From Slave To Queen (Athena and Michael) novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104

I don’t know what drives me to tempt her with my words, to earn her reactions fueled by rage–t just know I can’t stop. I see her inhale deeply through flared nostrils, trying to control herself. Maybe she’s already realized she’s the perfect aphrodisiac for someone as messed up as I am.

“Where are you, Elara?” I get up and round the desk to approach her. “Let’s stop playing. You meet me every day. You know you want me to find

“That’s the last thing I want.”

e her.

She almost sounds sure. Almost. There’s a small part of her that hesitates. I decide to offer her a piece of information that might shake!

“Are your parents with your

“You know damn well they’re not.”

“Why would I know that?” I shinug. “They’ve disappeared too–jou like you”

I lashes through her eyes so quickly I might’ve imagined it but if there’s one thing I know how to spot the moment it shows, it’s fear. She hides it quickly and adopts a tall, confident posture. She challenges me by lifting her chin.

You’re lying,” she spits. “You’re trying to make me come back using your dirty tricks”

“You like the dirty things I do–admit it.” I curve my lips into a smug half–smile. “I wish this was my doing–you know how much I love being bad- but this time, I had nothing to do with your parents.”

“You’re despicable.” She clenches her teeth and storms toward me, stopping just inches away. “If you’ve hurt my p

“You’ll what?”

parents, I swear II—”

I hear the faint sound of her skin tightening over her knuckles, the rub of her teeth grinding, the thundering beat of her heart driven by fury, and finally I see the flame of rage ignite in her eyes, I’m so distracted watching her expression that I don’t realize her hand is moving toward my chest, holding a letter opener. It manages to stab a couple of centimeters in before I stop her attack by grabbing the sharp blade. The flesh of my palms splits, and the blood from my wounds mixes with what spills from my chest.

She can’t hide her surprise at what she’s done–and I couldn’t be more aroused by her outburst. Her fingers are stained with my blood, and she lowers her gaze to see what her fury has led her to do. With my free hand, I press against the small of her back and pull her close.

The letter opener in my chest shifts slightly, drawing a grunt of pain from me. Her lips tremble, as if she’s holding something back

“Don’t worry, there’s nothing here, darling” 1 lower my gaze to the point where our bloodied fingers touch. “And if there were, you’d be the only one

I’d let break k

“I hate you, I hate you. I hate you.”

The blows of her hand on my shoulder make me hiss in pain

“Shhh… I know, little wild thing” I slide my hand from her back to her nape and pull her closer and closer. “I know.”

I close the distance between our mouths and trap her lips with mine. At first, she resists, but a gasp escapesher throat as her hand tries to push me away. She twists the letter opener in my chest with no success, as I only press her closer to me.

I feel the exact moment her will breaks beneath mine. Her lips become compliant, her tongue tentatively licks mine, and her breathing quickens, seized by excitement. My hands roum her body, unable to stop even for a second–I don’t want to leave a single inch untouched. Nothing feels like enough; I want to wrap her completely, to caress every centimeter of her being, to brush her skin with sin engraved in my fingertips.

She sinks her teeth into my lip with enough force to taste my blood. I only need the slightest touch of my fangs to slice her lower lip, soft and plump. The burst of her wild–flavored blood awakens my senses even more. Ourlongues tangle, tasting each other, creating a lethal cocktail.

“Come back to me, Elara” I whisper, my voice hoare.

My hand moves down her back, tracing the curve other spine. The shirt she’s wearing does little to side her figure–I can feel the warmth of her sk beneath my fingertips. I go lower and lower until I cradle her ass. One of her hands remains pressed against my chest, and the other, tangled in my hair, pulls me closer.

“What do you really want from me?” she asks, her voice laced with pain and desire.

1 grip her flesh ughter and end up lifting her off the ground, forcing her legs to wrap around my waist. I can feel the sting on my lip and the hot trickle of blood that runs down it, but I don’t care in the slightest. I dive into her mouth again, trying to silence every question, every doubt, everything I don’t want to answer. I move us across the room until her back rests against the wall.

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Chapter 104

I don’t know if she’s aware of how her hips seek out my touch. My cock is about to burst inside my pants, and her movements only heighten the

agony.

“This isn’t real,” she says against my mouth. This isn’t real.”

I won’t let her taint this moment by saying it’s just a dream. She knows as well as I do that this is real–I don’t know how it’s possible, but she’s here.

My hands move to her breasts, which, despite the fabric, can’t hide her arousal. I feel her nipples hard against my palms and go lower until I find the strings keeping her pants tied

“This is very real. Elara,” I growl. “Let me show you how real it is.”

1 manage to loosen the ties and create enough space to slide my hand inside. She’s not wearing underwear, and that allows me to instantly feel the softness of her folds. She’s soaking wet and slick.

“You’re so wet, Elara… I bet if I slipped a finger inside right now, you’d squeeze it tight”

“Shut up, she hisses

“I could go down and put something in my mouth that would keep me quiet”

I don’t wait for her next clever comeback. Instead, I slide my fingers along her slit, spreading her weiness from top to bottom. I hear her uneven breathing, and it only pushes me to keep going. I purposely avoid her clit, wanting to drive her mad. With my fingertip. I trace her entrance several times, teasing her, promising to fill that emptiness—until I do.

1 sink my index finger all the way in and feel her entire body tense and relax within seconds. She streiches completely, leaving the column of her neck fully exposed to me. I trail my tongue across it, lick her skin while I move a finger inside her, opening her enough to slide in another.

Her moans grow louder. She digs her nails into my shoulders and moves her hips in rhythm with my fingers going in and out of her.

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