Page 774 of Hell Hath No Fury
I shoved her legs apart and she dragged her dress higher for me, revealing the deep bronze colour of her legs and the white silk panties between her thighs. I gripped her knees, spreading her legs even wider for me and watching her face as I hunted for a blush, a prize for me to claim. But she stared right back at me instead, no shame or fluster there, just a heated lust which burned right through my chest.
The knowing in her eyes left me raw, even my own royal Seer had never made me feel like they were the keeper of my destiny. My life was already intertwined with hers, and she had experienced us through visions before I had even begun to know her. But there was endless time for me to know it all, and I was going to let her guide me into this madness, even if it led me down a doomed path, because whether she was a trickster or not, I was too far under her spell to turn back now.
My cock was throbbing, blood leaving my brain far behind as I fell into the animal within me, and let my basest desires take over.
I released her knees, taking hold of her panties and tearing them clean off of her, but she didn’t gasp like I expected, her legs hooking over my shoulders instead and her heels digging into my back in a demand.
“I will find something that makes you blush,” I said determinedly.
“I canseeeverything you want to do to me. Try being less predictable, Hail,” she taunted, and I growled, nipping her inner thigh which only made her moan for me.
Her legs wrapped tighter around me and I tasted her pussy in one long stroke of my tongue, her hips rising to give me full access to her. The moment my tongue dragged over her clit and she released a moan that coloured the air fucking beautifully, my obsession deepened to something all-consuming. A thing Idoubted I would ever return from, and I sure as hell had no mind to.
I slid my hand under her ass, clasping hard and holding her where I wanted her as I drove my tongue against her pretty flesh, lapping at her clit, her hips rocking in time with my mouth to a seductive rhythm. I was so hard, I was dying to be inside her, but I wasn’t going to take her yet. No, I would build up to that, enjoy her in every way I could, and have her begging for me to fuck her before I was done playing this game.
She was mine now, and I knew the pleasure that could be had from delayed gratification. The anticipation would nearly kill us before I gave in.
“Say my name when you come,” I commanded. “Say it in that entitled tone you keep using every time you speak it. And when you’re done, I want you to call me your king and renounce all loyalty to your emperor.” I looked up at her as I waited for her to agree, my mouth wet with her arousal as her heels dug harder into my back in a demand for more.
I was asking a hell of a lot here, to release all loyalty to her empire and pledge herself to me. But if her gift of The Sight was as great as she claimed, then she would haveseenthat future already, she would know I would demand this. I had to for Solaria, but it was deeper than that, a trait of my Order, but a simple fact of my very essence too. Like Dragons, Hydras were possessive, but there were differences too. My most coveted treasures were few and far between, but when chosen, they were placed upon a pedestal and nourished with all I had to give. The Palace of Souls was one of them, a home I had poured magic into that came from the root of my being and beyond. The Imperial Star was the second, and Merissa would be my third and final treasure. The most hallowed of all, and the one I would cherish the most. But that did not mean to say she would be safe with me. There was no guarantee of that, because when the darknesscame for me again, I could not control what pain I delivered to the world. Her included.
“I will say it,” she agreed, and excitement flashed through me. “But only if you call me your queen and vow you will never bed another Fae again but me.”
My eyebrows arched at that and I tasted my lips, hungering for more of her, this woman who I had known less than an hour and who already had me on my knees worshipping her.
It was surprisingly easy to agree to her wishes, the thought of claiming any other Fae but her already unappealing. It made me wonder if she would be the making or the end of me. Only time would tell.
“My queen.” I bowed my head, hearing her inhale just a little like the stars hadn’t been sure of what my answer might be to that. “There will be no one else.”
“Have me,” she said, and I needed no more encouragement than that.
I reared forward, sucking her clit before driving two fingers into the burning heat of her, her pussy clamping tight around them as she started to come for me. I pumped them in time with the fast strokes of my tongue, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy and groaning as she fell for me. Her hips bucked and her moans grew louder and louder, wrapping around me and setting my soul alight.
“Hail,” she moaned, making my cock ache for her.
Her thighs clamped tight around my head, and I smiled against her skin, kissing and sucking more gently as I prolonged her pleasure. She finally released me, slumping back in her seat and pushing her dress down as I stood, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I grinned savagely.
She panted in her seat, a smile gracing her lips as I rested my hand on the wall above her and arched a brow. “And the rest,” I prompted.
Her throat bobbed, but her eyes glinted with smugness like she had won some prize here. It was entirely the other way around though, and I had to fear what she might think when she really got to know me. Would she regret her choice to stay the second she saw my true nature?
“I claim you as my king,” she said breathlessly.
“And?” I pushed, leaning right over her as I rested my other hand above her too, gripping the wood to steady myself against the jolts and bumps of the carriage.
“And I will make a wonderful queen,” she said, leaning forward and caressing the length of me through my pants, making my thoughts scatter. A villainous look gripped my face, victory sizzling through my veins and feeling far superior to any battle I had ever won. Though I was half aware she had not actually renounced her loyalty to the emperor. I would ensure she did so soon.
Before I could get carried away with how good her hand felt on my cock, I moved to sit opposite her, admiring her as she turned her gaze out the window, my lust for her sharp and demanding. Though that was all part of the enjoyment. I would deny myself of her as long as I could hold out.
I slid my father’s ring off my finger and rolled it over in my palm, the Hydra etched into the gold a reminder of the monster in me that had also lived in him. I leaned forward, taking her left hand and moving to slide it onto her ring finger to seal this deal between us, but my way was blocked by a band of silver. The other ring held a surname which curved under a crest, setting off a bell of familiarity in my head.
“What the fuck is this?” I growled and Merissa tugged her hand out of my grip, her features pinching. “Are you married?”
Did she already belong to another man? Was I stealing her away from some poor fucker who had no idea of the miserablefate I was about to secure for him? She was mine regardless, I would find a way to deal with it.
“Betrothed,” she said quickly, and I ran my tongue across my teeth.
“I shall have it dissolved.”
