Page 32 of Scarred Queen

The doctor opened his mouth to respond, then closed it, his eyes glued to the gun. Then thought about it and opened his mouth again, clearly very unsure of what to do. Once again, as he frequently was in Reyes presence, Miguel was utterly terrified that he was about to be executed. Casey sighed and reached over her head to pet Reyes on the shoulder in an attempt to sooth her beast once more. She turned her face to his and gave him a sunnysmile.

“We’ll be fine, darling,” she murmured, rubbing her lips whisper soft against his unshavencheek.

She felt the instant easing in his muscles and marveled once more at how quickly this hard, intense man had fallen under her spell. God, he knew how to make a woman feel special, as though she were the only person that existed in his world. He absolutely adored it when she touched him, stroked him, smiled at him and called him endearments. At one time in her life she would have shrugged off such things as manipulations. But over her weeks spent with this man she was seeing these things as just… feeling good. Necessary toexisting.

When Reyes didn’t move to put his gun away she turned in her seat, took his jaw in both of her hands and turned his face to hers. He allowed her presumption. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his, darting her tongue against the seam until he allowed her entrance. She gave him a quick heated kiss, drawing his attention away from the doctor, allowing the other man a hasty escape from the room. Which, of course, a man with multiple medical degrees was smart enough to take advantageof.

By the time Reyes looked up, he realized he’d been duped by his sexy but conniving woman. He grunted, took her blond braid in his fist, jerked her head back, careful not to strain her neck, and gave her a long, stinging kiss as punishment until she was moaning and begging for release. She touched her swollen lips with trembling fingers, her breath coming out in short, panting bursts while he looked down at her with dark satisfaction. When he finally allowed her up, she clutched the edge of the table for support and glared at him, “You’re such abarbarian!”

“Finish your breakfast,” he told her as he picked up his gun and turned to leave. “You may have Dr. Garrido and you may have your privacy to speak with the man. Keep to the mansion and the immediate grounds around thehouse.”

She nodded and smiled, her fingers still lingering on her lips. Now that the pain was receding, pleasure was beginning to blossom. She licked the taste of him from her skin, enjoying the way his velvet eyes darkened as he followed the movement. “Thank you, Reyes,” she purredhuskily.

He froze in the process of moving away from her. Then he groaned and lunged for her, tearing her out of her chair by an arm and slamming her ass back against the table. “Then thank me,” he growled, his lips hovering overhers.

Her eyes lit with excitement. The enduring embers that constantly simmered within her flamed instantly to life flooding her pussy with slick heat. She moaned against his mouth and bared her teeth at him, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth, calling to the savage, begging him to come out and play with her. She knew what she was doing, knew it wouldn’t take long to snap his control. In fact, she’d spent the past weeks learning him. Learning exactly what it would take to force her dark, exquisite lover. Right. Over. The.Edge.

He tore his face to one side, away from her nipping teeth, gripped her by the throat and pushed her down on the table. “You want to play, nena?” he growled down at her, his eyes glowing molten fire ather.

She licked her lips and nodded, peeking up at him from beneath her lashes. Slowly she spread her legs against the edge of the table, wiggling them past his thighs until she could inch her knees up his hips and grip his waist. Her skirt fell back, revealing a tiny thong. She knew what he saw when his eyes moved from her face to her pussy. She was very wet for him and her panties would be soaked through. She moaned and reached a hand down her body, drifting first between her breasts, fuller now from his care and attention, over her belly and across herhip.

She touched the pads of her fingertips lightly against her panties. His own hand tightened on her throat, his fingers biting into her skin. She choked a little, though she doubted he even knew he was gripping her so tight, he was so focused on what she was doing to herself. She didn’t care. She loved the things he did to her body; the way he ruthlessly brought her alive before sending her tumbling into the dark abyss of searing surrender. She slid her forefinger along the edge of her thong and then dipped it inside the sticky fabric. She smiled slightly when he frowned because the cotton crotch of her panties obscured hisview.

Casey slid her finger further along the folds of her slit until she reached the entrance of her dripping vagina. Her eyes rolled back at the look of utter, ferocious worship on his face as he watched every, minute movement she made with barely leashed restraint. He was so beautiful, so perfect. His face, so savage, each scar taut as he strained with the effort it took to wait and see what she would donext.

She maneuvered another finger inside the thong, careful not to disturb the fabric, rather enjoying the control she had over him. She liked to tease her dark captor until he finally broke. She slid her fingers up and down her labia, rubbing the pads in circles along her clit whenever she reached the top, sparking waves of heat and pleasure through her quivering body. His burning eyes only made the sensation more intense as her orgasmbuilt.

Just as Casey was about to tumble over the abyss and into the glorious arms of her orgasm, Reyes gripped her wrist and slammed her hand against the table. Her eyes flew open and she uttered a gasp of dismay. He stared down at her with a combination of fierce hunger and, now unrestrained, furiouslust.

“You think to play games with me,cariña?” he growled. He pulled her fingers up to his lips and sucked them into his mouth, licking the juices from her before releasing her wrist. Then he reached between them and tore her underwear away. She cried out as stinging heat slashed across her thigh where the fabric futilely resisted his strength. “You will take your orgasms from me only if you want to play naughtygames.”

He unbuckled and unzipped his pants. She felt him shift and tried to see, but he still had her pinned to the table by her throat. He shoved his cock past the barrier of his underwear, yanked her closer to the edge of the table until her thighs were forced wide against his hips. She squirmed against him. She was dripping wet for him and they’d engaged in non-stop sex for almost four weeks, but when he was like this his entry was always rough. She knew she would be soreafter.

Casey cried out as he slammed full length into her, arching her chest upward as much as she could while still being held down against the hard, unyielding table. Reyes grunted as pleasure coursed through him. He leaned over her, placing a hand next to her waist and began thrusting, using her aggressively while she writhed on the table, both seeking relief from the invasion and reaching for her own buildingorgasm.

Reyes never failed to fulfill Casey when they came together. She didn’t know how he managed to make her come as often and as hard as he did, but she’d become greedy for everything he could provide. Soon she was begging for it, gripping the arm that still pinned her by the throat, using it for an anchor and lifting her hips to meet his thrusts as he slammed into her. She felt him approach orgasm, felt the tightening of his fingers around her throat as her pussy tightened around his body, gripping him hard. Streaks shot through her head and she chased after them, her hips lifting slightly, only to get slammed against the table with each snap of his own. She wondered if the sparks in her vision had colour or if it was herimagination.

“Ahhhh god, Reyes!” she whimpered as she exploded, digging her nails into hisarm.

He grunted, his body stiffening over hers, his fingers flexing against her neck, but not tightening enough to actually cause damage, proving to her that he knew exactly what he was doing all along. He cared too much about his precious queen to ever cause harm. Tears flooded her eyes as that thought filtered through her head while she floated down and the hot gush of semen bathed her cervix. She blinked the tears back so he wouldn’t see them and think he’d hurt her. He must never thinkthat.

Reyes carefully released her throat, trailing his knuckles across the delicate skin and over her breasts through the fabric of her shirt as he moved away, pulling out of her. She felt a trail of cooling semen on her thigh and, glancing around at the scattered dishes, giggled at their desecration of the breakfast table. She decided it was probably for the best that Miguel had taken a walk. Casey wasn’t entirely certain Reyes wouldn’t fuck her in front of an audience. He was definitely enough of a caveman to stake his claim in front of other men and then murder anywitnesses.

Reyes backed away, rebuckling his belt and admiring the sprawl of his woman over the breakfast table with warm smugness. As he turned to stride from the room he said over his shoulder, “If the doctor touches you, he dies. If he leaves you to suffer in any way without immediate relief, he will wish for death long before hedies.”

“These death threats are getting old, Reyes!” she called after him, shoving herself up on an elbow and reaching for another piece ofmelon.

Once he left, she hastily scrambled off the table and rearranged her outfit before going to her bedroom for another pair of panties and then searching out the doctor. She was a bit worried he might be looking for an escape route off their extremely fortifiedmountain.

She found him a few minutes later, but felt it wiser to keep Reyes’ stipulations for their forthcoming private meetings to herself. She did, however, outline where they were to walk and tentatively discuss which medications she should be taking and how she should get hold of the doctor when they weren’t together and she neededhim.

Miguel was surprisingly at ease in her presence and they became fast friends over the following weeks. He even agreed to accompany them to Casey’s appointment in Brazil, at Casey’s begging and with multiple promises that Reyes would be on his bestbehaviour.

“I’m just going to be so much more comfortable with you there,” Casey enthused, her arm looped through Miguel’s as they boarded Reyes private plane in La Paz. “I want you to be able to give your professional opinion every step of the way. I trust youcompletely.”

Reyes snorted from behind them. Casey tossed him a scathing look over her shoulder and lifted the frozen drink he’d bought for her to her lips. She’d craved a Slurpee since leaving America and bugged Reyes pretty constantly about it every time he said something extra awful to her new best friend as a form of revenge. He’d finally broken down and found her one on the way to the airport. His eyes went rapidly from annoyance over her grip on Miguel’s arm to blazing lust as her lips, now stained bright pink from the cherry-flavoured Slurpee, wrapped around the straw and sucked eagerly at the sweettreat.

“Fuck,” he growled and reached for her other arm, yanking her back against his chest and away from Miguel’s touch. “You like to tease me and play with another man’s life,nena?”

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