Page 188 of Hell Fae King
Her breasts met my chest as she inhaled sharply, her cheeks reddening. “Okay.”
“Okay what?” I asked when she didn’t say anything else.
“You can do whatever you want to me.” She cocked her head. “I have a safe word. But I don’t think I’ll need to use it.”
“Oh?”
She gave me a sexy little smile that sent a fresh stroke of sizzling fire through my veins. “I can handle you, Typhos Lucifer.”
Apparently, our queen is ready,I thought at Melek, recalling our conversation about waiting.
I think we are all ready, my king,he returned.But I’ll save the rope play for coronation night.
Mmm, red silk…
That is what I promised you,he replied.
The way Camillia’s blush deepened even more told me she’d either understood our mental conversation or was perhaps being enlightened by Melek.
Either way, it had me very eager to play.
However, I’d introduce her slowly. She’d claimed she could take me—and I believed her—but that didn’t mean I’d rush this between us.
I wanted to make it memorable for us both.
A king taking his queen.
Claiming his mate.
And joining their souls in the most intimate of ways.
I reached for her hand—the one at her side, not the one against my chest—and took the death stone from her. “Warden,” I said while holding Camillia’s gaze. “Can you find a safe place to put our prisoner?”
He stepped up to my side and held out a hand. “I think I know who to ask for advice.”
Zenaida, I heard him think.
I nodded and set the stone in his palm. “Can you go with him, Azazel?” Zenaida would never hurt Ajax. But I preferred the pair to travel together, especially when visiting the powerful Fortune Fae Omega.
“Trying to keep Cami to yourself?” Azazel asked. “Because she’sours, Typhos. You have to share.”
I glanced at him, amusement touching my chest. “I can share. However, you’ve all played with her for months. It’s my turn.”
“It’s not our fault you took so long to claim her,” he pointed out. “So you can have her tonight. But she’s ours in the morning.”
His tone told me this wasn’t a negotiation.
Unfortunately for him, I didn’t care. So all I said was “We’ll see.”
Then I grabbed Camillia and whisked her to our suite in the palace before anyone could stop me.
My love,Melek murmured.Would you like me to play emissary here for a bit? Make sure the Strigoi and others are all right?
Yes,I replied, my forehead falling to Camillia’s as I closed my eyes.But join us after. I’ll have our queen wet and ready to be fucked by then.
Amusement mingled with intrigue as Melek whispered,Enjoy, my king.
Oh, I will, little prince,I promised.And so will Camillia…
