Claiming His Queen

by Goode, Ella

  “I’ll be keeping the original. Now, tell Kailler everything there is to know about Poppy and Sara while I go consummate this relationship.” I sweep Cora up in my arms. “Ready, baby?”

  “Not really.”

  “I guess making you ready is my job.” I grin wickedly.

  Chapter 17

  Cora

  Aidon keeps a tight hold on me as we ride the elevator up. We pass the floor that I’ve been staying on, going all the way to the top. When the doors slide open, he scoops me up into his arms. I wrap mine around his neck. I can’t believe that he’s truly mine. There are a lot of things that happened in the last few hours that are unbelievable. But I don’t want to focus on any of those; I want to focus on my new husband.

  I try to steal peeks around the living room area, which has a giant piano off to the side. The walls have floor-to-ceiling windows. He carries me through a long hallway, moving too fast for me to take everything in. He kicks open a set of double doors walking into the master bedroom. He tosses me onto the bed. I let out a small scream of surprise.

  “If you like that dress, you’ll need to remove it. You don’t want me doing it for you.” He pulls his suit jacket off, tossing it onto the floor before going for the buttons of his shirt. I sit up on my knees, watching him as his chest comes into view.

  The small scars that are scattered across his chest don’t go unnoticed by me. He reminds me of a warrior that just came from winning a battle and is here to claim his virgin bride. But this isn't a historical romance. This is real life.

  “Dress, Cora.” I pull my eyes away from his broad chest to meet his. I suck in a breath at the hungry look I see in his eyes. Aidon doesn’t only look at me like he wants me. No, he looks at me like he needs me to survive. I scoot over closer to him, wanting to touch him.

  I place my hands on his chest. His breathing is heavy, with his chest rising and falling under my touch. “You remind me of a warrior. Has anyone ever told you that?” I lean forward. “Can I kiss you here?” I ask. He lets out a strangled groan.

  “You can kiss me anywhere you want, my sweet Cora.” I softly kiss the first scar before moving on to the next. His hips thrust up on their own accord, his hard cock pressing into me. The ache between my legs grows. I continue to explore him.

  “I can’t take much more. I need you.” My heart flutters, thinking that this powerful man needs me.

  “Then take me.” He grabs the front of my dress, ripping it from me. My breasts spill free, leaving me only in a pair of panties. I fall back onto the soft bed. He puts one knee on the bed before going for my panties. He pulls them down my legs, tossing them away.

  His rough hands feel like heaven as they slide across my legs and up my thighs. He spreads me wide to make room for him. He leans down, taking my nipple into his mouth. I moan, my back coming off the bed. He trails kisses to the other one before he gives it the same treatment as the first. His mouth never leaves me as he moves down my body. I’ve never felt so alive in my life.

  “Aidon.” I wiggle under him, needing something I don’t fully understand. “It hurts.” His hands pin my hips to the bed.

  “I’ll make it better for you.” He blows against my sex, making me whimper. “I bet you’re sweet everywhere.” His tongue swirls around my clit. I dig my fingers into the bedding, needing to hold on to something. I can’t help but watch him.

  He pushes one of his thick fingers inside of me pumping it in and out while his mouth does magical things to me. When he sucks my clit into his mouth I’m done for. I drop my head back as I cry out his name as an orgasm like I’ve never experienced floods through my body. The pleasure greater than anything I’ve ever felt before.

  Aidon doesn’t stop. He works another finger inside of me. It's tight, and I feel a small burn, but oddly the burn feels good. He picks up the pace thrusting in and out of me. When he hooks his fingers inside of me, another orgasm comes out of nowhere, this one as powerful as the last. My back bows off the bed as I scream out his name again.

  “Aidon. I don’t think I can do that again.” He kisses my clit, making my whole body jerk. I’m too sensitive everywhere. I feel a loss the moment his fingers slip from inside of me. He kisses the insides of my thighs gently before making his way back up my body. “You like kissing me.” I smile up at him. I can still see the hunger in his eyes and the remnants of my orgasm on his lips.

  “I want my mouth to know every inch of your skin.”

  I reach up, touching his jaw. He leans into my touch.

  “I love the sweet side of you that you give me. That it hurts you when I cry.”

  “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but you make me feel things I’ve never experienced before. You’ve woken me up from some deep slumber. Now that you’ve come into my life, colors seem brighter, food tastes more delicious, and smiling is no longer unfamiliar. Everything is more with you in my life.”

  I pull him down to kiss me, tasting myself on his lips. He’s going to make me fall in love with him. Can a man like Aidon love me back, I wonder. The fear I saw in his eyes when I’d held the needle to my neck earlier makes me think he might already love me.

  The head of his cock brushes against my sensitive clit, making my body jerk again. He reaches between us, guiding his cock inside of me. I dig my fingers into his shoulder as he makes shallow thrusts in and out of me.

  My hips start to move with him, my body wanting more. “Aidon. Make me yours.”

  “You’ve always been mine.” He thrusts all the way inside of me. His mouth covers mine, muffling the small scream that comes from me. I feel so full. “Tell me you’re okay.” He presses kisses to my face. My eyes flutter open. I can see the worry in his eyes. The burn I initially felt fades away.

  “More,” I tell him, lifting my hips.

  “Wrap around me,” he orders. I lift my legs, doing as he tells me. This time his thrusts are deeper and harder. I can feel him everywhere. At this moment I feel closer to him than anyone else. I can picture a happy life with him.

  The groans he makes as he thrusts in and out turn me on as much as him being inside of me. His hand slips between us. His fingers go to my clit as he strokes me.

  “I need you to come, wife.” Him calling me his wife sends me over the edge. I hear him groan as he spills his release deep inside of me. Black spots dance in my eyes as the orgasm courses through my body. My sex locks around him. My body is greedy for him, wanting him to remain inside of me.

  He rolls, taking me with him. I sprawl out on his chest. Both of us are breathing heavily as we try to catch our breath. His fingers run up and down my back, stroking me. I snuggle more into him. My eyes begin to feel heavy. I feel him kiss the top of my head as I start to drift off.

  “I think I’m in love with you. Please don’t break my heart. I don’t think I could bear it,” I mumble before sleep finally takes me.

  Chapter 18

  Aidon

  I don’t know a thing about love. Loyalty, devotion, honor, and even death have been mainstays in my thirty-something life, but not love. It’s a soft emotion, one that makes you vulnerable and to utter it to another, without knowing that they will say the same in return, requires a certain courage—or stupidity.

  I run my thumb across her forehead. Cora is not an ignorant girl, but a clever, sweet woman whose femininity cloaks more bravery than most men will encounter in three lifetimes. I take her hand and press it to my lips and hold it against my heart as I let sleep take me under.

  In the middle of the night, I wake...hungry. Cora is tucked against my side, her head on my shoulder. Her small, even breaths puff like clouds against my skin. My cock throbs and pulses. One taste of her was not enough.

  I roll her over and extricate myself from her grip. My mouth finds the pulse at her neck and then her collarbone. I mold her tits with my hands, and she moves restlessly under my touch. My lips curve into a smile as I place a tender kiss on the top of each pert globe. Another time, I will suck on these titties, b
ut for now I have a different target. I move lower, over the curve of her rounded belly, down to the manicured bush behind which her delicate clit quivers in anticipation.

  I thumb that small appendage, and her legs part like the sea. I lick it gently on the tip and around the edges while my fingers slip into the folds of her sex.

  “Aidon,” she murmurs, her nails scraping across my skull.

  “I’m taking care of you, love.” I test out the word and it sits surprisingly well on my tongue for how foreign it is for me. I’ve never used it before. “Lie back and let me work.”

  “Is this a man’s job?” she teases. Her voice is throaty with sleep.

  “I’ve heard it’s one that both sexes can excel at, but should you try to find satisfaction with either a man or a woman, I’ll have to kill them.”

  Her fingers still in my hair. “You sound serious.”

  “I am.” I nip at her clit, which elicits a yelp from Cora. I soothe the nip with a kiss and a suck, moving my fingers inside of her tight channel. “This pussy is mine now. No one gets to touch it.”

  “What about me?”

  “Not even you.”

  “What if you aren’t around, though?”

  I rise up on my elbows so she can see the seriousness of my intent. I’m not playing a game here. “Then you will have to wait. I bring you pleasure. I call forth your orgasm. You are mine now. That’s what it means to belong to me, to pledge yourself to me.”

  She blinks and chews her lower lip as my words sink in.

  “And I belong to you.” I take her hand and wrap it around my cock. The girth prevents her fingers from meeting, but her hold is sure. “This is yours and I will not use it on anyone but you. My pleasure is yours to command. This is my pledge.”

  I move her hand up and down my shaft, savoring the friction, the butterfly light touch across my nerves, the small cup of her palm that engulfs my head. I close my eyes and let her stroke me for a few seconds until I feel the familiar tension at the low of my back. It doesn’t take much for her to work me up. “Okay, that’s enough.”

  “I thought I got to control when you came,” she teases. At least, I think she’s teasing.

  “You do. When you come, I come. That’s how you control me. Now hold your sweet thighs far apart so I can properly eat you.” I place one of her hands on each of her legs and push up on the back of her thighs until she’s completely and utterly exposed. Her cunt lips glisten in the moonlight like some rare flower that only blooms at night, except her bud opens for my gaze only.

  Between my legs, my cock weeps with hunger. I shove my own need aside and dive in. My fingers scissor her apart, opening the swollen channel for my ravenous tongue. She tastes better than champagne cake, better than the frosting, better than a cool glass of water after a year in the desert. If all I could eat was her, I’d be satisfied. Her nectar rolls across my tongue, tangy and honeyed. I lap it all up, jacking my fingers in her, biting her clit, thumbing the little organ until she’s thrashing against the sheets. When her desire chokes her words into short, panting syllables, and her body trembles like a leaf in a hurricane, I rise up and slam my thick cock inside of her. She screams. I shout. The words don’t make sense. It’s just a jumble of exclamations and curses and pleas for more, more, more, more until the more crashes into both of us, and the waves of pleasure sweep over our heads and take us under. My cum jets inside of her cunt in endless milky streams. I hold her close, willing my seed to plant itself inside her womb. We’ll make a baby together, and that child will be the proof of our union.

  Shivering and gasping, she curls into my embrace. I capture her mouth and kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue. Still, my lust is not spent. My cock remains hard inside her. I flip onto my back and let her grind on top of me, working herself into another orgasm.

  “I’m in love with you,” I tell her as she pulls out all the cum I have in my body. “Take care of me. I don’t know how to love anyone. You’ll have to teach me.”

  A sob catches in her throat. “I don’t know how to love anyone either.”

  “Then we’ll learn together.” I roll her over and thrust inside of her.

  “Again, Aidon?” she asks in bewilderment.

  “I don’t know if I’ll ever have enough of you. I love you,” I confess. Words I’ve never said to another. For a reason I don’t deserve, she says them back.

  Chapter 19

  Cora

  “Do you think we could go out to a restaurant?” I ask. I stare out of the car window as we pass a handful of them. There are so many things I haven't gotten to do over the years. I wonder if Aidon is going to keep me in a cage too. I’m not mad about it. I get it. I can be used against my husband and my mom. I love them both so much I never want that to happen to either of them. Yet I want to experience new things, and I want to do it with Aidon.

  The thought of losing my Aidon is unbearable. I know he would feel the same if something were to happen to me. When you love someone this much, there is a lot that comes with that. You open yourself up to possibly losing that person one day. I can only hope that it will be decades from now with our grandchildren all around us. I don’t know why I’m thinking about these things. Aidon has changed so many things for me that I can’t imagine my life without him in it now.

  “You’re hungry?” Aidon wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me into his lap.

  “Not right now.” We just had lunch. “I didn’t mean we had to go now, but one day. Maybe we could have a date night!”

  “You want a date night.” He brushes my hair off my shoulder before kissing my neck. I melt into him more. “Then I’ll give you one. I own a handful of restaurants.”

  “Really?” I bounce in my seat. Who knew falling for the most feared man in the city could turn out to be my very own fairy tale?

  “If I have the means to do something for you, all you have to do is ask me, and it will be done.” I turn my head to look at him.

  “You know I’m a sure thing. You don’t have to butter me up.”

  “I never say something I don’t mean.” I press my mouth against his, loving the way he kisses me. This man has changed so much for me. We’re learning the meaning of love together.

  “You should be careful. People are going to think you’ve gone soft.” He smirks. Ahh. I love that damn sexy smirk of his. I’m the only one that can get it from him.

  “If anything, they should fear me more. If something happened to you, I’d burn this city to the ground.” I suck in a breath. “Am I turning you on, sweet wife of mine? If I reached into your panties would your pussy be wet for me?”

  “You know you are. If I was wearing any they would be.”

  He growls, taking my mouth in a deep kiss that leaves me breathless.

  “We’re here,” he says when he pulls back from the kiss. I swear Aidon is pouting right now. He did not want me coming to my mom's warehouse. That’s what it looks like from the outside at least. There are enough rooms for all of Mom’s girls to stay if they needed a place. This is where they train and do anything else they need to.

  “You can’t keep me from my mom. Plus, I have things here I want to take home.”

  “I’ll buy you all new things.”

  I roll my eyes. “Some things are irreplaceable. Like my hardcover books.”

  Bran opens the back door. Aidon slips me off his lap, getting out first before offering me his hand.

  “I don’t like this,” he grumbles. His hand that’s holding mine tightens.

  “Sorry, no men allowed.” I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him. He still has to lean down some for me to reach his mouth.

  “Cora!” I turn to see Laura standing in the doorway. She’s all dolled up right now. Her breasts are almost spilling out of her corset. I have to admit that it’s nice to see a familiar face. I’ve been missing my friends from here. Even though Kailler and I have become closer, I’m still breaking down some of her walls.

  I bounce over to her,
giving her a hug. “When we told you to seduce the man, we didn't mean marry him,” she teases me. I glance over my shoulder at Aidon to see if he might be looking at Laura. I think she is the prettiest of all the girls. And the deadliest. Aidon’s eyes are on me and only me.

  “Twenty minutes.” Aidon taps his watch.

  “Twenty minutes!”

  “It will be nineteen soon.”

  “You’re lucky I love you.”

  “I am,” he agrees quickly. “I love you too.”

  “Okay. You win. I know you might go into withdrawal for me if I’m gone too long.” Laura snorts a laugh.

  “We got her, big guy.” Laura pulls me in, shutting the door behind her. “That man looks like he wants to devour you.”

  “He does.” I put my hand over my mouth. I can’t believe I just said that. Laura laughs even harder.

  “Is my mom here?”

  “She’s on a call in her office, but she’ll be out in a few. We let her know that you’re here.”

  “Will you let her know I’ll be in my room?”

  “Will do.”

  I make my way toward my room. It takes me a minute because everyone keeps stopping me to hug me. I’m pretty sure they all think of me as their little sister.

  “You’re back.”

  “Sara!” I wrap her in a hug. Aidon told me he hadn't hurt any of the girls. They still, however, are on the hunt for who killed Poppy. If we’re all on the same side now, couldn't Sara sit down and talk? Fill in any questions everyone might have.

  “You married Aidon Kasteros.” I did. I can tell from the look in her eyes that she hates my husband.

  “He’s a good man,” I defend him.

  “You don’t get it. You ruined everything. Aidon and Karin will be unstoppable together.”