Page 31 of Queen Takes More
I pressed a kiss between his dark eyes and threaded my fingers in the smaller tentacles. “Show me what you can do with these tentacles as we pass back through to the grotto.”
OKEANOS
It had to be a trap. A test that I couldn’t pass. Her request didn’t make sense otherwise.
For a moment, blinding rage swept through me. The same rage that had driven me to level as much of Undina’s nest as possible. Only this time, if I lost my queen…
I’d level the entire world. I’d destroy every human city on every coast before I’d go peacefully back to the cage.
But then her lips touched me. Voluntarily. I felt the flick of her tongue. My skin immediately absorbed her saliva, stirring a formidable hunger in me. I wanted to taste her blood through my skin. Even better if I could also taste her desire. She was so close. Open, unguarded, and unafraid.
If it was a trap…
Then so be it. I had to know. I had to feel her. Know her. As only I could.
I loosened my fierce grip on her, letting my tentacles unwind over her limbs. Her back. She sighed softly and sank deeper against my body, lying completely relaxed on my belly. Even when I carefully slipped a tentacle around her neck. Not to threaten her in any way—but I needed to know how serious she was about letting me touch her. No queen in her right mind would allow a kraken to seize her throat. Powerful or not, an Aima queen still needed air, and it would be ridiculously easy for me to snap off her head.
Yet my queen lifted her chin and allowed me to roll her over on her back on top of me. Baring her vulnerable stomach and the sweet curves of her breasts to my touch. Even when I deliberately placed a suction cup on top of her nipple, she didn’t jerk away. She didn’t rebuke me.
Her nipple hardened at my caress. She moaned softly. She didn’t fight to get away. Even as I wound around her arms and legs, pinning her carefully against me.
Her breathing quickened, but not in fear. Her bond was wide open to me. Anticipation unfurled inside her. Interest, a bit of titillation, but not dread or anxiety. Even as I hesitantly slipped the tip of my tentacle up her inner thigh.
“Can you taste me?” She whispered, rubbing the back of her head against me. “Do you feel how much I want you? Pierce me so you can taste my blood as you wished. Let me bleed on you.”
Goddess below, her words ignited the creature even more. Some of my suction cups also had tiny needles inside. I could inject a paralytic into my prey, keeping them alive while I slowly devoured them.
She absorbed that nugget from my thoughts and still didn’t jerk away from me. “I too can inject poison. I once envenomed Rik as the cobra queen and actually killed him as I feasted on his poisoned blood. As I told you before, I’m the biggest monster of all, yet he still loves me.”
:As I love you. As we all love you.:
I released dozens of tiny needles into her arms. She shivered and moaned again, arching her back in offering. I brushed those tiny needles over her breasts, and she sucked in a quick breath. Her nipples were rock hard, aching in our bond. Her desire burned like a beacon in the darkening night, as if the dissolved heat of the sun flowed up inside her. Heating her blood to a boil as drops spilled onto my sensitive skin.
Water spouted from my jets. A thick cloud of ink spilled into the water around us. The pungent scent of my glands thickened the air.
Ink. Blood. Mixing in the water. Combining on my skin. For a moment, I lost all control. In a blood frenzy, I rolled like a crocodile, thrashing the water with my ecstasy. I took her beneath the water, wrapping her tighter so I could feast on her blood directly from the salty water.
Then I tasted something even sweeter. More addictive. More powerful.
A nectar with enough power to rise Atlantis back up from its watery grave.
My queen’s desire.
I flattened the tentacle over her flesh, drinking in every drop. She wiggled against me, fighting my fierce hold on her, and something died in me.
The last fragile bit of hope I carried.
The sun sank beneath the ocean and night fell. Stark and dark and empty.
I stilled my frenzied rolling, making sure her head was up out of the water. I started to uncoil from her. She lifted her hips, moving closer to my touch. Not away. Adjusting herself until…
She cried out softly. The most wondrous sound I had ever heard in my entire life, even raised among the sirens of the deep.
I pressed that suction cup down harder on her clit. I found her nipples again, working them gently, cradling her against me as the stars came out to illuminate her skin. She groaned again, her hips undulating against me.
:I want to be filled.:
Her bond clamored inside my head, the words bouncing around like frantic birds. She’d wanted me to shift, but I didn’t feel the human form anywhere close. I’d never been able to control it.
