Page 77 of Savage Queen (Blood Empire 3)

Biting his lip hard, I make him grunt, tasting blood again.

“Do you need to cum?” I ask him, running my hands up his chest, breaking apart to trail my fingertips up his arms.

“Yes, inside you. Let me fill you up,” he requests.

“I’d like that very much.”

I start to ride him again, but find myself growing tired. I’m not in the same shape I was before these men came into my life. I think I might need to re-think the‘minimum number of orgasm rule’because I don’t think I’ll be making it past two tonight.

Dean bends his legs, putting his feet on the bed. He starts to thrust up into me, meeting my every bounce.

I should chew him out for taking control, but it feels so fucking good.

He lets out a frustrated curse. “I need to fuck you, Queenie. Please?”

“No,” I tell him.

“Let me out of these cuffs,” he growls, and his defiant mood wakes me up a little.

“No,” I repeat. He hasn’t used his safe word, so I don’t do what he asks. Instead, I wrap my hand around his neck and start to fuck him hard, slamming myself down on him again and again.

“Don’t tell me what to fucking do, Dean. You are not in control, I am.” My clit is sensitive from the last orgasm, and every time I roll my hips it rubs against Dean’s pubic bone, putting me on track for another climax.

“So no, you can’t fuck me. I’m fucking you. I tell you when to cum. Do you need to cum?”

“Yes,” he snaps, and I grip his throat harder.

“Ask me nicely.”

“Please, Queenie, let me cum. Let my fat cock fill you up with every drop of my seed until it drips out of your sloppy cunt.”

Well, fuck me, Dean’s dirty talk has me all kinds of horny.

“Cum for me, Dean,” I demand, slamming down on him one last time as he thrusts up in me. He roars out his release as I do mine. My pussy is pulsing around him as his cock twitches inside me. I feel hot cum coat my insides, making me cum harder.

After we're done, I lay on his chest, our breathing the only sound in the room.

I’ve done my job, and I’m okay to go back and let Harlow take over. I know she’s going to let me out again soon, and I can wait.

“It’s time for me to go, love,” I tell Dean, removing his blindfold.

“Thank you,” he smiles.

“I’m always here to give you that break you need.”

Harlow

“YOU KNOW... THE BESTpart of coming back in control of my body after Queenie fucks one of you is the post sex bliss,” I tell the sexy man under me. His cock is still inside me, and I can feel his cum leaking out.

He grins. “Welcome back, my love.”

“Hi,” I giggle, moving to take the cuffs off. Once he's free, Dean wraps me up in his arms.

“Are you tired?” he asks me, kissing my cheek as he rolls me onto my back.

“For you? Never.”

His grin is predatory, sending a shiver down my spine. “Just the words I wanted to hear,” he says, his cock growing hard inside me. “You may not want a baby, and right now is not the time for one. But it doesn't mean I can't enjoy practicing.”

I moan as he starts to fuck me into the bed. We do this for the next hour until we're both nothing but jelly and fall asleep wrapped up in each other's arms.

Maybe this new way of life with Queenie won't be so hard after all. I’m finding that I quite like just being Harlow for once.

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