Page 95 of Cruel Queen


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Pride.

Lust.

I reach between us, but he beats me to it, and his hard cock pops out of his trousers. So I lift up on my knees and hover above him.

“Little fighter,” he whispers into my ear before biting it. “If my death was to come tomorrow, I would die a happy man.”

I throw my head back and laugh.

“But you are Death,” I say. “So make me a happy woman.”

“As you wish.” He pulls me down, and I slide straight onto him. He’s like home, and it feels like forever since we have had each other this way.

I almost feel guilty for feeling this with Grim because of Max.

Like it’s betrayal.

My love for Max and Grim was different. I had hopes and dreams with Max, but with Grim, I just see us. I’ve always just seen us. It was he who had the issue.

He bites my shoulder as my hips rock against him. I throw my head back with moan after moan as each movement rocks me to my core. It feels good in every way possible.

“I’m never leaving you,” he promises. “Not in this lifetime or the next.”

My hips start moving faster and faster until everything inside of me combusts. I collapse onto his chest, and he holds me there.

“Brody,” he says, and before I can say anything, we are back in my house, his cock still inside of me as he lays me on the bed. He slides himself back into his trousers and looks me over as I lay there naked. He seems to take mental images as he walks to the door, then turns back. “Stay there. We aren’t finished.” Then he goes for our son.

If you had asked me a year ago if this was how I saw my life, the answer would be a firm no.

I am queen, yes, but I also have a council of people to oversee the realm. They help with decision-making and running the realm. I am a new mother, after all, and I don’t want to become power-hungry as Veronica did. On the other hand, I am incredibly astute about what power does to people, and I will ensure I never go down that destructive path.

There are no more tokens.

We work, and we get paid.

It’s as simple as that.

No hunting or killing of any kind is allowed.

When I set that rule, Valefar showed up, unimpressed. Unfortunately, he likes to play games with the living, so I told him to leave. I have only seen him once when I caught him spying on Brody. He left him a teddy bear, and he was smiling down at him. I know I shouldn’t trust either Valefar or Lucifer. But for some reason, I do.

Tanya has decided that being a vampire is not a priority. Yet. And she has found a love for healing, in which she is quite accomplished. So good, in fact, that she is second in charge. Melvon is head of the guards and enjoys that position.

Everything is almost right in the world.

“You waited,” Grim says, surprised, as he walks back in after checking on Brody. “Now, I’ve been dreaming of how you taste.” He tears at his shirt, and it falls to the floor, making me smile.

“Have you?” I whisper, spreading my legs a little wider.

“Yes, and I bet it’s like Heaven, just how I remember.”

I can’t help but laugh as he gets down on his knees in front of me.

The Angel of Death.

On his knees for me.

What a story that could be…

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