Page 58 of Queen Takes Queen
“Could be interesting to find out,” Mayte said softly, turning back to the salad she shared with her alpha. As she ate several bites, she turned her head awayslightly.
Flashing her throat atme.
I wasn’t familiar with the ways an Aima queen might flirt with another queen… but that seemed pretty blatant tome.
I met Guillaume’s gaze and he made the quick cut on Rik’s throat for me.:Thankyou.:
:My pleasure, my queen. If you need other assistance…:He arched a brow at me, a twinkle in his eye that made my cheeks color more.:I’m ready to serve in any way youdesire.:
Daire’s warcat rumbled in my head.:I could slip beneath your dress under the table.:I felt the distinct swipe of his big tongue firmly stroking over my skin, even though he didn’t physically touch me.:Nobody wouldknow.:
My eyes about bugged out of my head. I quickly turned my attention to Rik, licked the blood from his throat, and sealed my mouth over the small cut.:I don’t want to turn my first formal dinner into anorgy.:
Daire pouted and his warcat bumped me playfully in the bond.:In my opinion, that’s the only way to turn a boring political dinner into something much more memorable. I’m sure Mayte wouldn’t mind. Especially if you bite her. She’ll loveit.:
:I’m not biting anyone, especially at another queen’s dinner table in front of her entirecourt.:
I tried to wrap my mind around Mayte and what our possible alliance would mean. I’d assumed it’d be political only. But even with my mouth locked to my alpha’s throat, I could still see her shining eyes. The way she’d looked at my lips, offered me her throat. So feminine and prettyand—
NotBlood.
Certainly notmyBlood. I couldn’t see them in the same picture frame as her. I didn’t want my Blood touching anyone but me. The thought of Daire or Nevarre stroking a hand through her hair or caressing her back made me want to rip her eyes out and send Leviathan to blast this whole nest to theground.
:I’m game,:Mehen immediately said in our bond, giving me an image of dragon fire bathing the court, people running from the plazascreaming.
I didn’t want that. Notreally.
But I didn’t want Mayte touchingmyBlood.
I tried to picture her alpha touching me and my mind flinched away from that too. Not because Rik would be glaring at the other man, still remembering how they’d let me walk right into Skye’s trap. He’d glared at Mehen after he broke my arm and that had been smoking hot. Because they were bothmine.
This Eztli guy was hers. I felt nothing when I looked at him, even though I recognized that he was a damned fine dark-skinned man with broad shoulders, trim waist, and lithe, powerful movements. He wasn’t mine. He’d never be mine. I didn’twanthim to be mine, because he was alreadyhers.
Rik pushed the empty salad plate away and started shoveling into the next course. Roasted or grilled meat of some kind. He knew I wouldn’t want to eat much of that and so didn’t feel like he was depriving me by eating it. His throat worked beneath my mouth as he swallowed. We were both eating, feeding, though in different ways, and it satisfied something primal inside me to know that he ate food to make sure he had the strength and energy to feedme.:I’d rather have your blood anyday.:
:I know.:I sensed hesitation in his bond, a question. Or maybe he wanted to suggest something but feared myreaction.
How he could think that, while letting me take his blood in front of over a hundred people, I had no idea. I nestled my face against his bare throat and lightly scratched his skin with my fangs, making himshudder.
:We can arrange things however youlike.:
:I know.:I did, really. He’d never been unwilling to do whatever I asked. But I didn’t know what I wanted in the first place. Notexactly.
:You don’t want us touching her. You don’t want to touch her Blood. So what’sleft?:
Me. Touchingher.
Rik at my back. Inside me. And those shining eyes staring intomine.
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Imadeit through the incredibly long dinner without fucking anyone, much to my Bloods’ disappointment. My fangs throbbed in time with my heart. Not to feed, exactly, because Rik had already slaked my thirst. I wanted to sink fangs into him just for the pleasure of it. To be inside him, and feel his pleasure roaring through our bond. As the festivities continued with a band setting up in the corner, and a crew removing the tables, I didn’t know how much longer I couldlast.
So, of course, my Blood found reasons to come closer and temptme.
Nevarre bent down close so his hair slid over my bare shoulder and asked if he could fetch me anything. Guillaume kept playing with his knives, popping a blade up from thin air and twirling it, the flash catching my attention. He thought about deliberately nickinghimself.
