Page 25 of Queen Takes Triune
Ever so slowly, she glided her fingers up and down my aching cock, making me tremble against her. Her lips pressed to my ass, trailing soft kisses across my hip and cheek. Across the small of my back. Down to the other side, pausing long enough for her tongue to swirl across my spine. While her fingers glided lazily over me.
I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. My chest heaved harder now than when I’d lifted the caber onto my shoulder. Blood pounded in my veins, flooding my groin. Eager to satisfy my queen’s hunger.
She licked and kissed my ass until I panted and shook in her grasp. Flames boiled my blood, pressure rising until it felt like the top of my head would explode. Or maybe that was just because I arched back so far, offering myself to her. Silently begging. Pleading.
I didn’t want to come, so much as I wanted to feel her fangs inside me. Though her bite would certainly push me over the edge.
My raven strained, wings beating frantically as if trying to tear out of my skin.
I felt the first sweet pain as the tips of her fangs began to penetrate me. Time stilled, letting me feel each delicious moment as she slipped inside me. My queen. Marking me. Feeding on me. Goddess, I could die again this very moment with joy, though I’d never want to cause Shara to feel a single moment of grief.
Exquisite sensation rolled through me as the cutting tips of her brutal fangs sank into me. She tightened her arms around my jerking hips, her fingers locked around my cock as it spurted with release. But my pleasure came from feelingherenjoyment in our bond.
She loved holding my ass firmly in her jaws, her fangs deep in my flesh. It was as close as she could get to fucking my ass without figuring out how to strap on Vivian’s phoenix, if that would even work.
:Would you even want that?:Shara whispered in my head. Her emotions were so tangled with mine that it took me a moment to sort through what she was feeling and thinking. Shock first, that I would even suggest such a thing. But then curiosity. And yeah, interest. A lot of interest.
:In a heartbeat. Fuck me any way you want, my queen. I’ll love every second of it.:
I’d never touched Vivian’s mind out of respect for her and what she’d gone through in her father’s house. She didn’t like men to touch her—so surely she wouldn’t care to have any of us pawing through her memories either.
She blazed into my mind like a red-hot searing poker.:Smoak would do anything for our queen, as would I. But more, he’d fucking love giving her a new way to fuck you.:
Quivering, I sank down to the ground as the last spurt pumped out of my spent cock. Shara caught my shoulders, cradling my head on her lap. I looked up at her, aching with so much love that I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t thank her appropriately. I couldn’t convey how much she meant to me. To us all. To have a queen who cared about us at all…
Let alone loved us enough to give us our heart’s desires, no matter what we needed.
Her tongue flicked out to catch a droplet of my blood sliding down her bottom lip.
And goddess help me, my cock went rock hard all over again.
“Alright, you motherfuckers,” Mehen growled, raising his voice as if he was arguing with someone, though I hadn’t picked up on any disagreements or ribbing going on. Granted, I’d been greatly distracted, and the grouchy dragon didn’t need much irritation to cast his ire about like the primordial monster he was. “Who the fuck is going to challengemeto a caber toss?”
“Me,” Ezra bellowed, shoving his way through the twins and Xin to get to the log Daire had tossed. “As long as the winner gets a bite on the ass, I’m in.”
Daire sidled closer, trying to slip between me and Rik. But I was as immovable as the rock troll in that regard. “And the loser?”
“The loser can watch from the sidelines,” I retorted, surprising even myself with the harshness to my tone.
Goddess damn me for a fool, but I didn’t want to share. Not this time.
Guilt tightened my throat and I didn’t dare look into her face to see her reaction. It wasn’t a Blood’s place to demand or ask for anything. Especially in our queen’s bed.
I thought Rik would reprimand me, but he didn’t even give me an alpha thump in the bond. Maybe because there was no need. I’d never challenge his authority. It wasn’t in me.
I started to sit up so I could gather my dignity and my kilt to slink back into the shadows, but I couldn’t get up. My head was pinned, my hair tangled on something. I reached down to find the snag and found my queen’s hand fisted in my hair.
“Were you thinking about going somewhere?” She’d never used that tone of voice with me before, a sort of silky, luscious menace that curled my toes and made my dick throb at the same time.
I jerked my gaze up to hers, rolling my head so I could see, even though it pulled my hair enough to make my eyes water. “No, my queen.”
“Good. Because I’ve got half a mind to ask Smoak to give me some assistance now.”
I relaxed back onto her lap, my tension melting away. “Now would be fucking perfect, my queen.”
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