Page 94 of Hell Fae King

Yet herscentwas invading my every pore, and her moans were the only sound I could hear. I’d wanted to drown her power, and now all I desired was to drown in her.

Fucking fae…I couldn’t look away from the sinful feast unfolding before me. Power swirled, passion beckoned, and carnal needs flourished.

Camillia was awake now and drunk on the energy giving her life.

Not only that, but she was also distracted by her mates. Lost to their touch. Eyes closed once more. Indulging in Melek’s kiss while fisting Ajax’s hair as she held him to her breast.

All the while, Azazellicked.

And I… I watched. Captivated. Held in place by my hand around her throat. Leashed to the decadent display of uninhibited debauchery.

“Fuck, little warrior,” Azazel groaned against her wet pussy. “I need to be inside you.” His clothes were gone, his fire having eaten through them. And his cock was hard. Ready.Roaringwith need.

Ajax released Camillia’s breast, his gaze fixating on Azazel, his jaw tightening.

The Commander and Warden stared each other down, some silent conversation happening between them that had Camillia grabbing the sheets on either side of her hips in expectation. Melek finally released her mouth, causing her thick eyelashes to flutter open. But it wasn’t my prince she looked at.

It was me.

Twin storms of intensity drilled into mine as a cyclone of energy whirled between us.

“If you push any more power into my Source, I’ll choke you,” I warned her. “And it won’t be with my hand. It’ll be with my cock down your throat.” Because I was done playing nice. Ifshe needed sex to focus on, I’d give her that. Fuck, I’d give heranything.

Her swollen lips parted, the reaction one I longed to interpret as an invitation. However, I suspected it was actually a reaction to my threat.

Only it wasn’t a threat at all, but a promise.

Because right now, I wanted nothing more than to fist all that golden-brown hair and guide her mouth to my aching dick.

But we weren’t ready for that yet. Fuck, I wasn’t sure if she was ready for any of it.

Although, that didn’t stop me from squeezing her throat and leaning down until we were eye to eye. “Test me,” I dared her. “See what happens.”

She swallowed against my palm.

Melek hummed in approval, his fingers skating over my hand before trailing down to play with her abused nipple. “Ty doesn’t make false promises, little angel. But it could be fun to tempt him, hmm?”

Her eyelashes fanned across her reddening cheeks, her pupils dilating as she continued to hold my gaze. A war danced in those pretty eyes. A war between obedience and defiance.

Oh, she’d stopped flooding my Source with power.

But now she was considering doing it just to spite me.

I could see it in her expression and hear Melek’s amusement as he read her thoughts.

“If you want my cock, ask for it,” I told her. “Don’t piss me off just so I’ll fuck you.”

Her gaze narrowed. “Maybe I don’t want it.”

I arched a brow, my thumb dancing along her now-thundering pulse. “Then what do you want, little temptress? For me to watch Azazel fuck you?”

I leaned down, wanting to be the only one she could see.

“Or maybe you want all three of your mates to fuck you at the same time,” I continued, my mouth so close to hers that her breath kissed my lips. “Ajax in your ass. Melek in your mouth. Azazel in your slick cunt.” I studied her features, saw the way her nostrils flared. “Mmm, you do want that, don’t you, sweet queen? To have all three of your holes filled while I watch.”

The way she shuddered in response confirmed my every word and had my lips curling as I slowly sat up again.

“All right, then,” I murmured, meeting Melek’s gaze before glancing at Azazel and Ajax. “Show me what I’m missing. Make me jealous. Better yet, make mebeg.”