Page 107 of Savage Queen (Blood Empire 3)

Well played, Little Queen.But I want more. Grabbing a handful of hair, I hold her still as I start to vigorously fuck her throat. “Yes,” I moan, tossing my head back as I thrust into her warmth.

Queenie isn’t having it. Her nails drag down my thighs, and she bites down on my fucking dick.

“What the fuck?” I snarl.

“You’re a real fucking idiot if you think I’m gonna just sit here like a good little girl.” She grins up at me. “Now, on your back, Beastie Boy. Queenie wants to go for a ride.”

Like fuck I’m gonna just lay down and let her take me. And because I’m not complying with her demand, she trips me, sending me crashing down to the floor. The blood splashes as my back meets it, and Queenie is on me in seconds. Before I’m even able to process what the fuck just happened, she’s hovering above me, my cock lined up with her pussy, and she impales herself on my cock.

“Queenie!” I roar. Fuck, that feels good.

She rides me hard and fast. Nails clawing up my chest, and I hiss, loving the bite of pain.

“That’s it. Take it like a good little bitch,” she pants, smirking down at me. Her tits sway with every snap of her hips.

I’m no one’s fucking bitch.With a savage growl, I grip her waist, and flip us so that she’s the one on her back in the puddle of blood. Grabbing her hands, I pin them above her head with a growl, then start to rut into her. My hips slap against her ass, the blood and her wet pussy making things glide in easily.

“That’s it, Little Queen.” I grunt as she tosses her head back, screaming her sounds of pleasure. “Choke my fucking cock like a good little bitch.” I repeat her words with a smirk.

My body is on fire, my need to breed this woman is crazy. I want to live inside her, fill her up with my cum over and over again until she fucking drowns in it.

Knowing Queenie, she didn’t like being called that. I watch as her eyes snap open, and she lets out a growl. Before I have time to stop it, she is lifting her head up and fucking smashing it into my face.

“Fuck!” I roar, letting go of her hands to cover my nose that is now gushing blood.

“You're just asking to die, aren’t you?” she sneers, lunging forward and getting me on my back again.

We stare at each other for a moment before all hell breaks loose. We roll around the floor, each of us only getting a few moments to fuck the other before we are fighting for dominance once again.

As much as I would love for her to bend to my will, this is some of the best sex I could ever imagine.

I’m gonna cum soon, so I flip her once more, making me on top again. I know she’s close. I can feel her pussy fluttering around me, her breathing frantic, eyes wild.

Reaching down I play with her clit, getting a few extra moans. Feeling my balls draw up, I get ready to fill her with my seed.

But Queenie always has to have the last word, doesn't she? “Cum for me, Beast!” she demands. I’m about to tell her no, but she grabs her dagger that fell onto the floor nearby and rams it into my thigh.

I roar in pain, but also in pleasure as my orgasm takes over. My cock jerks violently as jets of hot cum fill her core while she screams my name, clamping down tight around me as her own release takes over.

Her back arches off the floor, her body convulsing as her orgasm rips through her.

My chest is heaving, my leg is throbbing, and even though I just came, I’ve never been so damn turned on.

“Wanna go again?” she rasps. “This time I bet I can get you to scream my name.”

I give her a wolfish smile. “Game on, my Little Queen. May the best player win.”

As much as I say I won’t bend to anyone, I’d walk on glass for this woman. So, for the next hour we fuck like the savages we are, covered in a dead man’s blood and loving every moment of it.

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