Page 24 of Onyx Queen
Luca was on her in an instant. Her legs spread wide as he pushed inside her wet and warm center.
“Looks like I wasn’t the only one ready this morning.”
He pumped his hips, his cock sliding between her soft lips. Onika arched, her breasts pressing into his face as she bent backwards. Luca sucked a nipple into his mouth, his tongue licking the tiny bud.
“God you feel so good, Onika. I’m not going to last this morning.”
Her body was on fire, her blood pumped the heated needed straight to her groin. She wrapped her legs around him as the prickling sensation of an oncoming orgasm started.
“I’m close,” she whispered into the air.
Luca pumped faster, his cock swelling with each thrust as he drove them closer to release. He couldn’t hold back any longer. His body tensed as her walls closed in around his shaft. Her body swallowed him whole, dragging him deeper in her womb as his seed erupted. Onika cried out, screaming his name as she let go and fell over the abyss with him.
“Jesus… I swear it gets better every time.”
Luca kissed her forehead as he slipped from between her legs. Onika laid stretched out, her naked body glistening in the morning light.
“As much as I would like to take you again, we need to hurry or we will be late.”
“Rain check, then. Race you to the shower…” Onika bolted from the bed, zipping past him into the bathroom. She knew they’d likely be late, because having him in the shower was a morning must.
Just as she predicted, they were fifteen minutes late arriving at the Sapphire Kingdom. No one seemed to notice as they slipped inside. Her heart flip-flopped as she watched Sarifena and Heath sign the papers making Alex theirs. She glanced around the room, happy that everyone was with them…
Everyone but Dimitra. Her stomach churned with acid. Guilt filled her blood, making the anger slowly replace the happiness she’d been feeling. She watched as everyone laughed and made jokes. Rory’s laughter caught her attention, making her move closer to the group. Anthony looked as though he was about to puke, when Sarifena offered him some water.
“No,” he waved his hand at her, “Sorry… it’s just – when you asked that question it reminded me that I have no idea what I am doing. Heath, Sarifena, we’re expecting triplets.”
“TRIPLETS!” Onika blurted out, “Holy SHIT…I’d puke too.”
“Onika!” Emersyn swatted at her sister, “Be nice. Anthony, that’s amazing news.”
“We found out yesterday when I went in for an ultrasound. I was having some pain and we wanted to check. Turns out, there’s three in there,” she patted her small rounding tummy, “fighting for space.”
“Congratulations, Anthony. You’ll be a great dad. Plus, you have Christine and Rory.”
“Thanks. So, Amalee, you’re the only one single now,” Rory cocked an eyebrow at her cousin, “Any men in your life?”
“Um…” Amalee stuttered, her body becoming rigid. Her eyes darted around the room, looking to see who’d overheard Rory’s question. Onika gave her a reassuring look, knowing that the subject made her uncomfortable.
“Nope. My social life is not the new topic for discussion. We have other things to worry about, like bringing home Dimitra.”
Her statement reminded Onika why they shouldn’t be carrying on like this. “Care to tell us what the diary said?” Onika snapped, the anger seeping through her pores.
“I chickened out. I haven’t read it yet.”
“Are you serious? Amalee, give me the damn book if you’re scared. We need to know what it says.” Onika spat, causing everyone to stare at her.
“No… I’ll read it when I get home. I have it stored somewhere safe. Don’t worry.”
“Amalee, it’s important. It may have something inside that will help us find Dimitra.” Emersyn spoke softly.
“Ladies,” the deep voice of Constable Graham caused everyone to turn, “Her Majesty has been busy dealing with the aftermath of the explosion. It destroyed several homes, including a factory. I advised her to put the journal under lock and key and deal with that first. I assure you,” His eyes found their way to Amalee, holding her in place, “she knows what is at stake.”
“You're right, Constable. I’m sorry, Amalee. I guess I am just tense with everything going on.” Onika apologized, her fists clenching by her side. Luca slipped her fingers into his, rubbing her knuckles to calm her. But Onika couldn’t shake the intense feeling of rage.
“It’s fine. I should probably head home. I can read the journal now and let you know what I find.”
“Thank you all for coming. We are happy to celebrate something good. Let’s touch base after Amalee has had a chance to read it.” Sarifena smiled, trying to diffuse the weird situation.
