Page 17 of Queen Takes More
She was close to coming. My queen. Just from tormenting me.
Licking her lips, she dipped her shoulders down again and inhaled my dick. My breath hissed out, a startled groan shredding my throat. And then I felt the surge in our bond. Pleasure crested inside her and erupted into a sparkling fountain that cascaded through us both.
Itztli wasn’t touching her. He wasn’t fucking her. That pleasure was solely from her reaction to me.
I met my brother’s gaze, sure that my eyes glistened with tears. But no shame. Not now. Not ever again.
Itztli’s eyes glittered like an obsidian mirror, reflecting the truth back at me. This was me. This was my queen.
And she loved me more than ever.
“Which is why she’sourqueen, brother. Forever.”
Her bond flowed through me like dancing quicksilver.:I want you inside me, my obsidian blade. And when I come again, my feathered serpent, we’ll fly through the night together on your wings.:
Gripping her hips, Itztli thrust deep, jostling her mouth on my dick. The slight movement rubbed her fangs on me, sending my nerves screeching with delicious sensation. Yes, it was terrifying, the thought of her brutal fangs tearing me up, but it was also arousing. It was just another way that she made me helpless. That she used me, for her pleasure, not mine.
Itztli smoothed one palm up her back, smearing streaks of white and black on her skin. I wanted to paint her like this. Her dark, shining eyes catching mine every once in a while, as she lifted her mouth. Her long hair loose about her beautiful face, sliding over my skin like silk. The treacherous curves of her spine and hips. My brother’s fingers denting her skin, his grip fierce. His jaws tense, shoulders straining as he fought to restrain his own needs.
But he shouldn’t have worried. Our queen knew us inside and out. She reached back and plunged her silver-tipped nails into his thigh, giving him the pain he needed, while letting her feed at the same time.
Our twin bonds had always been entangled. His pleasure, mine. His fears, mine. Even his pain, though it never stirred my lust like his. I felt the growing explosion at the base of his spine, and it matched my approaching release. The kind of climax that rocked the foundations of your world, mixed up with down, and razed everything to the ground.
I felt the jerk of my brother’s hips as climax pulsed through him. I tasted him in our queen’s bond as she sucked up his blood through her unique nails. And then I felt her release blooming in a sudden explosion of heat. She jerked her mouth off my dick and sank her fangs deeply into my thigh above the rope.
My blood mingled with my brother’s. She fed on us at the same time. She made us come at the same time, because I couldn’t resist the pleasure that torched through me whenever she fed. She sucked me down, sweeping me up into the night sky, just as she’d promised. Though it wasn’t my wings that carried her, but the dark, powerful wings of her flying jaguar.
It took me a long time to find my way back to my body. I slowly became aware of her head pillowed on my thigh, her arms around my waist. Her fingers stroked over the deeply embedded marks the ropes had left in my thighs. I’d fallen over at some point, though she and my brother must have caught me.
I felt a tug as Guillaume sliced through the ropes binding my arms. I couldn’t move them, not yet. Everything tingled as blood rushed to my fingers. My muscles creaked and ached with every movement, a deep, delicious throb that made me groan, and yeah, my cock stirred again. I’d never cared for pain before, but this muscle ache was damned good.
For the first time in my very long life, I felt completely at peace. No secret doubt harbored deep inside me. No fear that she might change her mind and turn aside if she saw the truth. She saw me. She saw everything. And she was still here, one hand lazily stroking my back as my brother massaged my arms and checked my fingers to make sure they hadn’t kept me tied up too long.
I wasn’t surprised when Rik joined us. Her alpha dropped to the floor and shifted her lower body up onto him rather than the floor. However, I was shocked when Mehen dropped down beside me and pushed into the pile of bodies. The grumpy dragon wasn’t usually one for cuddling, especially if he hadn’t been involved in the sex.
Mehen caught her hand that was still tracing the grooves in my thigh and lifted her fingers to his mouth. “You can tie up my tender bits as long as you kiss and stroke the marks to make them all better later.”
She laughed softly and rubbed her thumb along his bottom lip. “That could be arranged, my dragon, though you don’t have to do anything you don’t like to get my mouth on you.”
I could see the image in my head. Mehen’s dark skin, his long body stretched out flat. Scales glittering in his arms and shoulders like embedded emeralds. His eyes blazing green fire. While our queen looked up at me, her hair dragging over his groin. A secretive, sensual heat in her eyes as she tied a bow around his dick.
“Done,” Mehen said immediately. “Start painting.”
4
Queen Takes A Late Christmas
(Written after Queen Takes Checkmate, set before Queen Takes Triune)
Be sure to read the freebie Princess Takes Unicorns first!
SHARA
“Um, guys?” Daire shielded his eyes against the sunlight bouncing off the snow. “Do my eyes deceive me, or is there a rhinoceros running across the lawn?”
After a leisurely ride home from Kansas City, we were headed out to visit the crow queen and her flock who’d nested in my grove. Surely he was joking, but Rik jerked me up in his arms and roared. “Intruder!”
The rest of my Blood shifted in a flurry of teeth, claws, and wings. Leviathan exploded up into the air with a belching plume of smoke. Vivian shifted into her flaming phoenix. My gryphon shrieked an ear-splitting warning. Ezra roared, Itztli howled, Daire snarled—
