Page 116 of Witch Queens: Tales from Oz

Steele’s low rumble of laughter shook me to the core.

“You, have everything under control?” he murmured right before he took a tiny bit of skin with his teeth and sucked against my neck.

I moaned, almost letting my head fall to give him further access, until I realized that he was seducing me again.

“Cass, could you clear everyone out?”

Her eyes popped, “Everyone?”

It wasn’t like I had prisoners down there, just Steele.

“Everyone!”

Cass fluttered around in a purple cloud shooing all of the guards upstairs with promises of milk and cookies. When the last one had left, she turned to give me a nod and then departed.

“You give your guards milk and cookies?” humor laced, Steele’s words.

I picked up my chin a notch, “Do you have a problem with that?”

Steele’s eyes danced, “Absolutely not, I was just wondering if I could get an application.”

“I wouldn’t hire you,” I said spitefully, “You would never fit into the uniforms.”

Mostly because they were made for Pixies and Nome’s, but I didn’t clarify that part.

He pushed his pelvis into my stomach, “I’m too large? Most ladies like that, El.”

Clenching my jaw, I bit back a nasty retort, “And you are welcome to them!”

Steele’s gray eyes bore into mine, “I don’t want them.”

Hope flared in my stomach, but I stamped it down. I wasn’t about to fall into this man’s arms again.

“That is too bad,” I shoved against his immovable chest.

He growled at me, “Aren’t you going to ask me who I want?”

I lifted an innocent brow, “No. Why should I care?”

Steele grabbed my hands and pulled them above my head. He was everywhere around me. I had thought that vampires were cold, but not Steele. He radiated heat and sex like no other.

“You,” he said sharply, “You are the one I want. But you didn’t want me back.”

“That’s not true!” I refuted hotly. “I just needed a minute to think. You were asking a lot of me Steele. And then I turn around, and you are kissing some bitch. How can you offer forever and do that in the same sentence?”

“She fucking kissed me!” he roared. “You said you needed space. I was angry and scared that I had lost you forever! I made a mistake, damn it! How many times do I need to apologize?”

I bit my lip. Everything he had said was true.

“El, you have to forgive me.”

I couldn’t look away from him.

“I know that I am asking a lot. I know that you have your family to consider, but I love you. I am crazy about you, and I think you feel the same way.”

He pressed his lips against mine and this time I made it count. I couldn’t hold him with my hands above my head, but I could kiss him like I never wanted to be parted from him.

His mouth slanted over mine and he plundered my depths. I felt zings of pleasure as my breasts tightened and my pussy flooded with moisture. Steele always had this effect on me.

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