Page 63 of Hell's Queen

After a moment, the numbers in one of the columns stop, making me stand on my feet. Pain radiates in my leg, making me shake and wobble off balance. Ledger grabs my hips to steady me. Tears flood my eyes as one keeps climbing and climbing until it stops well over the other.

“This just in…” the lady says. “The halfling Asura Beelzebub will stay the Queen of Hell until the end of her reign. Congratulations, my queen.”

A cold wave washes over me as screams of joy fill the air. My eyes tear up, and a sob leaves my lips as my arms hug me. I never wanted this, but the idea of being without me broke me. Now, I have a thousand people believing in me.

Hazen spends minutes rubbing my body with lotion. It feels so lovely, especially for the pain. I feel relaxed with Evara and Draco away, but Circe was still on the run, and I would know if she stepped foot in Hell because of Agnus’s detection magic. There’s a knock on my bedroom door—we are staying at Hade’s, hoping no one fucking attacks us again with a Hell Storm.

The door opens, and Thorne pops in. He looks weak, telling me he is ready for his next feeding. He closes the door behind him, looking at Hazen and Jigsaw, who keep me company in my room.

I stand, holding out my hand for him. “Are you leaving tonight?”

He nods. “We will find a few vampires that still side with Draco. I want them all gone from existence.” I nod as he sits next to me on the bed. Slowly, I climb into his lap. He wraps his arms around me, looking up. “You look amazing, my queen.”

I roll my eyes. “That’s because you’re hungry.”

“I’ll be back in the morning. Hazen wants to go to a vampire show and some fantasy movie.”

“You have a lot to learn.” I smile, cupping his cheek. He looks ten times better than he did that one day.

He leans forward, and I extend my neck. Watchful eyes burn into me as he sinks his fangs into me. I gasp, stiffening. Quickly the gasp is replaced with a moan as the burning turns into pleasure.

My core melts between my legs as I close my eyes. My hips move slightly to look for a release from this high. I want nothing more than to have him take me away and fuck me.

But I knew he wanted to leave.

Yet his cock hardens against my core, making me grind more.

His fingers dig into my hips as he moves, but his fangs retract, and his tongue begins lapping up the blood. He doesn’t need much, and I keep him fed regularly now.

Pulling back, I capture his lips, tasting iron.

He pulls me into a deep thrust before pulling back with a sigh. “I have to go. I’ll have you in the morning, okay, baby?”

Absentmindedly, I just nod, head spinning with lust.

Thorne stands, holding me in his arms before setting me on the bed. “Finish her for me.”

I blink at his words, remembering I have two handsome hellhounds in my room. Thorne disappears into the shadows, and I pull Hazen into a deep kiss.

“Who knew biting would be your kink?” Jigsaw says with a laugh.

“Spit, too,” I mutter, pulling off Hazen’s shirt and running a hand over his abs. He shivers at my touch, diving for more kisses.

Jigsaw pulls a chair right in front of the bed, sitting.

“Are you not joining?”

He cocks a brow. “If my sweat even touches Hazen, he will burn.”

“Go on the bottom,” Hazen suggests, and it will work.

“You are the bottom here, and I’m not. I’m taking her ass tonight.”

My eyes widen. He really wants to do that. Curse Thorne for getting me turned on. I stand, removing my shirt and pants quickly. Then I sit on the edge of the bed, lifting my feet to rest on his thighs before I start running my fingers through my pussy. Jigsaw’s lime eyes drop to my pussy and stay on it.

My head drops back, pulling Hazen into a kiss. Then I feel his hand begin rubbing my clit. A moan escapes me as I let him play with my pussy.

They work magic, making my legs shake with each thumbing of my clit.

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