Page 80 of Queen of the Wicked
For the thousandth time, I do not want Catalina!he shouted into her mind.It is you that I want, Alessia. You have been the bane of my existence since that night in the forest. Every thought, every breath, and every word I have spoken since that night has been foryou. No one butyou.
Catching herself against the wooden desk from his confession, she stared at the open door, hearing dress shoes echo against the marble floors. That tether between them was loosening, so she knew the lord was seconds from finding her.
That dress you are wearing is torture,he continued.I could hardly finish the ceremony in fear that another would be the first to tell you that you are the most breathtaking, alluring woman ever to walk the realms. I had planned ondoing just that until Catalina intercepted me. Our conversation meant nothing. It was meaningless.
Erebos appeared at the end of the corridor like a haunting fairytale. His onyx eyes locked on hers, a combination of lust and anger as he stalked towards her with no intentions of letting up. Alessia squirmed against the desk, unable to determine whether or not she should be turned on or petrified.
But as he stuck two fingers beneath the fabric around his neck to loosen the collar of his shirt, she concluded that she wasveryaroused, and the wetness between her thighs followed seconds after.
He was halfway to the study now, her mouth drying out when he reached down to unbutton his trousers, then his zipper. His pants barely clung to his waist as he tugged his shirt out, ripping it open until the buttons popped off in response andclinkedagainst the marble as an afterthought.
Erebos may lack powers in the physical sense, but his body exuded them as he prowled towards her with nothing but calculated mannerisms. Alessia felt like they were in a cat-and-mouse game and was seconds away from becoming the prey.
The worst part was that she didn’t mind it.
He was very much the Lord of Hell when he entered the room, raw and unfiltered as his eyes roved over her in a frenzy. His hair was disheveled, almost like his hands had been running through it.
He was crazed and starved forher.
Blood hummed beneath the surface of her skin, rushing south when he shut the door and growled, “I’llonly ask this question once, Alessia. Do you want me to leave? If so, I’ll turn around and walk right out that door. But know that if you don’t, if you want me to stay, nothing in this entire realm will prevent me from taking you on top of that desk.”
Alessia gulped when he stepped closer, a feral, hardly leashed demon seconds from pouncing, but no part of her wanted to run away from him in this state. Her body seemed drawn to it, beckoning her forward. “I don’t want you to go,” she whispered shakily.
The heat in the room rose to an inferno when he dipped his mouth to her ear, his stubble scraping against the flesh. “Hands on the desk then,Little Mortal.”
Makers help her.
She complied without complaint, spinning around and unable to withhold a moan when his body was flush against hers. She could feel every ridge and outline of his muscles in this position. She hadn’t been able to study his tattoo-crafted chest in detail yet, but she vowed to do so in the near future, if only to use it as an excuse to stare at him longer.
“You were wet when I fingered you in front of Kael,” he whispered, placing a kiss on her neck. Alessia’s knees almost buckled in response. “Tell me, Alessia, what did you enjoy more? The degradation or the praise?”
“Erebos.”
A rumble echoed in his chest. “I fucking love when you moan my name. Now answer the question.”
“Both,” she gasped. Erebos made light work of the ties on the back of her dress, allowing the fabric to pool at her feet. It left her in nothing but a corset, only thesound of the lord’s ragged breathing to fill the silence as he took her in.
“You’re exquisite, Alessia. Every inch of you.” He put his lips on her neck again, moving his kisses down to her shoulder and back up. It left a scorching sensation behind, her entire body up in flames with every caress of his lips. “Do you want my fingers inside of you again?”
“Yes,”she begged. “Please, yes.”
He expertly freed her of the corset, allowing her lungs to finally drag air in properly since arriving in his study. Clothing shuffled behind her before finally, he was pressed against her again with no clothing barriers in their way. They were skin on skin, and something inside her chest bounced around in excitement, that feminine voice peeking an eye open.
Take it,it urged.Take it all.
Erebos put a hand between her legs, laughing at the slickness he found. “I don’t even need to get you warmed up, do I?” He slipped a finger in with hardly any effort, his forehead landing on her shoulder. “Christ. You take it so well. So,sowell.”
Alessia couldn’t form a coherent thought in her mind. She only wanted more.Neededmore. It may have been her first time, given she was holed up in a farmhouse for the majority of her life, but she wasn’t naive to pleasing herself, nor was she unaware of what transpired between sexual partners. She understood what she was getting herself into, and she wanted itnow.
Running a hand down her stomach, her fingertips brushed her clit while Erebos pumped his fingers. At the breathy moan that left her lips, he placed hishand over hers and said, “Show me how you like it. Show me how to get you there.”
Alessia threw her head back against his shoulder, her eyes screwed shut when she quickened the pace on herself. Erebos never faltered, his thick length prodding her backside as he watched not her pleasure herself, buther.Just her.
He could watch her face at this angle, seeming enamored with the sight before him. Alessia’s mouth was ajar, eyes lidded with ecstasy as she careened over the edge of no return. It sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, seeming never-ending with the way Erebos rubbed her through it.
“That’s it,” he coaxed. “Give it all to me.”
Wave after wave, she rocked against his hand until she was a trembling, sated mess. The roaring fireplace beside them slicked her forehead with sweat, symbolizing the chemistry burning between them.
