“I wanted to change the world, not be queen.”
“Those go hand in hand.”
She slipped her hand into mine and squeezed. I squeezed hers back. It had become a common thing for Izzy and one or more of us guys, this small gesture of support when she couldn’t show her uncertainty and overwhelm.
I couldn’t help myself; I leaned closer and whispered, “be a good girl and you’ll get a reward later.” I’d been experimenting with being… playful, a little less uptight about… everything.
Izzy eyed me with a half-grin before her gaze returned to the crowd and her lips to the wide smile she wore for everyone else.
“Oh?” she whispered back. “What kind?”
“The kind that’ll make you scream and make a certain shifter very uncomfortable unless he joins us.”
Izzy’s giggle was very un-queen-like.
We arrived at the arena and were whisked away through corridors to a staging room where we waited to go out. Here, it was just Izzy and us guys and Olinara, who was our master of ceremonies for these events.
“How long do I have?” Izzy asked while sipping some water.
“A few minutes, Lhorine will give her speech, then you’re on,” Olinara answered.
“Enough time to put a flush on my cheeks?”
Olinara seemed confused at the question before Izzy tilted her head towards us men with a significant look.”
“Oh,” Olinara sighed. “Really? Now?”
“Weren’t you the one who said something about how I’ll have to find intimacy in the rare moments when I can find it?”
“I regret that wording now.” Izzy’s grandmother shook her head, then sighed again. “Fine, but only one of them, and a hand-job only, no penises, you horny slut.”
“Takes one to know one,” Izzy said over her shoulder to her grandmother, who nodded at the veracity of that statement. Then Izzy turned to me, looping her arms around my neck and pulling me down for a kiss.
“Reward time,” she whispered.
When I hiked up her dress, I found a distinct lack of underwear.
“Did you plan this?” I asked, my hand cupping her core.
“Hmmm, harder, and no, this dress is heavy and it’s warm and I wanted my lady bits to breathe. Anything else is a happy accident.” She ground herself against my palm. I slid a finger along her slit and it came away wet.
“Fucking hell,” Myel hissed. “Not this again.”
“Let me help with that,” Rook said, kneeling before the shifter and opening his fly to swallow down his hard erection.
“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Izzy purred, watching them while I worked her with my hand. “Hmm, fuck, yes!”
Olinara turned her back, checking outside. But I’d caught a smile on the nymph’s face before she did. It made me wonder how horny the previous true queen had been.
With Izzy and Myel both feeling each other’s bliss, it didn’t take long before she was coming on my hand and he was emptying himself into Rook’s mouth.
“And… time,” Olinara called. “You ready?”
Izzy gave a giggle as she pushed her skirt down. She definitely had a heady blush on her cheeks now.
“Yup!” she said, popping the “p.” Olinara quickly checked her over and adjusted a few minor things, then ushered us out.
“Maybe,” Izzy said as we made our way toward the podium at the center of the arena, “I could get used to the perks of being queen.”
