Page 37 of Queen Takes Rook
My throat ached with regret that I had made her feel unsure of herself. I leaned in and dropped kisses along her shoulder until my mouth touched the red snake.
It was definitely scales and not her skin against my mouth. It even moved slightly. Chills raced down my spine, but it didn’t move again.
“It bit me,” she whispered, her fingers touching her cheek. “When She gave it to me. I don’t think it’ll bite again, at least not until it’s time to kill Ra.”
I rubbed my lips against her cheek, seeking to take away the memory. “I didn’t see any marks on you after the dream.”
She sighed heavily. “There are marks, but they’re invisible. More like dark blots. Stains. I don’t want to think about it or I’ll cry again.”
I unbuttoned her jeans and helped her pull them off, then her panties. She scooted backwards on the bed, lifting her gaze to find Rik. “You’ll be close too, won’t you?”
“Of course, if that’s your wish.”
“And G. I think I could drain you all and barely put a dent in this thirst.”
Guillaume had stripped off his clothes, but he still had some work to do removing all the leather harnesses and sheaths for the blades he kept concealed all over his body. “I’ll be ready and waiting for you, my queen.”
Ezra and I both started toward her, crawling across the mattresses. It was bigger than it seemed—and took a ridiculously long time to get to her. I was snickering by the time I managed to touch her, because it was hard to do the sexy beast crawl for that long without looking like an idiot.
“Fuck me sideways.” Ezra finally flopped down on his back, pretending exhaustion. “This is one fucking big bed.”
She laughed and bent down to rub her face against his chest. “I know. I can’t wait to see how many of you can sleep with me now.”
He reached up and hooked his arm around her shoulders, but he turned his sultry brown eyes on me. “Get busy warming up our queen, D. I want her motor purring as loudly as you.”
She threaded her fingers through the thick mat of chest hair and gave him a playful tug. “Can I purr, do you think? If I’m not shifted?”
I rubbed against her, a soft glide of my body against hers, inviting her cat out to play with mine. “You can do anything you want because you’re Shara fucking Isador.”
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SHARA
Ihadn’t felt like Shara fucking Isador since that dream on Snake Mountain, but with my two Blood stroking my skin, I was starting to feel less shaken and scared of how much I had to lose, and more like myself. A badass vampire queen who wanted to revel in her hunger for blood and sex.
“Yes,” Daire drew the word out with a pleased hum. “Revel in me, my queen.”
The mattress on either side dipped slightly as Rik and Guillaume joined us, moving closely enough to step in if I asked for them, their eyes dark, cocks hard and eager. It made me remember what I’d wanted after pushing Ra’s blast aside from Mayte’s nest.
Too many dicks to count.
I rolled Daire beneath me and mounted him in one deep lunge that made us both groan. So good, to have him deep inside me. Beneath me. Purring. Swirling his hips. Rocking me like Guillaume’s delightful canter.
Ezra straddled Daire’s hips and rubbed against my back, giving me more sensation. His furry chest and thighs, his solid weight. The rasp of his beard against my shoulder when he kissed my throat.
“You are one fucking fine queen, Shara. I could eat you up.”
“Be my guest.”
Edging closer, so his dick rubbed against my buttocks, he sank his fangs in my throat. He growled against my skin and locked me against him. I arched against him, my body eager for more. I wanted him deep inside me too.
:Not the hook, sweetheart. Not in that fine ass, at least not the first time. Let D finish, and then I’ll give you what you want.:
My other two Blood braced on their knees on either side of Daire, offering up their bodies to me. I took a cock in either hand and dropped my head back against Ezra, soaking them all in. My Blood, my men, my dicks. All four of them. Touching me. Loving me. I would take them all inside me at once if I could.
My hunger licked inside me like an inferno. Daire sat up, offering his throat while he squeezed and molded my breasts in both hands. I struck hard and his hips jerked up on a shout of release. Shaking as he spurted inside me, semen and blood both. I gulped him down, gasping as he pushed me to climax too.
Panting, he nuzzled up against me, his arms sliding around both me and Ezra, pinning me against the other man. Eyes closed, I simply breathed them in, soaking in the textures of muscle and tendon, the throb of erections against my palms. Guillaume was so thick I couldn’t close my fingers around him, and Rik wasn’t far behind.
