Page 66 of Queen of Hell

“Like this?” I ask her. I tighten my grip on Kenzi’s hip as I fuck her, every thrust pushing her into Poppy, her moans muffled with her face in Poppy’s pussy.

“Gods, yes!” Poppy cries out as her eyes find their way back to me. “Fuck! Please, daddy, I’m so close!”

“Then watch me, Little one,” I tell her as I loosen my grip on Kenzi’s hair and bring my hand round to play with her clit. “Watch me fuck our Queen as you come on her face.”

Poppy’s grip tightens in Kenzi’s hair as her mouth falls open on a strangled moan, her eyes moving up and down my body as she watches me pound into Kenzi. I can feel Kenzi clenching down on my cock with each thrust, she’s close, so I slow my movements causing her to whimper.

“I want you to come with Poppy’s orgasm on your lips, baby,” I tell her as I continue to push into her slowly. “Give our princess what she needs so I can give you what you need.”

I watch as she pushes a third finger into Poppy and starts up a punishing pace as she sucks on her clit. I start to pound into her once again, my fingers going back to rub her clit. Poppy’s eyes fall closed as her head falls back onto the bed, unable to hold herself up any longer. She writhes against Kenzi as she moans and pleads for release.

“That’s it, Little One. Come for your Queen,” I tell her and, as if she was waiting for my permission first, she does, Kenzi’s name leaving her mouth on a strangled moan.

Kenzi slows her movements, drawing out every last spasm as she laps up Poppy’s release, and I move my hand up her stomach to lift her against my chest. I turn her head and claim her mouth, growling at their combined taste as my tongue wrestles with hers. I bring my hand up to her throat turning her head to make her watch Poppy, still twitching with the aftershocks of her release. Her eyes are hooded as she looks up at us from her position on the bed, her chest heaving as she comes down from the high of her orgasm.

“You did such a good job, baby. Look at how perfect our princess looks laid out on the bed, naked and exhausted from her orgasms.”

“Please, Xave,” she moans as she pushes into me, begging for her own release.

“Do you want to come, baby?” I ask her, chuckling darkly as she nods her head. “Then ask nicely.”

“Please, Xave. Please can I come?” She asks as I continue to thrust into her slowly.

“Oh, don’t ask me, baby. I think you need to ask our princess,” I tell her with a smirk. “I’m sure if you beg really nicely she’ll let me give you the release you’re so desperately craving.”

“Please, Angel,” she whimpers, “Please let Xave make me come.”

Poppy looks up at me with a questioning look in her eyes and I smile, giving her a small nod.

“Make her come, daddy,” she says with a small smile. “I want to watch her come for you.”

“Whatever our princess wants,” I say, smiling down at her. “Play with your clit, baby. I’ll give you what you need,” I tell Kenzi as I start to move inside her. She moans when her fingers find her clit and start to circle it.

My grip on her throat tightens as I pound into her; needy whimpers fall from her mouth as she clenches down on my cock.

“That’s it, baby, come for me,” I growl into her ear as I loosen my grip on her throat and she comes, my name a hoarse cry on her lips as her pussy clenches around my cock.

I wrap my arm around her waist to hold her up and latch my mouth onto her neck as I pound into her, sucking hard over the fluttering pulse, leaving my mark on her skin as I come, growling as I fill her with my release and she moans as her eyes fall closed.

I pull out of her slowly and she whimpers at the loss of contact. I pick her up placing her on the bed next to Poppy. She immediately curls herself around her, throwing an arm around her waist as she presses a kiss to her head, making me smile.

I stand and make my way to the bathroom, grabbing a couple of washcloths and wetting them before going back to my girls. I kneel down, pressing a washcloth to Poppy, cleaning her before grabbing the other one to do the same to Kenzi. When I’m done I throw our discarded clothes and the washcloths into the laundry before making my way back to the bed.

Both of them are still in the same position, Poppy’s already asleep, so I pull down the blanket before picking her up to place her in the middle of the bed. She rolls over onto her side but doesn’t stir, so I make my way back to Kenzi and lift her into my arms. She stirs as I place her down next to our princess, her eyes opening to look up at me.

“Xave, what are you doing?” She asks me with a small smile.

“I’m putting my girls to bed,” I tell her as I pull the blanket up to cover them both.

“But we need to talk about what happened tonight,” she says as she closes her eyes and turns to snuggle into Poppy.

“We’ll deal with everything in the morning, baby,” I say as I make my way round the bed and climb under the covers, curling myself around Poppy’s back and throwing an arm over them both. “Now get some sleep, we’re all exhausted,” I tell her as my eyes grow heavy and I drift off to sleep surrounded by the scent of my girls.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

CLAYTON

Iturn off the car and look down at the message I received from Kenzi this morning.

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