucking wet for me."

I nodded, unable to speak. My walls clenched around him, my hips moving up and down, wanting him as deep as I could take him. A groan escaped his lips and that was my sign he was finally letting go.

So I went with him, as nature and darkness swallowed us whole.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Raven

10 years ago

“Are you okay?” My new friend Jess asked as I stood at the lockers, watching Slade and Kyra together.

She was smiling up at him like he was her entire world and he was looking at her like he was going to ravish her. Looking at the two of them made me nauseous. I turned away from them and went back to rustling around in my locker.

School was hard. I hated Father and Mother for sending me here. They wanted me to get an act for living like a civilian, so I could relate to others. I had no problem attending school. What I didn’t like was being forced to watch the boy I fell in love with, fall in love with another.