Page 37 of Queen Takes Queen
Nevarre’s shoulders relaxed and he melted against me. Daire started purring. Nevarre nuzzled my stomach, his lips tugging on the belt of myrobe.
My eyelids fluttered, my skin sparking at their soft touches. Daire’s mouth moved on my neck, while Nevarre kissed my stomach. My knees quivered and Rik swooped me up against him. “Daire, Nevarre, with me. Ezra, Guillaume, stand by. Xin, Mehen, take the firstwatch.”
I expected Mehen to bitch about having to take watch when Ezra didn’t, but he stalked off into the night without aword.
Rik carried me inside and lay me on thebed.
But he didn’t joinme.
My eyes flew open and I pushed up on myelbows.
Before I could say anything, he snapped his fingers and Daire and Nevarre slid in on either side of me. Blissfully naked. Hot flesh. Soft mouths. Slow, strokinghands.
“Soak them in, my queen,” Rik whispered, a deep yet soft rumble that thrummed my spine. “Let their touch wipe away every sting the thorns gave you thisevening.”
I’d had several men in my bed at once for many nights now. But I’d never had two at once who made it seem like they were in absolutely no rush to do more than stroke me with their hands and mouths. All my Blood wanted to give me pleasure. But these two made me believe they’d be perfectly happy giving me endless pleasure with just their mouths. They didn’t attack the most obvious areas either. Neither of them touched my pussy or my breasts atall.
Nevarre cupped my left hand and kissed every fingertip and then my palm. He paid loving attention to the pulse in my wrist, stroking his tongue over my skin as if he could taste my blood without ever biting me. While Daire did the exact same thing to my right hand. Using their bond, they coordinated their touch, drowning me in waves of exquisitesensation.
Kisses in the crooks of my elbows. Soft nibbling lips up the curves of my biceps. My shoulders. Mythroat.
I reached around them both and pushed my hands up into their hair, tangling my fingers in the long strands. Daire’s wasn’t as long as Nevarre’s yet, but it’d easily grown six inches since he’d come tome.
Then Rik joined them, and my brain had a nuclearmeltdown.
He was just as gentle… but with a firm grip. He massaged my right foot, rubbing his thumb firmly in my arch to loosen up kinks I wasn’t even aware of. Then my left received the same deep massage. Both hands squeezed and kneaded my calves. His mouth teased the tender skin on the inside of my knees. He worked my thighs, stretching and loosening every muscle, his mouth a slow torment. He didn’t tease and flutter like Nevarre or Daire. The higher he got up my legs, the more firmly he gripped me with his jaws. Not a bite, exactly, but he worked his teeth up and down my thighs until I trembled beneath their slowassault.
Nevarre’s hair trailed over my breasts. Daire’s rumbling purr a steady, deep vibration. If he laid between my thighs, I’d come just from feeling him purr againstme.
He whispered against the hollow of my throat, “Could we make you come just from kissing yourbreasts?”
I didn’t have to answer. We all knew they could. Climax already hovered inside me, a fluttering, eager bird ready for the cage door toopen.
He licked my skin like I’d dribbled blood all over my chest, his tongue firm and rough like his cat’s, but slow and tender. Nevarre’s lips roamed over my breast like butterfly wings, soft and dreamy. Rik kneaded my thighs in those big, powerful hands. Two mouths finally closed over my rock-hard nipples and my back arched on a soft cry. Climax pulsed through me, as gentle and tender as their touch. Pleasure rippled through my body, a sweet, soothing salve to the internal nerves and muscles that remembered suffering and bleeding on thethorns.
Rik’s palms slipped under my buttocks and he lifted me up to his mouth. He flattened his tongue against me and licked firmly up my entire slit. A low rumble tore out of his throat.Hunger.
If their come could be addictive and intoxicating, it made me wonder what my juices would do to them. Only Daire had ever licked between my thighs that I could remember, and most of those times I’d been bleeding, which had been a whole other fire to playwith.
Rik’s bond blazed inside me. The hottest forge fire, melting me into iron he could hammer and meld into a new shape.:You’llsee.:
As if they had all the time in the world, Daire and Nevarre continued to lick and suck and bite my nipples. Endless pleasure. Torment. Delicious agony. A hint of fang. Rik kneaded my buttocks, keeping my pelvis tipped up to his mouth. He licked my outer lips, the tender curves where ass met pussy, dropping tiny, gentle bites that made me quiver. My clit throbbed, so sensitive and swollen it’d only take a touch to send me soaring again. But he waited until I trembled on the edge of orgasm, muscles wrenching tighter. My breath caught in my throat. I fisted my hands in their hair, helplessly tugging, pulling them closer. A silentplea.
Rik closed his mouth over my clit and I flew apart at the seams. I dragged Daire up by his hair and sank my fangs into his throat. He let out a guttural cry and came with me. Rik sucked me firmly, drawing out my climax. Wave after wave of pleasure throbbed through me, and only when my hips jerked in his grip did he finally relent and slide his tongue deeper to taste me again. Groaning with pleasure himself, he sought out every crevice to lick every drop. His bond seared me like a branding iron, a molten sun that hurt to look at. So it surprised the hell out of me when he pulled up to his knees and backedaway.
“Nevarre, our queen needs to befilled.”
Nevarre immediately slid up over me. I tightened my hand in his hair, but didn’t let go of Daire’s throat, either. He tasted too good. Thick and sweet like warm, slow honey. I kept my fangs buried in him, even though it slowed the blood flow, just because I liked being inside him. Nevarre pushed into me, making me groan against Daire’s throat. I wrapped my legs around Nevarre’s waist and he started to move inside me with an unhurried continuous stroking, just as he’d done with hismouth.
With Daire’s blood flowing into me and pleasure rippling through me, my need had eased a bit. Nevarre wasn’t a big, powerful man, but he moved with the same lithe grace that he had in the air. Sometimes a bird flapped its wings frantically to gain altitude, but other times it coasted on the wind currents, gliding effortlessly on the breeze in a dreamy cruise. That was how he moved in me. As if we had nowhere to go. No rush. No hurry. No urgency. Just the ceaseless stroking of his body inmine.
I thought a good long drink from Daire would steady me, but his blood only stirred my hunger for more. I finally pulled my fangs out of him but kept a firm grip on his throat, gulping him down as quickly as I could. His purr a constant rumbling drone, he worked one arm beneath my neck to help support my head, but his other arm looped over Nevarre’s shoulders. It was the most natural and sweetest thing in the world when Nevarre turned his head and pressed his lips to Daire’s. The three of us. Wrapped together in black silk hair and a warcat’spurr.
Even though I drank Daire’s blood, Nevarre’s bond whispered to me, drawing me deeper into his shadows. Where Rik was volcanic lava and Daire was playful feline, Nevarre was the dark stillness of a moonless, starless night. Not dark-evil. Just the absence of light. Something fluttered nearby, heard but not seen, his raven rustling its wings. I sank deeper into his bond, mentally feeling my way toward hiscore.
In the darkness, it was his scent that had me turning and gliding closer to the giant raven of his gift. He smelled like brilliant green fields. Thick fog hanging low over ancient stone monoliths. A warm, smoky hearth after tromping across windy moors sprinkled with sweet purple heather. Music floated through his bond, not the earth music I’d heard before, but a high, soul-piercing wooden flute. That sound brought tears to my eyes. It was so sad, and yet glad too. Full of hope. Warm withlove.
Letting go of Daire, I pressed my face to Nevarre’s throat. Though I felt hot skin and man on top of me, in the bond I touched feathers, soft asdown.
