Page 45 of Dark Fae's Secrets
“Mm, naughty girl,” he murmurs and jerks his hips forward, pushing his dick into my mouth. “Come inside her, Rook. I want that creampie.”
Rook fucks me harder, digging his fingers into my hips as he rides my ass hard.
I cry out, the sound muffled by Trey’s cock.
He withdraws quickly and scoots around to my backside.
Rook lets out a loud grunt and shoots his load into me. Trey is masturbating fiercely as he watches.
“Now, baby girl,” he rasps.
Rook withdraws and parts my cheeks. I push gently and hear Trey groan as he climaxes and splats his cum all over my ass.
“Yes, sweet girl, you are so filthy. I fucking love you.”
I grin. “I fucking love you too. Now fuck my pussy and let me come, you fucking asshole.”
He lets out a loud laugh. “Yes, my Queen,” he says gallantly and slides into my pussy from behind as Rook reaches down to finger my clit.
As soon as he touches me, my clit pulses against his fingers, making me moan with desire.
“Yes!” I scream. “More!”
Rook speeds up, and Trey pounds me until I’m coming all over his dick, and then he pulls me back until I’m settled on top of him, and then the men take me together. I finally relax more than any amount of yoga could achieve.
That is until Petle walks in and finds me with a dick in both my pussy and my ass at the same time.
Chapter 23
Savannah
Petle shrieks and holds her hand up in front of her face as she apologizes profusely and backs out, slamming the door behind her.
I giggle, and seeing as we aren’t finished yet, I let the men keep impaling me until all three of us come with loud groans.
I’m covered in sweat and cum, plus the burns from the Dragon fire. I must look as un-Queenly as I possibly can, but who cares? I’m relaxed and happy, and so are the men. Too bad that they all weren’t here, but I enjoyed my time immensely.
“Go do your Queen thing, Little Faerie,” Trey says. “We’ll catch up with you later.”
I nod as I wiggle back into my yoga pants and sports bra. They stick to me, and I’m uncomfortable now, but it’ll do until I can get to a shower and change.
I slip out of the door and rush off to find Petle sitting at her desk behind a huge file.
“I’m sorry about that,” I start, but she holds up her hand.
“I apologize, Your Majesty,” she says. “I thought you were alone. I should’ve knocked.”
“No more said?” I ask to her relief.
She smiles and nods quickly. “I wondered if there was an update on the traitor,” she says.
I sigh, my relaxation ruined by that one sentence. “No, not yet,” I reply stiffly. “I’m going to shower and change and head down there. Jerrick needs a break from this.”
“Okay. The sooner we have a sentence, the less inclined others will be to stand against you.”
I give her a shocked look. She seems so mild to look at and in her usual manner. But she is as bloodthirsty as the rest of the Fae. It will be a long road to get them to change the way they think about things, but one that I’m prepared to walk down to make us better as a race.
I head back to my room on foot. I have to think about how I’m going to approach Jerrick. He was furious, and he will feel so betrayed as well by the man that he was supposed to be able to trust. Although, I guess Harris being so quick to throw Jerrick in the clink a few days ago will have lessened the blow somewhat.
