Page 22 of Queen Takes More
I gave her a firm, hard shake, squeezing her neck mercilessly. Staring up at me, it was like she melted. Her bones softened. Her muscles pliant. Her eyes shining bottomless pits of need.
Need for me.
I clenched my teeth so hard I was afraid I’d break off a fang.
Mayte sighed. “Perfect.”
SHARA
My first instinct was to surge up and pull Mayte to safety. I didn’t like hearing that fragile sound on her lips. It was a sound of pain, like a tender animal caught in a wolf’s jaws.
But she didn’t need my protection, not from this, and certainly not from Vivian.
I leaned back on my elbows, as relaxed as I could be on a hard rock, and told my protective instincts to take a back seat. I’d seen that unmistakable look in Mayte’s eyes before—when Daire was getting exactly what he wanted and needed. I trusted Vivian to take care of Mayte. If anything went amiss, I’d know in their bonds.
:Nothing will go amiss.:Vivian’s bond reverberated with determination in my head.:I’ll take excellent care of her, and you, my queen.:
:I know you will.:
She twisted her wrist, wrapping another length of Mayte’s hair around her hand. My eyes watered in sympathy. Such a simple but effective way to deliver pain and control. It didn’t take violence or weapons.
She gave a firm tug, forcing Mayte to look up at her. “You’re going to eat our queen’s pussy while I fuck you.”
Mayte trembled, her bond smoking hotter with the sweet scent of smoldering jungle flowers. “Yes, please.”
Vivian walked her closer on her knees, keeping a tight grip on her head. With trembling fingers, Mayte pulled my jeans and panties the rest of the way down my legs, but she couldn’t take them off until she untied my shoes. Naturally one of the laces knotted, forcing her to slow down and concentrate. Sweat beaded on her forehead and she captured her bottom lip in her teeth as she worked. Her fangs hadn’t descended yet.
But mine did.
The heavy ache of hunger slowly grew inside me. I hadn’t tasted my sibling queen in weeks. I hadn’t breathed in her sweet perfume from the silky delicate curve of her throat. I wanted her softness against me. Her sweet, tender spirit entwining with mine.
Vivian huffed out a laugh. “You’re not helping her much, my queen.”
Startled, I dragged my gaze up from the inviting curve of Mayte’s throat to her luminous eyes. Her pupils were dilated so large that her eyes were almost completely black. Her breath panted from her parted lips and sweat glistened on her skin, making her glow even more. Steam curled around us, making me sweat too, but not all of the heat spreading through my body was due to the hot spring.
She muttered a curse and jerked harder at the laces, but finally gave up and just pulled my tennis shoe off. Wrapping her palms around my calves, she snagged my jeans and finally pulled them off.
I sat up enough to grab our discarded clothes to use as a pillow. Lying back, I opened my thighs, adjusting the makeshift cushion so I could still watch.
Vivian gave another firm tug on Mayte’s hair, keeping her upright rather than burying her face between my thighs immediately. “Stay.”
Releasing her, Vivian started to undress. Unhurried, she untied each heavy boot, stripped off her black leather pants, and tugged the tank top over her head. Her movements were controlled and precise, even though her bond crackled like a bonfire. Flames licked inside her, eager to burst free into a blazing conflagration. The air around her shimmered, her phoenix shining like a fiery aura around her.
She squatted beside me and leaned down slightly in invitation. I rose up on my elbows so I could kiss her. Her scent of burning myrrh and cinnamon rolled over me, so strong and pungent that it almost made me dizzy. My fangs throbbed so hard that I couldn’t hold back a soft groan.
Her lips curved against mine in a smug smile and then she raised her head. “Did you hear that, Mayte? Our queen hungers. You may entertain her now.”
Their hair trailed over my skin. Mayte’s soft tendrils tickled my thighs. The silk of Vivian’s hair slid over my breasts. The fullness of her lips against mine as she dipped her head for another kiss. Her lips and hair were the only soft elements on her glorious lean, hard body. I stroked my hands over her shoulders and arms, enjoying the coiled tension in her muscles. So fierce. So strong. Yet her lips were incredibly tender against mine.
She didn’t shove her tongue into my mouth or take control of the kiss, even though she could have. It was one small way that she demonstrated her willingness to serve me. Only me.
Mayte’s tongue traced a warm, wet trail over my pubic bones and the crease of my thigh. She flattened her tongue against me and licked the entire length of my pussy. My thigh muscles quivered, and I arched up against her mouth. Both of their mouths, because Vivian deepened her kiss too. Her tongue thrust inside my mouth leisurely, flicking my fangs teasingly. I tightened my grip on her neck and tipped my head back, opening to her as surely as my thighs were open for Mayte.
One sucked on my clit, while the other sucked on my tongue and stroked the roof of my mouth, applying subtle pressure that made my fangs descend even more. Blood filled my mouth, both Vivian’s and mine. She shuddered, her fingers tightening on my nape where she supported my head. Mayte groaned against my clit, ramping the sensations up another notch. My climax rolled through our bonds and she slipped her tongue inside me, drinking from my core.
As my breathing steadied, Vivian gently lowered me back to the pile of clothes. Licking her lips, she straightened to her full height. Her head tipped back, and Smoak shimmered around her. She didn’t transform completely into the phoenix, but I could see the hint of flames hovering over her. She stepped behind Mayte and the flames brightened into liquid red-gold that flowed over her skin like a wetsuit.
“I’ve been experimenting with something.” She stroked her fingers over the gleaming fire rippling across her lower stomach and the flames coalesced into a rod that gleamed like molten steel fresh from the forge. “It doesn’t burn me, but I don’t know if it’ll hurt you.”
