Page 62 of Queen of Hell


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I close my eyes and take a deep breath to steady myself before opening them and locking my eyes on Xave’s. He stands there watching me, waiting patiently for my decision on how the night will go from here.

“Okay, Daddy,” I breathe out, a hesitant smile lifting the corner of my mouth.

“Such a brave girl. Thank you, Little One,” he says before leaning in and placing his lips on mine.

The kiss is soft at first, the slightest pressure of his lips on mine as he holds my head and places light kisses on my mouth. Then he slides one of his hands around to the back of my head, his fingers weaving into my hair at the base of my skull, as his other hand slides down my body until he reaches my waist, squeezing and pulling me into him. I let out a small moan and he deepens the kiss, a growl leaving him as he uses the hand in my hair to angle my head and his tongue enters my mouth tangling with mine.

His hand on my waist squeezes once more before he pulls back and smiles against my lips. His hand leaves my hair and strokes down my arm until he reaches my hand and envelops it in his. He turns and sits on the edge of the bed holding my hand and waiting for me to take the final step towards him.

I stare into his dark green eyes, full of desire and focused on me, and my breathing becomes laboured as I remember the last time we were on a bed together. I take the final step towards him and he smiles as he squeezes my hand before dropping it, grabbing my waist. He pulls me into him so I am straddling his lap exactly like that night, my hands landing on his shoulders to balance myself.

His hands trail down to my arse and I gasp as he kneads my flesh and settles me on his hard length with a grin. The move causes him to rub against my core, the fabric of his trousers and my leggings the only thing separating us, and the friction makes me moan as my eyes flutter closed. I hear a low groan come from Kenzi and feel a blush heat my face as my eyes fly open and my head whips to the side, my gaze locking with hers where she sits bound to the headboard.

She’s sitting in the middle of the bed with one arm across her front, her hands bound to the post on her right side. She looks like a goddess, ethereal as her bright blue eyes blaze with lust, and I want nothing more than to crawl up the bed and worship her. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips before she smiles as she watches me knowingly, like she knows every thought running through my head, and a small whimper leaves my mouth as I go to move towards her to do just that.

“Eyes on me, Little One,” Xave says as one of his hands comes up to cup my cheek and he turns my head so I’m once again looking into his eyes as his other hand moves up to my hip to grind me onto his lap. He pulls me towards him and I lean forward, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my lips against his.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

XAVE

Imove my hand from Poppy’s cheek to the back of her head as she leans in and presses her lips to mine. My fingers weave into her hair as my grip on her hip tightens, running my tongue across the seam of her lips encouraging her to open up to me. She does so immediately and I waste no time pushing my tongue past her lips and into her mouth.

Fuck. This has become so much more than just a fun punishment and reward game. I wanted to teach Kenzi that continuously reacting before she thinks things through has consequences. But now? Now it’s about showing my Little One just how much we both want to protect and cherish her, and I have absolutely no problem with doing just that.

This woman continues to astound me with her bravery. The battle she had with herself blazed in her eyes as she warred over whether or not she could trust us with this part of her, wondering if this was going to be the night we would see in her whatever she saw in herself and turn her away. That lone tear that fell as she quietly breathed out her truth was enough to nearly break me. But there was no hesitation when I asked her if she trusted me, and when I asked her to let me show her she took a deep breath and I saw trust and determination shining through her eyes when she looked at me.

My hand squeezes her hip as I move her to grind against me. My grip in her hair tightens as I pull her head back to move my mouth across her jaw and down to her neck. I flick my gaze to Kenzi and her eyes lock with mine, a silent conversation between us before she smiles and nods her head, confirmation that she’s on board with what I’ve got planned for our angel.

I let go of her hip, my hand travelling up and under her baggy jumper, seeking the feel of her skin on mine. She whimpers at the contact. My hand tightens at the sound, my thumb skating across her ribs at the edge of her bra as I pull her closer. I lift my head, using the hand tangled in her hair to bring her mouth back to mine as I skate my thumb over her lace covered nipple. I feel it pebble with her arousal, swallowing her breathy moan as she grinds down on my cock. I pull back slightly, letting my lips ghost against hers as I brush my thumb over her nipple again and she whimpers.

“So responsive, Little One,” I say against her lips with a smile.

I pull back, my hand in her hair stopping her from following my lips. I want Kenzi to see her reactions.Iwant to see her reactions. I bring my hand around to cover her lace covered breast and squeeze, pushing her down to grind hard against me. Her eyes fall closed and she moans, her nails digging into the back of my neck.

I turn my head to look at Kenzi and watch as she squeezes her thighs together, looking for some kind of friction to go with the sight before her. I smirk as her eyes meet mine.

“Do you like what you see, baby?” I ask her, dropping my head to Poppy’s neck and licking a trail up to her ear, they both moan at the same time. Poppy continues to grind herself on me, making me groan.

I trail my lips along her jaw until I reach her mouth, licking across her lips before pulling back and looking back at Kenzi.

“She tastes divine. Don’t you wish you had behaved and could be up here worshipping our perfect little princess with me?”

“I’m good, Xave. I’m really enjoying the view,” she says with a smirk, but the lust in her eyes and constant rubbing of her thighs gives away her lie.

“Such a little brat,” I say as I chuckle darkly. “Well, isn’t that just perfect for you because you’re going to watch as I reward Poppy for being such a good girl tonight.” I smirk at her before bringing my gaze back to Poppy and angling her head so I can look into her eyes. “Are you ready, Little One?”

Her eyes widen slightly as she swallows and I loosen my grip in her hair to rub my fingers against her scalp as my eyes focus on her mouth, her tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip. Her head moves in a small nod against my hand.

“You need to use your words, Poppy.”

“I’m ready,” she says quietly. I smile, placing a light kiss on her lips before pulling back and releasing my grip in her hair.

I bring my hand around and skim it down her body without taking my eyes off hers, slipping underneath her jumper and ghosting across her skin until I reach her other breast. I pull the lace down so I can feel her silky skin under my hands as I palm her making her arch into my touch as she writhes on my lap.

I bring my hands out from under her jumper, clenching the fabric in my fists. I start to lift it, brushing my knuckles along her stomach as my hands rise; her movements stutter before she stiffens in my lap. My hands stop their assent, dropping the fabric, moving to brush my fingers up and down her sides to soothe her as I lean in just a breath away from her lips.

“Trust me,” I say as I close the small gap to press my lips to hers with a kiss. I pull back so she can see the sincerity in my eyes. “Trust us, Little One.”

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