Page 16 of Queen Takes More
Exactly what he wanted.
Itztli’s fingers moved to the button on my jeans. I closed my fingers over his, stilling his movements.
“Slowly,” I whispered, tipping my head to the side in invitation. “Give him a good show.”
He stepped closer to my back, pressing the heat of his upper body against me. I let out a rumbling purr of pleasure and nestled deeper into his arms, making sure to rub my ass up good and tight against his dick. He dipped his head and kissed the side of my neck, his lips soft and gentle as he roamed up toward my ear. Goose bumps raced down my arms, making me shiver.
He lingered on the hollow behind my ear, licking my skin and lightly sucking on that spot. My knees trembled, and he caught me up fully against him, one big arm wrapped around my waist, his other around my upper body so he could palm my breast. He rubbed and squeezed me gently, using his fingers to scissor around my nipple.
Heat pooled in my abdomen and I rocked against him. I arched my neck to the other side, inviting his mouth to torment the opposite side of my neck. Though instead of soft kisses, this time he scratched his fangs teasingly down my throat. He worked the muscle that ran across the top of my shoulder, gripping me with his teeth like a jaguar will hold his mate.
“Yes,” I whispered, encouraging him to sink his fangs in me. I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel his hunger surging through our bond. His power rising as my blood filled his mouth.
But first, he tugged on the button of my jeans, and this time, I let him.
He hooked his thumbs in the waistband and with agonizing slowness, he worked the tight denim down my hips. Dropping to his knees behind me, he licked a leisurely path down my back. He kissed the delicate hollows on either side at the base of my spine as he helped me step out of my jeans.
Nuzzling my buttocks, he pressed his tongue deep between my cheeks, pushing me forward. I grabbed Tlacel’s shoulders, bracing myself as Itztli dipped lower and tasted my cream. Spreading heat and moisture through my entire body, he dragged his tongue back up my crack. Down again, nudging me harder, until I held onto his brother’s shoulders for dear life.
Which put my breasts closer to Tlacel’s face. He leaned in as much as he could, desperate to touch me any way he could, even while he was bound. His mouth burned on my skin, hot and desperate, his fangs sharp and throbbing in our bond, but I wasn’t ready to let him feed yet. The taste of my blood had made him come before, and we’d only just begun the delicious torment.
I fisted my fingers in his hair and jerked his head back. “No fangs. Not yet.”
His chest heaved, his face flushed, but he nodded. “Yes, my queen.”
I dropped down to my knees before him and he trembled in the ropes. His cock strained to reach me, its head dark purple and leaking fluid. “How long can you endure my mouth while your brother fucks me?”
Another tremor shook him, his voice ragged as he said, “As long as it takes, my queen.”
TLACEL
I’d dreamed of being helpless for our queen. Tied up. Unable to move. I’d fantasized about her making me watch while she fucked another Blood. Even my brother.
But never in a million years had I dared imagine that she’d include me like this. That she’d embrace my need—and still want to touch me. Still want…me. At all.
Yet here my powerful, gorgeous queen knelt in front of me, leaning down low so she could lick the tip of my dick.
She could have ordered her alpha to please her. Or one of the other men, all larger than life and bolder than me. Even silent Xin or easy-going Nevarre would have been a better choice than me. At least that’s what my brain tried to tell me.
Though it was fucking hard to think with my queen’s mouth tormenting me.
She hummed with my dick on her tongue, nearly blowing the top of my skull off, and Itztli hadn’t even thrust inside her yet. He was too busy worshipping our queen’s ass to care about my torment. Gripping her hips, he lifted her knees up off the floor so he could get his tongue deeper inside her.
The deeper he worked his tongue…
The harder she sucked me.
Her fangs were hard and cold against my flesh, sliding perilously over my tender skin. The silent threat made me shudder, my muscles aching with strain. A vicious cramp tore through my thigh. Groaning, I tried to twist my wrists to gain even a centimeter of space, but the headless knight knew his way around ropes as well as he knew his many blades. I couldn’t even rip my skin open and use blood as a lubricant to loosen the bindings.
All I could do was kneel there and shudder and hope that the sounds I made didn’t drive our queen away to one of her more dominant Blood.
She came up for air and seized my face in both hands, her fingers digging into my cheeks. Her eyes gleamed with a furious glint that made my heart stutter in my chest. “The only dominant Blood I need is my alpha, and if I wanted to tie Rik up and torment him like this, he’d let me. In a heartbeat. Because he loves me, and I love him. So why should it be any different for you?”
My chest heaved, my heart too heavy in my chest. I couldn’t breathe. But somehow, I forced the words out. “It’d be different ifyouwanted it.”
“What makes you think I don’t want this? That I don’t want you?”
I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t form the words. Her bond swelled inside my head, spilling over with a wealth of emotions and the brutal, naked truth. She loved the fuzzy look in my eyes. Every time I whimpered or cried out, her clit throbbed. And when she thought of sinking her fangs into me… pleasure shimmered in her.
