Page 68 of Hell's Queen

The shadow behind me moves, and a hand grabs my waist. “I’ll take it from here,” Thorne’s heavy voice comes. He’s in a stunning white suit with his white hair pulled back into a low ponytail. “My queen.” He holds out his arm, and I take it.

Ledger growls and Inarian rolls his eyes. That’s the only thing these men could agree on. They are always so overly jealous. Thorne leads me into the huge party room, and heads turn toward me.

Khazon looks up from his drink, feeling my presence. He moves from the very talkative Miya and moves next to Ozias.

“The Queen,” Ryker announces, and claps from the party come. I roll my eyes, shooting him a quick glance. My last man is in a perfectly colored suit that matches his shoulder-length pink hair. He smiles at me, flashing his sharp teeth. He’s so cute.

I love all my men.

I move to the front of the table. Multiple people are here, including the council’s families, Hollister and the fae king, and working Soul Reapers. “I would just like to say thank you all so much. You have treated us like family, taking us in and protecting us. Thank you. My family will forever be in your favor.”

Glasses are raised.

I let out a breath, feeling nervous and a bit sad. “I need a drink!”

Laughter fills the empty spaces of the room.

Hazen is the quickest, giving me what I like as the party continues. I talk to multiple people like the Grim Reaper and Thatcher, Khazon’s father. We talk about the future of working together. I tell the Grim Reaper about a plan to stop by one of the headquarters tomorrow for a needed meeting to catch the rest of the souls. He agrees.

After talking to a few people, I finally make it to Lucifer and Hades, both reeking of alcohol. They have always been like frat boys, always wanting to drink.

Lucifer places a hand on my lower back and kisses my cheek. “You have grown into a wonderful lady.”

I roll my eyes.

His eyes don’t hide the fact that he’s checking me out, but I move on without fuss.

After a while, I move through the living room and go to the bathroom. I calm down and clean myself up before moving back out the door. I hit someone as soon as I left the bathroom.

“Oh, sorry—”

Ledger backs me into the bathroom with Inarian right behind him. I have never seen them this close in a room without fighting. “Did you like his hands all over you?” Ledger asks darkly.

Who? I blink. Then it clicks. “I hope this is not you guys being jealous over a drunk flirt.”

“You didn’t stop him,” Inarian growls.

I laugh, rolling my eyes, but both stop short as Ledger grabs my throat. “You think this is fucking funny? You’re ours. Not that fuckers.”

Heat pools right between my legs. My lips part as I look up at him through my eyes. “Am I?”

His jaw tightens as he turns me around and presses me right into the sink counter. He chokes me from behind. “Do you need us to remind you?”

My eyes flicker between men. Fire and ice? The two that hate each other want to…? “Yes, actually I do.”

Ledger glances at Inarian and jerks his chin. Inarian moves, seeming to know what he is saying without words.

“On your knees,” Ledger says, and I drop right to my knees, eyes locking on his cock. His large hand wraps around his cock, rubbing himself until he is rock hard.

I lick my lips, wanting to give him a release.

But I feel hands on my hips, pulling me right onto Inarian’s icy cock. His hands push up my dress, and his finger pushes aside my thong. Before I can speak, his cock is inside of me.

A yelp escapes me.

Ledger grabs my cheek as Inarian thrusts lightly in and out of me, helping adjust me to his size. “Keep playing with us, Asura. We will have that sweet little pussy hurting.”

My core tightens.

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