Page 32 of Queen Takes Checkmate
“You could bite his dick off and heal it.” Guillaume chuckled, but his eyes were dark and heavy with all the things he'd seen and done in the centuries of his life. He didn't have to tell me how many queens he'd killed over the years. I could see the weight of their blood in his eyes. “You could tear my head off, and I'll just grow it back. What's the problem?”
“But I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to be that kind of queen.”
Guillaume's gaze slid to the man behind me. “I think more of a demonstration is in order.”
He didn't wait for Mehen's response but pressed his fingers against my clit again. Timing it perfectly, Mehen shoved deeper, his mighty body flexing against me. Guillaume tipped his hips up. Just a fraction of an inch. And everything inside me exploded again.
When I could hear again, I heard Llewellyn's heavy breathing nearby. “I'd sell my soul back to Keisha Skye for a taste. Shara. Please. May I?”
I appreciated the fact that he asked first, but I was beyond words. I tried to nod, but with Mehen's grip on me, I wasn't sure if they understood. Instead, I reached for Llewellyn's bond. His gleamed more golden than my other Blood bonds, so he was easy to find. I sank into his bond, letting his feathers and fur brush through my body.
Groaning roughly, he dropped down on his stomach beside us, so he could wedge his head in between my body and Guillaume's. I had a moment to worry that my knight may not care for another man's mouth so close to his dick, but then he hoisted me up enough to give the other man better access, drawing all that incredible girth along my nerve endings still screaming with sensation.
I hung there, half impaled on his massive dick, pinned against Mehen, still thick and deep in my ass, while my newest Blood licked the blood dripping from my body to coat G's cock.And I came again. And again. They didn't have to thrust an inch.
I swear Llewellyn's tongue was abnormally long and wickedly agile. He did things with his tongue that even Daire couldn't do, and he didn't hesitate to lick anything he could get his mouth on. I could feel him teasing Mehen's cock in my ass. Guillaume's base and the inches bared by lifting me off his groin. My blood sizzled in them. Volatile. Destructive. Overwhelming.
They should have pinned my hands. They should have tied me up and gagged me. Maybe then I wouldn't have shoved those sharp nails back into Mehen's side, at the same time that I gouged Guillaume in the throat. Their blood bubbled up from the wounds, flooding me with more power.
So much fucking power. A mortal shouldn't have this kind of power at her disposal.
:Who told you we were mortal?:Llewellyn said in my head.:My queen is a fucking goddess.:
Mehen plunged against me, pushing me up with his thrust so Llewellyn could keep tormenting us all with his tongue. I licked my face, tasting Guillaume's blood. The wounds I'd made fountained blood all over me and the bed. Buried inside his throat, my strange nails sucked up blood directly from the source. I could feel the hot, wet flesh of his body around my fingertips.
:You're inside me,:Guillaume whispered in our bond.:As I'm inside you. Fuck me, Shara. Fuck us both. Suck us down and use us. That's why we're here. That's why we exist. For you, and you alone.:
Their hearts thundered in my head. Guillaume's warhorse reared and released a strident challenge. Leviathan swooped and dipped inside me, winding tighter into the death spiral he'd used to try and kill us both. Llewellyn's gryphon shrieked, and flames dripped from his massive paws as he padded through my mind.
Strong. Fierce. Unafraid. Even as I fucked them to death.
Rik
My vision was too fuzzy to make sense of the scene unfolding just feet away. I blinked and forced my eyes to focus. Shara. Goddess. She was coated in blood, like she'd slit someone's throat.
Her fangs glistened, bared ivory curves that could definitely tear a Blood's throat out if she chose, but something told me that wasn't the cause of so much blood.
Mehen roared with release, heaving them both backwards in a vicious arch. I could clearly see Guillaume's big dick inside her, while Llewellyn licked them both. She jammed her left hand back harder and the dragon's roar went up another notch. His exquisite pain made me suck in a hard breath, though it was mixed with overwhelming pleasure, too.
“Shara,” Guillaume gurgled. “Finish me.”
I scrambled up to my knees, but I didn't interfere. Not yet. I couldn't imagine her being able to seriously injure the headless knight, even in the throes of her worst thirst.
Mehen slumped down over her, a heavy weight that seemed to piss her off. She gave a sharp tug with her left hand and effortlessly dumped him off to the side. Her hand was coated in blood and squelched as she pulled her fingers free of him.
At first, I thought she carried several of G's silver blades. They weren't talons, but definitely gleamed like metal. Her head fell back as she settled deeper on his groin. Llewellyn came up for air and saw me alert.
“You don't even know what you fucking have, do you?” His face tightened, his eyes blazing completely red-gold. “I served her mother for centuries and never once tasted her menses.”
I didn't think he was angry with me, not exactly. How could I have anything to do with Shara's miraculous ability to have her monthly period? And if he thought even her alpha could demand that she stay in the nest while she bred and hide from her many duties, then he could be the next one to attempt such an order. I'd sit back with glee and watch her riphisthroat out.
Shara panted, her breath catching on a groan. “Why not?”
Llewellyn turned back to her, curling around her hips so he could work his tongue back down to her clit. :Because she couldn't. She never bred. Not once. This gift is entirely yours, my queen. Goddess help me, I'll lick every drop that your alpha doesn't take for himself.:
“Hey,” Daire mumbled, turning over in a reckless sprawl of limbs and hair. “That's my job.”
:Bite me, asshole,:Llewellyn retorted in the bond.
