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I remember a girl who bowled through life like a tornado, destroying everything and everyone in her path. I remember wishing I could be like the Ice Queen, blotting out her pain with cruelty, railing against the rules of civilized society, and using her father’s influence and Eli’s devotion to get away with it. I wished I had her balls, and that desire to revel in chaos convinced me that I loved her. But I never loved Mackenzie Malloy – I only longed for everything she represented.
I remember when we shoved Claudia into the trunk of Alec’s car, the way she screamed and kicked and fought long after it was clear we wouldn’t let her out. Now I know that I’d been part of dragging her back into a Hadean punishment – I can’t even imagine what it must have been like to wake up in a tomb, to feel the weight of six feet of earth bear down on you and know that you’ll never see the sun again, that you’re completely and utterly alone.
Claudia August never stops fighting. She never lets her fear consume her.
Except… when we were trapped together in the panic room with someone outside trying to break into her castle, the two of us pressed chest-to-chest in a metal tomb, something drove her into my arms so we could revel in the darkness together. I wonder if the Ice Queen of Stonehurst, the secret queen of the criminal underworld, draws strength from my black heart the way I do from hers.
Claudia watches me as I cross the room to check on Gabriel, those icicle eyes heavy with want. Her golden hair has fallen out of its confines, her crowns askew. The light catches the ring on her finger – a single drop of blood on her perfect skin.
I’ll bleed for you.
The promise sings in the air between us, buzzing inside my head along with the remnants of a violin duel.
Claudia swallows, and for a moment I see the girl behind the queen – the girl who’s been holed up inside a house for four years with nothing but a cat and a vibrator for company. “I’m going to shower.”
Wordlessly, I drop Gabriel’s arm and follow her. I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching as she faces away from me and slides the dress off her shoulders, all slow and evil. She pulls the pins from her hair, tossing them against the vanity. Plink, plink, plink. Her golden hair tumbles down her back as she shimmies out of the dress, kicking it aside and standing in only her thong and heels. My cock is rock hard. My fingers itch to touch her skin, to slide over the curve of her thigh, to stroke her shapely calves and slip those killer heels off her dainty feet. But I hang back. I want to watch her hold her power. I’ve always had trouble relinquishing control. I need to be in charge, like my father. But I want to surrender to Claudia.
She is my queen, after all.
But maybe…
Maybe she needs the release even more than I do.
Still facing away from me, she kicks off her shoes and steps into the shower. The water cascades down her body, tumbling over her breasts and soaking the thong she’s still wearing. A groan escapes my lips.
She turns, pressing her body against the tiles, arching her long neck so her hair cascades over her shoulders. “Noah…”
My name on her lips is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. It’s partly because I hated Mackenzie for so long, and having someone who looks like her naked and wet for me makes my dick hard. But mostly it’s because I want to sink to my knees and worship her.
I’m completely fucked up. But then, so is she.
I don’t even register that I’ve moved. My fingers curl around the shower door handle, and then hot water blasts my body. I’m dimly aware that I’m still wearing my clothes, that I’m probably ruining this expensive suit, but Claudia August has her icicle eyes trained on me, and I have no fucks to give.
When our bodies collide, it’s mutually-assured destruction. Our mouths clash in a hail of tongues and teeth. Our twin monsters growl and gnash inside us, two alphas fighting for dominance. I want to crawl inside her; I can’t get enough.
She shoves me against the shower wall, ripping the buttons off my shirt in her desperation to get it off me. I cup her ass, feeling the soaking fabric of her thong slide between my fingers. I turn her body and slam her back against the tiles. She wraps her legs behind me and I grind my dick against her as we lay our battle lines with our lips. My shirt tears as she rips it off my shoulders, but who the fuck cares because it’s finally on the floor and her hands are all over me, her breasts pressed against mine. Hot skin on skin. I grip her neck, tilting her head back, pressing my fingers just enough that she moans with rapture. The water pounds against us from all angles – it’s one of those showers with multiple heads, and every single one of them seems to be angled to heighten sensation. Whoever designed these condos was a sex freak of the highest order. No wonder Gabriel chose to buy this place.
She claws at my belt like a woman possessed. I set her down so we can get the bastard off. I slip it free and gracelessly tug off my trousers and boxers. Claudia’s eyes flood with greed as she grabs for my cock, but I have other plans.
I seize her neck again, and her moan of appreciation tells me exactly what she thinks of rough play. I force her to spin around, and I kick her legs apart, pressing my body against her back to grind her against the faucet. She moans and wiggles, and it’s so fucking hot because she can’t get away. She’s mine. My queen.
Yes, yes, yes…
I hold her clit right over the water stream, putting that relentless pressure on her sensitive spot. The first orgasm tumbles from her almost immediately. Her pretty mouth falls open with this amazing moan and her ass bucks against me as she shudders through her release.
My dick screams at me. He’s buried between her ass cheeks with just that thin scrap of soaking fabric between us. He’s been patient long enough. Claudia tries to move off the faucet, but I won’t let her go that easy. I reach down and tear away her thong, pressing my body tight against her to hold her in place.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I growl in her ear as I bury my cock inside her.
She’s so tight and hot… hotter than the water cascading down my back. She clenches around me as I slide all the way in. Fuck. My whole body strains, and I have to take a moment to breathe slow, to force my monster to yield to my control. I can’t move. I’m so fucking gone that I’ll come in a moment if I move. And I’m not ready. Not yet.
A stream of expletives fall from Claudia’s pretty lips. “What… the… fuck… are you waiting for?” she gasps out, wriggling her ass against me, trying to force me to fuck her. But I don’t obey. Not this time. Not when disobeying is so much fun.
I slam her against the faucet, buried inside her but refusing to move, just holding her against the unrelenting water as it pounds her clit into submission.
She comes again, her pussy tightening around me as more curses fall from her mouth. Her hands slide all over the tiles. She slams her ass back – she’s trying to fuck me, but I won’t give her the room to move.
“Fuck you, Noah Marlowe,” she cries out, her words dissolving into screams as the third orgasm rips through her. I hold her cheek against the tiles and attack her mouth with mine. Her eyes are wide and her pussy clenches and I have to breathe, breathe, breathe, so I don’t burst, so I can keep going with this exquisite torture.
