Page 55 of Queen of Vampire Hearts

“Get out of bed, you dick. Not all of us have mates to lose ourselves with,” came Erik’s shout through the thick wood.

I groaned. I’d promised the wolf yesterday that we would spar, and Erik was holding me to it. “I swear I should ban all other immortals from Întuneric for the next hundred years, just so I can be alone with you.”

I kissed her before she could respond, hoping to take her scent with me as I got up to dress. To my surprise, she followed me into the closet, wrapping her arms around my waist. “But then I wouldn’t get to watch how you and Erik interact or out-drink unsuspecting lycans.” She pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades before releasing me.

I dressed in a black tank top and black sweatpants but decided against shoes. By the time I turned around, Phoebe was wearing a sports bra and a pair of the tiniest exercise shorts I’d ever seen. My mind blanked for a moment.

“You are not wearing that,” I ordered, just the sight of her skin making me lose control.

She raised an eyebrow at my command. “What is wrong with what I’m wearing?”

“Phoebe, I can barely restrain myself from shoving you against a wall and feeding my cock inside you now. I would really hate to make an enemy of Erik by killing his men for staring at your ass or luscious tits.”

I hooked my finger in the sports bra and yanked her forward, the elastic snapping. I shifted my hold to grab her ass, those perfect handfuls, and pushed her against my aching length.

“Erik’s waiting for you,” she murmured, her eyes lingering on my lips.

“Fuck. Erik.” I growled, swooping down to kiss her. Her lips were like a honeyed wine, and her taste addicting. It was everything I remembered. She gasped, allowing me entrance and gifting me with her submission, yielding to me so sweetly.

I easily pulled her with me as I sat on the massive ottoman in the center of the dressing room. Without breaking the kiss, I arranged her until she was straddling me. She rocked her hips back and forth, dragging her heat along my length.

Phoebe pushed lightly against my shoulders, forcing me to lie back on the ottoman. I could taste the passion in her kiss, and before I understood what was happening, we were levitating. Her magic pulsed around us, lifting us from the ground.

I started at the unfamiliar sensation, but she shushed me. “Happens sometimes when I get really aroused. Occupational hazard.” She shrugged but bit her lip, a flash of insecurity showing on her face. “Does it weird you out?”

We drifted back down to the ottoman, my back meeting the softness of the cushion. “Not at all. I was just surprised.”

Still desperate for her, I stood and rid her of her top and shorts. I shrugged quickly out of my own clothes and sat back down. My lips took hers in a deep kiss as I pulled her back on top of me. I was unsurprised when we started floating this time but broke away from her to chuckle in wonder.

Without letting go of her, I flipped her until she straddled my face, and her mouth perfectly aligned with my aching cock. I gripped it. “Suck. I want to feel your wicked mouth on it.”

She groaned, and I looked into her perfect pink pussy. “Gods, woman, your fucking pussy is heaven.”

I leaned into it and blew cold air directly inside her, making her jolt. Her mouth released my cock as she wiggled her ass toward me. I smacked her rear to remind her to resume her job while I did mine.

This time, when I blew on her aching bud, she was prepared and grew wetter as I watched. Her tongue was making swirling motions on my tip as she fit me into her mouth. The piercings hit along her teeth, the bite of pain arousing me more. I flattened my tongue and teased it around her aching bud, not yet giving her pressure where she needed it most. She moaned around my cock, vibrating the piercings.

“That’s a good girl. You suck on me like you were born to do it,” I groaned.

Phoebe wiggled her hips again, and I stiffened my tongue, mimicking the movements of sex. I pressed as deep as I could get. Oh, how I wished I could be inside her. I took her needy little clit into my mouth, sucking hard on it until she came apart in my arms. Her magic surrounded us, and we floated higher.

She swirled her tongue around me again, and my heels dug into the air, desperate to be fucking her mouth. I felt my semen climbing, unable to resist her wicked little mouth. I feasted on her, timing her next orgasm to mine. She screamed and came on my tongue as I warned, “Drink me down,regina mea.”

As I filled her mouth, the magic fled, and we were falling. I took the brunt of the fall, landing on the soft ottoman. Its legs immediately gave out from the unexpected weight slamming into it. I lay on my back and laughed at the sight we must make. The regents of the vampires going at it like teenagers until we broke furniture as old as me. Phoebe threw her leg over me, closing herself off. She sent me a glare, which only made me laugh harder.

“Stop laughing!” she demanded, though a smile spread across her face. “How are we going to explain this to Adelaide?”

I shuddered at the thought of trying to explain the need to replace the furniture to my dour housekeeper. “I’ll leave that to you, my queen.”

Phoebe smacked me playfully and rose to dress. She didn’t say anything but added a flowing workout top over her sports bra and yoga pants. I was so caught up in watching her I was still naked. Once she was ready, I swatted her ass and said to her, “Tell Erik I’ll be right with him.” She sent me a smirk before flouncing off to do so.

XXVI

The Realm of Mortals.

Întuneric Castel, Romania.

Slowly, I move my aunt off my lap, stumbling back to my feet. They’ll have answers! Were we attacked?

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