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CHAPTERTWELVE
ZALE
Everything feels different now.
A queen.
There has never been a queen on the judges’ thrones. It is a changing of the times, one I am grateful for. The breath of fresh air Althea has brought has awakened a lot of my brothers and saved them from their mundane lives.
When she moaned my name around the wine I made? Well, I nearly lost it. Hence why I am now in the brewing room, checking on my stills. I want them to be perfect for her, but I also have a new flavour idea, one just for her.
Our queen.
Just as I begin focusing on my task, her scent hits me. She must be close or her blood has been spilled because it fills the air like a siren’s call. I fall to my knees as need slams through me, holding back a howl as I thrust my hips.
Her scent drives me wild, and my back bows as I fall to all fours. The other half of me battles to be let free, to hunt down that scent and claim it. I hold it back with years of practice, but never before has it been this strong. Finally, when I can breathe, I clamber to my feet and fall against the table.
Unable to help it, I shove my hand into my trousers and palm my cock, fucking my hand quick and rough, her scent in my nose. I need to sink my fangs into flesh and draw blood. My skin heats to an unnatural degree from my powers that are clamouring to be released on her.
I have never felt such a strong desire in all of my years on this earth. I hear the others crowding my brain—they are feeling it too.
With a roar, my head drops back as I spray my release everywhere, but my cock still remains hard. I have somewhat better control, however, enough to turn when Lycus hurries into the room, his eyes wild and fangs extended.
“Brother,” I call worriedly. He looks half crazed, and I see his skin moving with his gift.
“Calling to me,” he growls, gripping the wall to hold himself back. “If I don’t feed, I’ll hunt her down.”
“Fuck.” Holding out my hand, I offer him what he needs. “Feed, brother. She isn’t ready for that yet, so let me help you.”
Relief fills his eyes, showing me how close he was to losing his very hard-won, careful control. It’s incredible how easily our queen has toppled centuries of honing skills.
I taste his desperation in the air as he slides in behind me. His back is to the door to protect me as he feeds, an old habit from his life as a warrior.
I lean back into him as one arm slides across my chest and the other moves much lower, almost touching my erect cock. His bearded face rubs against my neck as he slowly thrusts his hard cock against my ass. Neither of us are strangers to each other’s pleasures. After all, we have spent years here with just us men, so we learned not to care, but this time, it isn’t about wanting each other’s bodies—it’s about needing her.
“She smells so good, doesn’t she, brother?” I murmur, and he grunts, slamming me forward into the table with the force of his thrust. “Imagine I’m her if you want, I can take it.”
My brother was dealt a cruel hand. Snarling, he sinks his fangs into my neck as his hand wraps around my cock, holding it tight as he drinks from my neck and rolls his hips. I lean back, trusting him, as I thrust into his hand and my blood pumps into him, strengthening our connection further.
Then, I can hear his thoughts as desperate, growled words in my head.
Tastes so good.
Imagine them mixed together, feeding from him as I fuck her.
Fuck, I can still smell her.
So close.
Fuck, I forgot how good he felt in my arms.
I only catch snippets of his conversation, but it has me groaning. “Ly.” I thrust into his grip, and with a cry, I come again as he bows me back, pumping me with his venom as he drinks. It only heightens my pleasure.
A gasp has us both whirling.
I am still locked in Lycus’s grip, with his fangs in my neck, and when I see her standing there. Our queen’s mouth is open, her eyes are wide, and she looks so sexy I can’t resist groaning and shifting forward, but Lycus hauls me back.
“Oh,” she whispers.
