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Stormy

“You're our Queen, Stormy. Delegate.”

“You guys are going to church in the next hour, right?”

“Yes.”

“If I’m busy, my mind is busy. Sometimes I can write. I don’t think I can right now.”

I looked at him pleadingly. I was so fucking scared right now. Ty told me if he ever got a hold of me again, he’d rape me. That could NOT happen. Nope, no way.

Gambit pulled me into his lap. “Bébé, you're shaking. What’s wrong?”

“He said he’d rape me if he ever got his hands on me again.”

“What?” Pops said as he sat down next to us.

“Did that son of a bitch tell you that today?” Gambit asked. His hand held my face softly.

“No. The last time he attacked me. He told me then. And he told me he’d cut me again. Ty went into great detail about how he’d cut me,” I managed in between sobs.

Gambit pulled me close to his chest before I felt another set of arms around us. More arms joined those until I’d lost count of how many people were hugging me. The group hug lasted for minutes before they left me in Gambit’s tender care. I heard everyone amble out with Pops saying goodbye as he closed the door. I cried until I was exhausted.

Gambit released me with great care. “Can I set you on our bed and get you something cold to drink?”

“Please,” I croaked.

He stood, picking us both up from the sofa before carrying me into our bedroom. My love for him shined through the darkness of my fear. I felt safe. Truly safe, maybe for the first time in my life. Ty would never get his hands on me again. My King would never allow it. I’d most likely have bodyguards until they caught him. I can deal with that.

“Is that a smile, my Queen?” Gambit asked as he set me on bed.

“Yes,” I managed. My voice was rough and raw.

“Hold that thought until I get you some water.”

I nodded and watched his fine ass retreat. Fuck! I finally understand the saying, I hate to see you go but I love to watch you leave. My man had a fine ass. Yeah! My brain is oddly fucked. I can be scared shitless but once I calm down my brain is a clean slate. So yes, I’m thinking about sex. Fuck who wouldn’t Gambit has bar none the finest ass I have ever seen.

I mean, yeah, I do get to see him naked in person. But hello, gay porn. Talk about some fine asses. Damn. The thought of his perfectly muscled, taut ass had me wet and aching. God.Am I a psycho or what?I mean, seriously, who thinks of sex that fast?

Lost in thought I didn’t hear Gambit return and gave a little shriek when he spoke.

“Lemon water for my Queen. Are you okay?”

“Sorry. I was thinking about your butt.”

He laughed hard. His sides shook with laughter.

“Drink.”

I took half of it before handing the glass back to him. Gambit set it on the nightstand before returning to me. He swooped down his lips crashing onto mine as she took my mouth in an ardent kiss. He pulled away almost, as suddenly as he kissed me, leaving me breathless.

“I love you more every day, Stormy St. James.”

“I love you, Beau. I’m in awe of becoming your wife. Your family is beyond amazing and accepting. I’ve pinched myself so many times I’m surprised my arms don’t have polka dots.”

He kissed me again softly. Then he pulled away and whispered fiercely in my ear. “If you don’t stop. I’m going to spank your ass. Understand?”

“It’s just...”

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