Page 2 of Hell Fae Prince

“Regarding?” he rumbled out.

I drew his zipper down, freeing his prominent erection. My gaze lifted to his as the head angled upward toward my mouth. “I’m not the only one you want in your bed, my love.” I sealed my lips around him before he could reply, eliciting a low groan from my king. His fingers instantly wove through my hair, holding me to him and forcing me to take more.

“I want Ajax for power,” he growled, his grasp turning bruising in an instant. “He’s an ideal candidate and a worthy mate. But that doesn’t mean I want to fuck him, Melek.”

“Mmm,” I agreed around his dick.So what about Cami?I asked mentally since my mouth was otherwise occupied.

The Hell Fae King’s nostrils flared, his gaze darkening. “What about her?”

I merely smiled, my tongue tracing his throbbing shaft and earning another one of those delicious rumbles from his chest.

I bet she would enjoy learning how to please you, my love, I whispered after a beat.Taking you deep. Choking around your length.

An act I suspected she was currently engaged in with our Commander.

Because I could feel her arousal searing my bond. Her dark interest a beacon that nearly had me teleporting to the Midnight Fae Realm just so I could watch her and Az play.

He was a beast.

A Shifter Fae with feral needs.

And from what I could tell, she was meeting those needs right now.

Our perfect angel, sinning on her knees.

My king would feel it, too, sense Az’s elation through the mate-bond they shared.

Ty might not favor our Commander in a sexual manner, but that didn’t mean he was immune to the erotic wave whirring through their connection. He could feel every ounce of pleasure, just like I could, only I was sensing it through Cami, not Az.

The Commander’s arousal would be even more intense, his Black Phoenix heritage riddled with primal energy. Ty would have felt Az’s pleasure before, particularly when he’d played with our Warden. But this was different. This was abouther.

I suspected Ty wasn’t closing off his connection to our Commander like he normally would.

Because my king wanted our little angel, too.

He just wasn’t ready to admit it. Not even to himself.

“Fuck,” Ty ground out. “I don’t want to think about her, little prince. Not when it’s your mouth wrapped around my cock.”

Liar, I accused, my teeth dragging along his thick length.

He yanked me off of him so fast I barely had a moment to comprehend his intentions before my back landed harshly against a nearby wall. His gaze burned into mine as he pinned me there, his muscular form taut and intimidating against mine.

“I don’t lie,” he said through his teeth. “Not to you. Never to you.”

I pressed my palm to his heart, my expression softening. “I’m not the one you’re lying to, my love.”

His gaze narrowed. “Melek?—”

“I’ll stop pressing,” I promised, my lips ghosting across his. “But only if you give me something else to think about.”

A tic started in his jaw, one I felt against my mouth as I leaned in to kiss him again. He didn’t move. Just held me captive against the wall, his chest slowly rising and falling against mine.

So much pent-up rage.

So much frustration.

So muchexcitement.