Page 59 of Queen Takes Checkmate
Somehow, he managed to turn his purr into a ragged, growling rumble that made my clit throb with every beat of my heart. I pressed harder against him, holding my breath, letting him push me to orgasm.
My breath caught and my pussy rippled around him, but he didn’t thrust. He didn’t lose control. He didn’t even come himself.
Opening my eyes, I stared at his expression, memorizing the dazed, raw look in his eyes. The soft pout of his full lips. The tawny fall of his hair around his shoulders like a wild lion’s mane. I could get lost forever in his eyes. He gave himself over to me, his heart and soul an open book. He held nothing back. No bit of pride or ego or fear prevented him from surrendering everything he had.
I dug my nails into him, relishing the way his pupils dilated and his nostrils flared. Eyes locked to his, I dragged my nails down his chest, leaving furrows in his skin. His blood coated the tips of my nails and my head fell back. My hips jerked, unable to stay still a second longer. Not when I could feel the rush of his blood hitting my system. I still couldn’t believe that I could taste his blood, even though he wasn’t in my mouth.
He buried his face against my throat and rubbed his bloody chest against me. I slid my arms around his waist and dug those brutal nails into the small of his back, pinning him close. Though he had no intention of moving away.
“Rik.”
Immediately, my alpha wrapped me in his arms, his body hard and hot against my back. He slid his big palm along my right arm and grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand back toward his thigh. “What you do to him, I want you to do to me too.”
“You’re not into pain. Not like him.”
“I am for you.”
His words made me pause and really listen to my own desire. I liked that vulnerable, ragged look in Daire’s eyes. I liked hearing the way he gasped. Those delicate sounds of pain that I swallowed from his mouth as eagerly as his blood.
It wasn’t his pain that turned me on, not the way it cranked his lust. For me, it was the knowledge that he trusted me so completely that he’d allow me to do anything to him. Literally. He put his life in my hands, knowing my hunger. Knowing my power. He allowed me to feed on him so deeply that he passed out, to the point where a few more swallows could actually endanger him.
He’d seen me drain Keisha Skye to death, but still never protested as darkness closed in.
“Fuck her hard, Rik,” Daire rasped. “Make her shred my back with those nails.”
“Gladly.”
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Rik
My dick was so hard I could cut diamonds with the tip. Her blood sizzled like acid, eating away at my control. I wanted to be inside her, feeling that rich, sweet blood on my flesh. Though I’d gladly take her ass too. I’d take anything she gave me. Every single fucking time.
Hell, I’d be perfectly happy to simply lie there and watch her come. I didn’t need to come myself, not when I could feel her pleasure pouring through our bonds. The only thing better was coming inside her, and feeling her pleasure singing through the bond at the same time.
Her blood. Fuck. I could smell her heat, and every muscle in my body ached with the need to sink into her and empty my balls so hard and deep that an Isador baby would be inevitable.
Stupid. It wasn’t the time. She wasn’t ready.
But I couldn’t stop that thought from sprouting in my head.
I could see her with a daughter. Goddess, they’d be so beautiful. She’d be an incredible mother, fierce, protective, a fucking unstoppable force of nature. She loved so easily, so openly. She didn’t have to love all of us. She could take a hundred Blood—and might need that many to stand against the Triune—but she wouldn’t. Because she wanted to love us.
She wanted this. Every night. Her body pressed between us. Hands sliding over her skin, hot flesh against hers, driving her need higher. If she wished it, she could have the rest of the Blood pressed against her. Hard dick and muscle for miles. Endless pleasure. Our focus entirely on her. Our queen. Our forever.
Yet she’d chosen to share this night with only me and Daire. Her original vampire knights.
Goddess, let this never end, I prayed, not ashamed of the sudden hot ache behind my eyes.Protect her, please. Keep her safe. I’ll pay the cost if I must, but I would rather love her for all time.
She must have picked up on my grim thoughts in the bond, because she stabbed her nails deeper into my thigh. The small pain cut through my aimless worry, scattering my fears. All that mattered was her.
Straddling Daire’s legs, I rubbed the tip of my dick down the crevice of her ass. Lower, so I could feel him inside her, and more importantly, her blood.
The future of House Isador. Everything her mother had sacrificed to bring about.
Daire slid his thumb though her dark curls and found her clit. I felt the jolt of her body between us. The immediate surge of her desire as he rubbed methodical circles around swollen, sensitive flesh. I pushed the head of my dick against her asshole, but I didn’t force my way in. We had time. Even though my balls ached and a fist the size of my rock troll’s blazed at the base of my spine.
Clutching my thigh, her sharp nails breaking my skin, she pushed back against me, pushing my dick inside her. Like Daire earlier, I simply froze, letting her use my dick, my body, for her pleasure. Her blood helped me slide deeper. So fucking tight I could feel the rub of his dick so close. Both of us moving inside her.
