Page 35 of Come and Get Me
He was also my highly loyal and trusted best friend, second in command, and a natural born wolf. He gave orders on my behalf to both the dragons and wolves of my Kingdom. At first, the dragons didn’t like taking orders from a wolf, but then I made sure to correct those attitudes. These days, everyone obeyed Monroe or they faced his wrath. He was fierce in and out of heels.
“This room smells like booty juice and dick sauce,” he quipped.
I laughed, then slapped Alezay’s ass, prompting him to rise up off my dick. The dragon did just that, then walked over to his pile of clothes, which were discarded on the floor.
Monroe checked him out. “Was this little twink tasty?”
“Delicious. Sheer perfection.” I winked at Alezay and he smiled coyly at me as he dressed.
“I bet,” Monroe said. “But enough about him and his fabulously fuckable ass. This fag is happy about her brand new bag,” he said, pointing at himself with one long, manicured finger. His nails were painted black with diamond-studded design work on each nail. Interesting. “Would you look at this beautiful motherfucking purse,” he said, showing off his recent purchase. It was a nice purse, if you were into those sorts of things.
“Designer?” I asked.
“Damn skippy, baby. You know this. I don’t even know why you asked. Ms. Monroe ain’t trying to be seen with no bullshit ass knockoffs. It was the last one, too, at Carmichaels. This other ugly heffa was trying to grab it before me. I almost peeled that bitch’s muffin cap back blue over this purse. As you can see, she backed off, because she knew what was good for her.”
I actually loved how he talked with his hands. I chuckled because I couldn’t help it. Feisty as fuck, in every sense of the word. That was Monroe. “It’s a nice purse,” I said finally. “Is that what you wanted to tell me?”
“Naw, I ain’t some motherfucking lame ass. Like I’m going to come all the way over to your bedroom to show you my purse, which is fabulous, by the way… not just ‘nice’; but your ass is just a man, you don’t appreciate the finer things in life. Anyway, that was just one of the things I wanted to talk to you about,” he said, then motioned with his head toward Alezay.
I nodded, catching his hint. “Alezay, you may leave us.”
“Yes, my King,” he said, then exited my bedroom.
Monroe’s head tilted to the side as he stared at my chair. He then approached it, examining it. “When did you get this throne in your room?” he asked, looking at the handcrafted chair I was sitting in with its marble frame and leather cushions.
“Last night,” I said, then rose to my full height of six feet, four inches. I towered over Monroe, who was five-eleven. Because he was my best friend, he was the only person I allowed to be so casual with me. “Do you like it?”
He frowned. “Babe, it’s gaudy as fuck. I’m the drag queen here, gaudy is my territory, but shit, even I wouldn’t be caught dead sitting or fucking in this monstrosity.”
“Ouch… bitch,” I shot back with a chuckle.
“I’m just keeping it real, being one-hundred and shit. This motherfucking chair is ugly. But hey, you do you, babe.” He patted his blond mohawk, making sure it was looking as pristine as he was. Of course, he loved his wigs, too.
“All right, what’s the news?” I asked, getting to why he had come in the first place, besides to brag.
He frowned. “Rushing me? What? You got someplace to be at nine o’clock in the morning?”
I laughed. “No, you testy fucker. But I do want to know why you’re here at nine o’clock in the fucking morning. Couldn’t even get in my morning dick polishing before you came pounding on my door.”
“Motherfucker please, you’d been fucking that poor dragon’s battered hole for the past two hours. I ain’t interrupting a damn thing. But anyway, I received an update on the situation in Odin Colony.”
Ahhh, now this was news that made me excited… and anxious. “Well, don’t stand on ceremony with your dramatic ass.” I sat back down in my throne, wanting to hear what he had to say.
He started to sit on my lap, but paused once he saw how much sweat and cum covered my dick, balls, and thighs. “Ewww, you need to clean yourself up. I guess I’ll stand. Lord only knows how much cum is on those sheets.” He tossed a glance over to my bed, which was covered with cum-stained rumpled sheets, so he had a point.
Feeling mischievous, I reached out, grabbing him by the waist. “What’s a little cum. Sit on my lap.”
He squealed and cackled as he struggled in my grasp, making sure to keep me at arm’s length. “No, I ain’t sitting my pristine ass on that mess in your lap.”
I laughed and let him go. “Your loss.” I loved him dearly, but we were best friends, never fuck buddies. “Okay, getting back to business.”
Monroe smoothed out his skirt and continued. “Honey child, all hell is breaking loose over there, let me tell ya. Rumor has it that the vampire Princeembraceda half-breed wolf and get this, word is, the vampire prince is a half-breed himself. Half vampire, half dragon.”
I cocked an eyebrow at that bit of information. “Are you shitting me?”
“This is too serious to joke about, babe. We have to completely rethink our plan of taking over. This motherfucker Théoden is older than you. On top of all that bullshit, this vampire heembracedgot his dragon blood flowing through him. And if that wasn’t enough, rumor has it that this vampire of his is also the mate of the River Rock Alpha, Josef Astor. If he’s allowed to mate, who the fuck knows what’s going to happen?” Monroe pointed out.
Oh, I didn’t like that damn news at all. Not one little fucking annoying ass bit! I had no idea that Théoden was a half-breed. I just knew he was the new vampire Prince. “Do you think these rumors are true? What evidence do they have to back it up?”
