Page 11 of Hell Fae Prince
Zakkai was always going to be a challenge.
I just hoped to turn that challenge into an ally. Eventually.
“About Virtuous Fae and Az’s history.” Melek’s gaze glittered. “He’s repeating everything he already told Cami, and she’s currently fantasizing about murdering Vivaxia. It’s kind of hot, actually. I had no idea Cami could be so…violent.”
I grunted. “She’s been a threat to my Source for months, and you’re just now realizing she has a propensity for violence?”
“She’s not a threat to your Source, Ty.” Another pump of his hand accompanied his words. “She’s a goddess we are destined to worship.”
My nostrils flared. “I will not be worshipping her.” Unless he referred to sensual worship, then perhaps I could be persuaded.
He smiled. “Don’t worry, my king. I’m sure she’ll pray to you in the bedroom.” His palm shifted up to our heads, precumdampening his touch. “She’ll go onto her knees and suck you off while I take her from behind. Then I’ll tie her up for you, spread her thighs, and watch you fuck her bound form.”
Hellfire, I thought, the image his words painted a vibrant display inside my mind.
Camillia wrapped up in Melek’s ropes. Presented to me like a gift. Her pussy slick with his cum. Her eyes ablaze with lust and fury.
I shook my head, trying to clear the erotic fantasy playing behind my eyes. When that didn’t work, I reached for the lube and gave myself a tangible fantasy to play out in real time.
One that involved me taking my prince’s ass.
While fighting off images of Camillia’s tight cunt.
“You’re my lover,” I told Melek. “Myonlylover.”
“Mmm,” he hummed. “For now.”
“For eternity,” I vowed, rolling us until he was flattened beneath me. “Only you.”
He palmed my cheek, his eyes smiling. “I love your loyalty, my king. But she’s part of us now. And one day, I will watch you fuck her. Then we’ll share her.” He nipped my jaw. “And maybe she’ll let us stretch her and fuck her pussytogether.”
I bit off a curse, his erotic words stirring a yearning inside me that I couldn’t fight. “You’re pushing me.”
“Yes.”
“Stop.”
“No.” His palm went to my nape, squeezing me. “It’s time to embrace the future, my king. This is happening. Now fuck me while I taunt our intended.”
“Yourintended,” I corrected him.
He chuckled. “What’s mine is yours, Ty. So stop stalling and prepare me to take you.”
“I should fuck you raw for this.”
“If that’s your wish, I’ll happily grant it,” he whispered with another bite against my chin. “Fuck me, Ty. Fuck me and I’ll share every ounce of pleasure with our Cami. Teach her what she’s missing. Show her what her life will one day be.”
“Fuck, Melek,” I breathed, unable to fight him on this anymore. If he wanted to include Camillia De la Croix, so fucking be it. “I’m not going to go easy on you.”
“Good.”
My mouth slammed down against his as I grabbed his hips to tilt him upward. Then I retrieved the lube I’d released when spinning us on the bed and used it to ready him.
I’d threatened to take him raw.
Alas, that didn’t suit my mood.
I wanted to go hard. But I needed him to enjoy it, too.
