Page 89 of House of Demons and Bones

“I need you,” I said. “Right now.”

“Need me for what, little scorpion?”

“Just fuck me!” I was losing patience.

The heir and his games!

He chuckled. His fingers rubbed up and down my slick slit before fondling my plump lips. I arched into his touch, drowning in heat and lust. He played me like an instrument, but he wasn’t as controlled as he pretended. Behind his dragon mask, his storm-blue eyes burned with hunger, his lips twisted with pure male need.

His heartbeat thundered, matching my own frantic rhythm. A low laugh escaped my throat as I curled my fingers around his massive erection through his pants. My hand could only cover half his width. When I gave it a hard squeeze, Killian’s groan came out rough and raw, his heavy-lidded eyes dark with lust.

I grinned. Me and my games.

He was about to hook my leg over his hip and take things further. I shut my eyes for a second, savoring the image of his steel-hard cock driving into my heat.

But we couldn’t just fuck now and let the world burn.

“We still have business to take care of,” I reminded him.

He let out a tormented breath, settling for thrusting two fingers into my pussy.

Pleasure pierced me, pulling a moan from my throat. His starlight traced patterns on my skin, setting every nerve ending alight. His fingers thrust deep, pulled out, then thrust back in. His mere touch was enough to make my blood burn, and this?

This was sweet agony I couldn’t get enough of.

He added another finger and quickened the thrusts, watching me with obsessive fascination. Every sound he made set my blood on fire. My clawed fingers sank deep into his shoulders and drew blood. He was tough and could heal faster than anyone. I never needed to hold back. Not with him. His dragon rumbled, enjoying my rough treatment.

I rotated my hips, riding his fingers in a wild rhythm. This time, he was sensible enough not to demand I scream his name—I might just oblige and blow our cover to kingdom come. Even with his magic cloaking us, we needed some discretion with hundreds of supernaturals twirling around us in their frenzied dance.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, dragging him down for another kiss as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Ecstasysoaked into every cell until I fell apart, coming undone in his arms.

He pulled his fingers out after the last spasm left me and sucked the juice of my come, his eyes bright and dark at the same time, brimming with undiluted lust.

“It was just a preview for what’s to come, little scorpion,” he promised. “Later, when we’re done here, I’ll show you so much more. And I’ll do all kinds of things to you. But now, dance with me. Let them see you shine.”

Before I could catch my breath and steady myself in his arms, his shadows receded to reveal us, and he swept me toward the center of the courtyard, spinning me seamlessly into the dance.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in any universe,” he said, his heated gaze moving from the diamond at my throat to my eyes.

That’s not true,Sy protested.My sugar says I’m the most beautiful!

I touched the blue diamond necklace he’d given me earlier, still stunned by its perfection and price tag.

Every house had its signature gemstone. House of Vampires claimed black opal, House of Shifters wore emerald, House of Fae chose ruby, and my House of Mages adorned itself with sapphire. Everyone knew blue diamond belonged to House of Chaos.

Was Killian making a statement by having me wear his house’s gemstone tonight? What would Queen Lilith’s face look like if she saw his token around my neck? It was the finest thing I’d ever owned. I’d snapped that clasp shut the second I lifted it from its box. Even if Killian dumped me, at least I’d have this stunning piece as a consolation prize. Who said breakups had to leave you empty-handed?

Keep telling yourself that,Sy said.We both know you’d chuck that necklace straight at his too-pretty face.

Killian’s arm locked around me, and I swayed into his hold. He towered over me, but our bodies aligned like puzzle pieces. I could’ve used my goddess powers for a height boost, adding a few more inches, but I liked being short. Let them underestimate me.

When he spun me, my crimson dress bloomed like fresh petals catching sunlight.

As he drew me back against his chest, my breath caught. “I need to tell you about the Queen’s Suite—and who, or more precisely, what dwells there.”

“Tell me when we’re back at my penthouse—our place,” he said. I bit back a smirk. Classic alpha move, offering up his kingdom. “We have time, little scorpion. Let’s just enjoy our dance tonight.”

“I won’t fight you on that,” I said. “We’ll visit the red room tomorrow. You need to see it, as I don’t like keeping secrets from you.”

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