Page 129 of A Throne of Blood & Vengeance

“Tamsen is safe. At least two of the rangers picked up my trail. They’re keeping their distance, but I doubled back a few times to check on them—they’re definitely following me.” A hand gripped my ass and squeezed. “Also, I killed that prick of a guard I told you about.”

“The handsy one?” Draven asked.

“Less handsy now,” I laughed while repeating Vail’s words.

Draven chuckled. “Do us a favor and keep her busy for a few hours? Everyone is feeling a little stir-crazy, and our devious little Blood Queen has been rather antsy.”

First, Vail and Draven had been chatting about the guard, and now Roth was sharing their nickname for me. I kind of liked that all my mates were getting along. Although I wasn’t going to let Draven’s comment about my antsiness slide.

“It’s rude to talk about me like I’m not here,” I said in a mockingly stern tone. “And it’s not for you both to decide where I go. As you said, I am your queen, so—” I yelped when Vail raised the hand that had been kneading my ass and slapped it again—hard.

There was no way I wasn’t going to have a bruise.

“At least two people should be on lookout from now on.” Vail started down the stairs again.

“I’ll see to it.” Draven blew me a kiss when we passed him. I blew one back because apparently I was sappy as shit now that I had five mates.

Plus, I was about to get railed for several hours. That was an instant good-mood maker right there.

Vail went straight to the room he’d claimed on the second level and put me down. The layout of this one was different from mine. A large bed took up the back left corner, its sheets still askew from when Vail had last been in it, and the opposite corner on the back wall had a little alcove built into it. The Fae had taken the time to create a waterfall mural in it using different types of stones and gems.

They really had put a lot of effort into making these hidden layers feel like a home. Once again, I was curious about who had built it and why they weren’t here enjoying the fruits of their labor.

All those thoughts fled the second Vail pulled his shirt over his head before tugging off his pants and boots a second later.

“Strip,” he ordered before activating the glyph that had been cleverly worked into the waterfall mural. Water started to fall in a controlled spray of fine droplets from the alcove’s ceiling.

I briefly thought about saying no just to be contrary, but then I made the mistake of looking at Vail’s thick, hard cock, and my mouth watered.

I could always be bratty later.

Vail smirked, as if he’d seen my momentary inner struggle and was amused by it. Then a groan slipped from his lips when I shucked my dress off, revealing I wasn’t wearing any undergarments—Alaric had torn my last pair yesterday. It was my turn to smirk at him.

“See something you like, Marshal?” I sauntered past him to duck under the warm water, letting it plaster my long, black hair to my breasts and over my soft belly.

Vail’s gaze darkened. “I see something I want to devour.”

Fuck. Me.

“Clean first.” I curled a finger, and he joined me under the water. “You’re covered in dirt, blood, and only the moon knows what else.”

Vail stood there quietly while I took my time getting him clean, running my fingers across his broad chest before tangling them in his hair. The more I touched him, the more his dark grey eyes shifted to silver until that was all I could see. His patience finally snapped when I reached down and dragged my fingers up the bottom of his hard length.

One second, I was debating dropping to my knees and teasing him a little more, and the next, I was six feet off the ground with my back against the cool wall and my legs over Vail’s shoulders.

“Oh, fuck!” I screamed. There was no teasing. No light little licks. Vail just gripped my ass with his hands and buried his entire face in my pussy. Instantly, my thighs clamped around hishead, but he didn’t seem to mind. If anything, it only spurred him on.

Arching my back as much as I could and trusting him not to let me fall, I let myself slip into bliss while Vail devoured my cunt. His tongue speared my core, and I ground against his mouth. I didn’t even attempt to be quiet as I moaned with every lick and thrust of his tongue, and when he switched to sucking on my clit, I came so hard, I was surprised I didn’t pass out.

Hot breath tickled my inner thigh as Vail pulled back. “You still with me, Sam?”

“Mm-hmm,” I breathed out as tremors ran through my body.

“I promised Draven I’d keep you distracted for hours. Don’t tell me I’ve already worn you out?”

“Not even close.” I leaned my head forward from where it had been resting against the wall and almost groaned when I saw Vail grinning, the evidence of my arousal glistening in his short beard. “That was just a bit of stress relief.”

“Oh?” Vail’s hands slid up to my lower back, holding me in place as he stepped out of the alcove, taking me with him. I squeaked at my precarious position, which just made him laugh as he carried us towards the bed. “And what were you so worried about?”

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