that fact? And why would you even believe her? She would never free you. She would kill you first.”
She gazed at each of the males. They appeared sincere in what they were saying. Had they gone stupid on her while she’d been gone?
Damn .
“The Queen won’t give you anything,” she continued. “She’s dangling your freedom over your head just to get me. Then she’ll either kill you or enslave you again.” And kill me too .
Tristan growled with anger.
“I’m willing to risk my life to plunge a stake through her heart. This time I will try pure gold as opposed to a wooden stake my sire tried. Perhaps gold will kill her,” Tristan replied.
“Besides, we’re already her slaves, amore, remember ? ” Luca whispered. “As you are our beautiful slave. We have been searching for you for years, while we do the Queen’s bidding and wait for word if you have been seen anywhere. It hasn’t been easy for us without you to fuck.”
Disappointment rocked her. “So that is all I am to you? A fuck?”
The three males growled angrily and in unison. Fangs dropped and eyes glared at her with such a ferocity she wanted to curl up with fear.
“You belong to us, female. We won’t give you up,” Jaymes said.
“You’ll have to when you return me to the Queen. She will lock me up and throw away the key. She will ensure you cannot sneak into my cell and fuck me at your will. If she frees you, which she won’t, she’ll banish you from the Crimson Clan. You won’t be able to see me or fuck me then either.” There, that should knock some sense into their hard heads. They must know she spoke the truth. The Queen could never be trusted. Should never be trusted.
“You sound as if you still care for us, amore ,” Luca said in a whisper that melted like velvet over her senses.
Of course she still cared for them. She blinked in surprise at that thought. But she couldn’t admit it to them. They were in so much danger just being in love with her.
“Does the Queen suspect?” she asked. “About us, I mean. About what we shared?”
Had they forgotten that love and joinings between slaves were strictly forbidden? After their sexual encounters, the four of them had to cleanse themselves ritualistically so the Queen or any others wouldn’t catch their mating scents. It was another reason Lisbeth had escaped. To protect her males.
“If the Queen suspected, she would never have instructed us to come after you, now would she?” Tristan growled.
His blue eyes darkened with anger.
“Why did you leave the way you did? Why not let us know you had a way out? You could fuck us, but you couldn’t trust us?”
His fangs were gleaming as they slid past his lips. She ached to have them pierce her flesh. To experience erotic pain as she climaxed.
Lisbeth ripped her thoughts away from the need for sex. She forced aloofness into her voice. It was a coldness that she didn’t feel.
“I trust no one,” she lied. She had trusted the person who’d gotten her out. Someone she had least expected to help her. “That is how I was able to get out of the Clan without anyone knowing I was about to escape.”
Tristan moved closer. He squatted and then leaned over her, his face coming to within a few inches of hers. She shivered with anticipation as she got a close-up view of his pointed fangs. His lust scent wrapped around her, enticed her to part her lips with anticipation for a kiss from him. But he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he grinned.
“The attraction for us is still there, isn’t it, Satin. The need to have three males fucking you is as intense as ever.”
Her breathing increased as he reached out. Using both his hands, he grabbed the collar of the blouse she wore and tugged harshly. The buttons popped away like candies and her top and bra were torn open, exposing her heaving breasts to them. Before she knew what was happening, Jaymes and Luca moved in a lightning flash. They settled on the bed on either side of her. Their
She gazed at each of the males. They appeared sincere in what they were saying. Had they gone stupid on her while she’d been gone?
Damn .
“The Queen won’t give you anything,” she continued. “She’s dangling your freedom over your head just to get me. Then she’ll either kill you or enslave you again.” And kill me too .
Tristan growled with anger.
“I’m willing to risk my life to plunge a stake through her heart. This time I will try pure gold as opposed to a wooden stake my sire tried. Perhaps gold will kill her,” Tristan replied.
“Besides, we’re already her slaves, amore, remember ? ” Luca whispered. “As you are our beautiful slave. We have been searching for you for years, while we do the Queen’s bidding and wait for word if you have been seen anywhere. It hasn’t been easy for us without you to fuck.”
Disappointment rocked her. “So that is all I am to you? A fuck?”
The three males growled angrily and in unison. Fangs dropped and eyes glared at her with such a ferocity she wanted to curl up with fear.
“You belong to us, female. We won’t give you up,” Jaymes said.
“You’ll have to when you return me to the Queen. She will lock me up and throw away the key. She will ensure you cannot sneak into my cell and fuck me at your will. If she frees you, which she won’t, she’ll banish you from the Crimson Clan. You won’t be able to see me or fuck me then either.” There, that should knock some sense into their hard heads. They must know she spoke the truth. The Queen could never be trusted. Should never be trusted.
“You sound as if you still care for us, amore ,” Luca said in a whisper that melted like velvet over her senses.
Of course she still cared for them. She blinked in surprise at that thought. But she couldn’t admit it to them. They were in so much danger just being in love with her.
“Does the Queen suspect?” she asked. “About us, I mean. About what we shared?”
Had they forgotten that love and joinings between slaves were strictly forbidden? After their sexual encounters, the four of them had to cleanse themselves ritualistically so the Queen or any others wouldn’t catch their mating scents. It was another reason Lisbeth had escaped. To protect her males.
“If the Queen suspected, she would never have instructed us to come after you, now would she?” Tristan growled.
His blue eyes darkened with anger.
“Why did you leave the way you did? Why not let us know you had a way out? You could fuck us, but you couldn’t trust us?”
His fangs were gleaming as they slid past his lips. She ached to have them pierce her flesh. To experience erotic pain as she climaxed.
Lisbeth ripped her thoughts away from the need for sex. She forced aloofness into her voice. It was a coldness that she didn’t feel.
“I trust no one,” she lied. She had trusted the person who’d gotten her out. Someone she had least expected to help her. “That is how I was able to get out of the Clan without anyone knowing I was about to escape.”
Tristan moved closer. He squatted and then leaned over her, his face coming to within a few inches of hers. She shivered with anticipation as she got a close-up view of his pointed fangs. His lust scent wrapped around her, enticed her to part her lips with anticipation for a kiss from him. But he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he grinned.
“The attraction for us is still there, isn’t it, Satin. The need to have three males fucking you is as intense as ever.”
Her breathing increased as he reached out. Using both his hands, he grabbed the collar of the blouse she wore and tugged harshly. The buttons popped away like candies and her top and bra were torn open, exposing her heaving breasts to them. Before she knew what was happening, Jaymes and Luca moved in a lightning flash. They settled on the bed on either side of her. Their
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