Page 22 of Of Brides Of Queens

“On your hands and knees, maiden,” See said in soft menace, not otherwise moving.

My blonde curls toppled forward as I did so. This was not queenly, but in intimacy we had agreed, and so I would enter this with the same abandon as always.

“I will touch you now,” he said hoarsely. “You are ready for me.”

I’d heard his inhale and swallowed sudden urgency. “Kindly hurry.”

His power kneaded my back, moving lower until reaching my ass. I lowered my forehead onto my hands and widened my knees.

There was an exquisite silence in my head as See touched me, the first since I’d become queen. I needed this touch—this normalcy in the chaos that had become my monsterdom. “See, you quiet the clamor in my head with what you do.”

“Sink into me, Perantiqua.”

I grew desperate to do just that.

See circled the conservatory to the entrance again, to better see me bared. He deepened the pressure of his kneading strokesand the firm pressure in the arches of my feet. His power roamed over my hip bones and over inner thighs and in one stroke, his power was icy cold and the next just shy of burning hot. What wasthis?

I gasped and could not stop wriggling amongst the sensations he offered. I had not anticipated that his power could torment my body in so many ways, and I relished the mindlessness of the pleasure most of all.

Until it wasn’t enough. This frustration in my body was a familiar one, and an unwelcome one. One I feared. King See pinched at my skin, and the series of slight pains on my behind only made my frustration swell.

I panted, wriggling again. “You said that you would never deny me again.”

“And I will not. Tell me all you desire.” His voice was tight. Furious.

“I want to be fulfilled,” I snapped.

“Who do you wish to fill you?”

I didn’t correct him, but said on a moan, “You.”

He boomed, “Who am I?”

“King See,” I screamed back after leaping in fright at his sudden shout.

See filled me, then, with a thick power that was a lot to bear and exactly, deliciously what I had needed. I was pushed on hands and knees through thyme with the thick entry, and then the feeling of crunching softness disappeared, the feeling of hot and cold strokes disappeared—all feeling disappeared aside from the speed and depth of how he filled me so completely.

I screamed. I must have. I pleaded and begged and called his name. All of these must have happened for he was growling and groaning in a way that informed me I was caressing his masculinity. I had not realized how much desire had built in me since queendom.

I had needed this so badly.

I would keep screaming and pleading if he delivered fulfilment. I would become obsessed for this peace in my mind.

This.

He sat me upright, and his power was still within me, and now under me too. I ground my hips back and forth, riding the thickness on the ground with singlemindedness. Our intimacies had usually involved movement from both of us, but I chased my end now, using his power as the tool, and See’s low and tortured moan only fueled the blinding lust within me that wished to give him an unforgettable show.

We were not in alignment, but in intimacy we agreed.

I clung to this possibility as I stared in an unseeing haze at the roof of my conservatory.

A hypnotic haze that slowed my brutal rhythm as a warm surety saturated my ancient mind.Fulfillment.

A king would not deny me tonight, and intimacy would be our rock until See stopped spinning.

Shudders rocked me all the way down, and just when I’d thought they were ended, another round began. I came back to myself, though, and rested forward on my hands. My breaths came shallow and quick. My curls stuck to the perspiration on my face.

Relaxation saturated my body. I felt centered and whole in a way I hadn’t all week. “I needed that.”

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