Page 2 of Queen Takes Sunfires 2
The heavy, rhythmic sound of flesh pounding flesh increased in intensity. Ra’s grunts deepened, filled with rage at the interruption, but also determined to finish.
The woman beneath him didn’t make a sound, even as the god bellowed with release and jerked up to his feet, seething with fury. “How dare you interrupt me?”
Bowing even lower, the vizier hurriedly replied, “It’s Huitzilopochtli, Your Imperial Majesty. He has the witch.”
Thewitch. Now that was interesting. Perhaps it was a slip of the tongue, but the vizier was a crafty old buzzard. The name wasn’t familiar to me, but even I had to admit awe at some of the long games Ra had been playing in his strategies. It was highly possible that one of those hooks he’d baited centuries ago had finally come to fruition.
Another woman to suffer in Heliopolis. Grim. Horrible. But I couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of relief. Perhaps our queen would be spared. As the only surviving queen left…
The god’s goal of siring a solar queen of his own consumed him. Our queen bore the brunt of his nearly constant, brutal attention.
Without even looking down at the woman he’d fucked so savagely, Ra stepped up out of the sunken sleeping area. For a moment, the god filled my vision. A molten golden giant, dwarfing even Goliath, the largest soldier he’d resurrected. Perfect symmetry and beauty in shape and form, with an utterly vile personality and rotten heart hidden within.
I hated him. Rage licked inside me with the burning intensity of a thousand of Ra’s brutal suns.
“Take her back to her chamber,” Ra ordered as he strode past me, still fully erect despite devoting his full attention to his queen for days. Maybe longer. Time passed strangely here. “I’m finished with her.”
If I had eyes in my dead sockets, I would have closed them a second, trying to contain the blazing emotion threatening to erupt. One slip of the tongue, and we’d all be dead. Then who would protect her?
Though there was honestly very little that we could do to actually shield her. We did what we could. We kept Sepdet and Aurelian away from her unless forced otherwise. We stirred the seething cesspool of sunfire rage so that they were always fighting for their freedom. That kept most of the Soldiers of Light busy, and even Ra sometimes. But there was little we could do to keep the god from ravaging her when he was present in Heliopolis, which was damned near constantly now.
“We hear and obey, Your Imperial Majesty,” I finally said, bowing formally.
But the god was already gone, eager to see this new woman who’d been brought to him. Goddess have mercy on her soul.
Avoiding the cushions and pillows scattered across the floor, I carefully made my way to her side. Afraid to look upon her and see the damage he’d done—but also compelled to know every pain as my own. So I could make him pay retribution for every scratch or bruise or burn.
She stared to the side, eyes glassy and dead. Cold. She didn’t stir as I squatted beside her. I dragged a golden cloth up over her body, shielding her from the other soldier I didn’t trust. Nothing appeared to be wrong with her body outwardly, but I couldn’t see what might be damaged internally. The god was the size of a giant with a cock to match. He never tired and was never satisfied. He’d certainly fucked other women to death before.
My hand trembled as I brushed damp hair off her cheek. I strained to hear a breath. To see the faint rise and fall of her chest. But she didn’t move.
I hesitated to touch her more, especially without her being aware. She had endured so much already. The last kernel of honor I carried in my heart would shrivel up and die if she looked upon me with fear and hatred.
“Your Majesty?”
My sunfire crackled with urgency, snaking out past my hand. Distracted by my own worry, I was a split second too late in controlling it.:Stop!:
Ignoring me, it rippled up her arm like wildfire. Through it, I could sense her injuries. The cracked ribs from Ra’s embrace. The swelling and tearing from his brutal assault. Horrible—but not worse than other times he’d taken his pleasure in her body. Not enough to kill her.
I sank deeper into her, desperately eager to touch her, even through the sunfire. To know her inside and out. She was there, somewhere. Retreated to a place of safety. Hidden where no one could ever find her or hurt her again.
I saw rows of olive trees dotting a gentle rolling hill. A charming white house with mountains in the distance. No people, though. And as I stepped through the doorway, the house disintegrated into a smoky pile of rubble. Something whispered to me through the smoke, drawing me deeper to a cellar in the ruins. A blackened tiny room, bolted against the world.
The sunfire touched the stone and it crumbled away. A rusted-out bed was the only thing that remained, surrounded by the fallen-down house. Golden-red hair glowed in the shadowed gloom beneath the bed. I didn’t try to touch her or draw her out for fear of damaging her further, though I yearned to crawl into the darkness with her so she wasn’t alone.
“You touched her,” Galerius said, his voice shaking. “With your sunfire. And it didn’t burn her.”
His words registered in my head, and on one level, I was already running through scenarios of whether I dared to kill him now, or if his death would serve a higher purpose at a later date. I’d managed to keep that little tidbit a secret for a very long time, and I couldn’t allow word to spread.
Ra might suspect what it meant. If his creatures that were bred to blaze and torture his captives didn’t actually hurt his current queen…
There had to be a reason. One that would cause my head to roll.
But on another, deeper level, I was still in the small dark room with her. I was still in her body, sensing her thready, weak pulse and cooling body temperature. Outwardly, she appeared dead. I was afraid that she had withdrawn so deeply into her private thoughts to escape Ra’s attentions that her body might truly die.
If my awareness hadn’t been still hovering inside her, watching so closely, I doubted that I would have noticed the small spark at all. But I felt that minuscule energy change inside her, like the faintest brush of angel’s wings. I knew what it meant.
I didn’t know if she could hear me through the sunfire or not, but I sent my whispered thoughts beneath the bed where she hid.:Stay hidden. Stay safe.:
