“Blast us,” Nevarre panted. “As long as you come too.”
“Besides, there are plenty more Blood eager for a turn if you’re not satisfied,” Rik said.
Satisfied. What did that even mean? Sated? Satiated? I didn’t think I could ever get enough. Not of this. Them.
I didn’t have to turn my head to know Guillaume waited just outside the door with another tray. His dick as hard as the Blood inside me. Ready, eager, hopeful… But resigned.
Which broke my fucking heart.
Resigned to wait for another time. I never had enough time for everyone, especially today, when we were headed on a rescue mission as soon as Gwen got here. He would never ask. Very few of my Blood were vocally needy that way. Daire would start to pout and brat around when he was feeling needy, though not as much since Sekh joined us. Vivian got even less of my time, unless we specifically set aside time for us to be together without any of my males. She deserved better. They all did.
“You’re thinking too hard and not coming enough.” Sekh lunged up over Nevarre’s shoulder and sank his teeth into my shoulder, giving me a good shake out of my spiraling thoughts—and into my body. Reflex drove me to sink my fangs into his throat. Biting him just as hard.
He let out a window-rattling roar and sent the surge of his climax through the bonds, magnifying and transferring his pleasure to all of us. We climaxed like dominos. Not just the Blood here in bed with me but all of them. Even the ones on aerial guard duty. Spinning, spiraling, Leviathan shuddered and writhed in the air, coasting on his massive wings.
Lew’s gryphon shrieked and shot like a comet toward the ground. Though at the last second, his wings flipped out and he swept inches above the canopy.:A little warning would be nice next time, motherfucker.:
Still shuddering on top of us, Sekh laughed in the bond.:Our queen didn’t want anyone left out. Besides, even the motherfucking dragon won’t complain about climaxing with her, even if he crashed into the side of a mountain.:
Leviathan huffed out a stream of smoke.:I want to argue or bitch but this one time, the motherfucking general’s right.:
“I told you not to feed,” Rik grumbled.
“I didn’t,” Sekh replied, his eyes narrowing. “Her blood is untouched.”
Rik’s bond weighed heavier in my head, a sinking granitestatue. He didn’t like the general pushing the boundaries he set. Especially when he was trying to protect my reserves. They could argue over semantics, but the crux of his order had been to protect my blood. Which was now spilled. Of course, I could call it back to me, but it was the fucking point.
Sekh didn’t much like anyone bossing him around, though he’d tolerate Rik’s commands simply because he was my alpha. But it wouldn’t hurt to reinforce the hierarchy a little every once in a while. Especially with the formidable stone general.
So I fucking bit him again. And again. As hard and messy as I could with Nevarre between us. Making Sekh roar again, twitching, coming, numerous times. Then I locked my mouth on the largest wound and pulled. Hard. Sucking him down, opening my throat to take as much of his blood as possible without bothering to swallow. The same as I’d done when he first came to me as the stone sphinx.
Reminding him of what he thought would be impossible.
Icoulddrain him. Again. Like I’d done to heal Thierry.
Sekh convulsed on top of us, his eyes rolling back in his head. His arms twitched. He groaned. His eyes flickered, his hands scrambling against the bed. His fingers lengthened, talons sprouting from lion paws.
:Don’t tear up the bed or I’ll fucking bite you again,:I warned him.
“Heard,” he gasped out, mixed with ragged laughter. “Your Majesty.”
5
SHARA
Iwas still getting dressed when I felt Gwen enter my nest with her Blood. Guillaume had gone to greet them, so I didn’t feel too bad about not being there myself. But if I hurried, I could meet her at the door.
Rik gripped my shoulders and leaned down to level a hard glare at me. “My queen never hurries. Not for anyone.” Then his face softened, and he lightly brushed his lips against mine. “Thank you.”
I leaned against him, curling my arms around his neck. Though I wouldn’t have been able to reach if he wasn’t already leaning down close to me. “Always, my alpha. You have my back, and I have yours.”
He straightened, lifting me off my feet since I kept my grip around his neck. I dangled like a kitten against him, relishing his size and power. Even without feeding, he was pumped up, his bulging muscles veined and ripped. His palms were so massive he could palm my head like a basketball. Not that he ever would.
My hair hung to the floor and then some, sweeping like a giant wedding train that curled around furniture legs andpeople if I wasn’t paying attention. If we were going to get messy today, I really needed to corral the crazy long tresses into something more manageable. Focusing, I willed my hair to coil and twist into a tidy—yet huge—bun at the base of my neck. Then I mentally whispered with extra emphasis,“Stay.”
Hopefully it would hold even if I got distracted.
Rik scooped me up, cradling me in one beefy arm so I was perched against him rather than dangling, and headed for the stairs. I didn’t need to be carried, but sometimes it was nice. Especially when I knew what it meant to him. The special closeness we had, reinforced with the little demonstration I’d given to Sekh earlier.
