Page 128 of Gemini Queen
With a growl, he wraps one big hand around my throat to choke me. Whichreallyshouldn’t get me off. Really, it shouldn’t. But all that strength and savagery he’s exuding really turn me on, and I guess I really do trust him, because my slick pussy clamps hard around his cock and wrings out of him a hoarse shout.
I don’t know where all that mannerly Old World restraint of his went, but I’m thrilled to see it go. Now he’s grunting in my ear and pounding into me like a battering ram, his breath hard and his pace relentless, and he’s throttling me hard enough to assert dominance but not hard enough to actually choke me.
When I try to match his rhythm, his grip tightens to immobilize me.
“Don’t move,” he grits in my ear. “Or you’ll trigger my wolf.”
Okay then. Looks like I’m not going anywhere even if I wanted to. And, somehow, all this restraint makes me feel… safe?
He’s basically pinning me in place and fucking himself into me and using my body like a sex toy to get himself off, and I don’t think he could be any hotter. I drop my head and claw into the stone and absorb his punishing thrusts, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the belfry, the musk of wolf and Lucius and Vasili mixing with the mating scent that’s coming off me in waves.
Oh fuck, Vasili. Just the thought of the Goblin King here with us, writhing against my front and painting my tummy and tits when he comes… or maybe, God, Vasili fucking Lucius while Lucius fucks me and controlling the pace for all three of us… yeah, that visual’s going to launch me into orbit like the freaking space shuttle.
“Don’t you dare come,” Lucius mutters in my ear, his accent all thick and rumbly. “Not until you channel the lightning. That’s a damned order, Ms. Gemini. Now turn your head this way.”
Blind with need, I do what he wants and pry my eyelids open.
Across a span of snow-covered rooftops, the gray harbor spreads to the horizon. Barely visible through the snow lurks the dim outline of the rocky breakwater that guards the harbor. The slim pale finger of an ancient-looking lighthouse spears high into the pewter sky.
“See that lighthouse?” His fangs graze my ear, and I almost come around his cock right there. “It’s been abandoned—for years. The power source burned out—while I was a student. I want you to—direct the lightning—there.”
He’s slowed his pace so he can deliver this little history lecture. But every hard pump of his hips is brutal. I’m going to fly apart into a zillion pieces under the impact. He’s going to annihilate me.
But I’m going to claim him if it kills me.
With him fucking me like that, it’s all I can manage to dredge up a sentence. “I, uh, don’t think I can direct it like that.”
“You can. I’ll help you.” He drags his fangs down my neck and makes me shiver. “Do it when you come.”
“You told me not to come.” Even though I’m teasing him, I’m tilting my head to give him access, baring the curve of my shoulder where I saw him bite Ronin. “I’ll only do it on one condition.”
His voice thickens to his wolf’s guttural snarl. “Be very careful indeed what you ask for, Zara. He’s close to escaping my control.”
“You and your freaking control.” My voice is deepening too, the lightning lurking deep inside and building all around us, summoned by the hum of my power. His pace is building, fueled by the telepathic link I’m forging between us, every slick sucking thrust more than audible as my pussy fists and ripples around his thick shaft. I’m groaning with every punishing thrust, and I’m definitely going to be sore after.
But he’s going to be so worth it.
He’s moaning my name and grinding his face into my shoulder and I know he needs this as much as I do, Iknowit.
And I know it’s time.
It’stime.
“Oh God, Lucius. Oh God. Oh God.” My voice is spiraling and my climax is rushing toward me like a runaway freight train and my power is crackling through every pore. “I claim you. I fucking claim you. I claim you for my fucking harem. Now give me your fucking bite.”
With a savage snarl, his fangs punch through my shoulder and sink deep in my flesh. It feels like his whole wolf is ripping into me.
I scream with raw anguish and primal triumph and lightning pours through me.
And even while my own blood’s rolling down my shoulder to splatter the floor, the mating bond snaps tight around us in a whiplash of power.
My lightning’s forking and sizzling through the sky, but he’s with me, he’s inside me, and together we’re guiding all that awesome power. My deadly bolt sears across the sky and slams into the distant lighthouse. The whole structure glows blue, fingers of electricity zagging down its length. The deep toll of the church bell fills my head and echoes through my skull.
We did it.
We just freaking did it.
The two of us together.
