Saving Their Queen

by Beth Rosalee

  My face heats as I realize that I just spewed my mouth diarrhea. I clear my throat as our food is brought out to the table. I inhale; the food smells divine and my mouth waters in anticipation.

  “Wait, so, you didn’t know you were a shifter before you met the boys? How did you find out after meeting them, did they tell you? I’m a bit confused,” Jack says after the food is placed in front of us, focusing on the first part of my statement.

  “Oh no, they didn’t tell me anything really. It was so weird, as each of them made any kind of contact with me for the first time. I would get this crazy shock- like being electrocuted. I had a strange desire to be close to them, even though I barely knew them. It wasn’t until Gray touched my arm that anything really happened. The pain was so intense that I passed out, next thing I knew, I woke up in excruciating pain and then I was on four legs. Gray tried to explain things to me then, but all I could focus on was the pain really,” I explain, making Jack’s, Arnold’s and Richard’s eyebrows draw down in confusion.

  Liam chimes in, explaining his thoughts, saving me from trying to discuss what I don’t understand myself.

  “We believe she is the woman from the prophecy that we have been told about since our childhood. Only, we can’t remember the second one and I can’t seem to find it in the archives,” he finishes on a frustrated huff.

  Clearly, he isn’t used to not finding the information he needs. Richard’s eyes light up, though.

  “That’s because it is stored in my personal archives, Liam; why didn’t you come to me? I will grab the book after dinner so we can all look at it. I can’t remember what either prophecy is at the moment, it’s been so long. Most people started believe they weren’t real.”

  “Oh, thank the gods, I was starting to believe it wasn’t anywhere to be found,” Liam sighs in relief.

  Richard smiles and nods.

  “Alright, let’s dig in before the food gets cold,” Jack says, digging into his food.

  Grabbing my napkin, I place it in my lap and finally look down at what is in front of me. Oh my, that is some plate of food; I sure hope they don’t mind a woman who likes to eat. I cut off a slice of meat and place it on my tongue. Oh, I’m in food heaven. The flavors are like fireworks in my mouth. I moan at the first bite. My eyes shoot wide and I look around. Everyone has paused in their eating to watch me.

  “I’m sorry, this is absolutely divine, though. I can taste every little spice in here. Is that normal?” I ask, looking to my guys, trying to mask my embarrassment.

  “Yes, Beautiful, it’s all your superior senses,” Wyatt explains with a smile.

  “Right, that makes sense.”

  I smile and turn back to my food, getting lost in the fantastic flavors as everyone idly chats about their day-to-day stuff. I’m so lost in my food that I don’t realize everyone has gone quiet until my last bite. I look up and dart my eyes around the group. My guys have hungry looks in their eyes, and Gray’s father and betas have amused looks on their faces.

  “What, do I have something on my face?” I ask, picking up my napkin and wiping my mouth just to be sure.

  Jack chuckles.

  “I don’t think that I have ever seen one of our women be able to finish one of Helene’s dishes as she makes the servings for a full-grown male wolf. Nor have I ever seen it done so vocally. Helene will be very pleased to know you enjoyed it so much. I hope you have room for dessert,” he teases, smiling at me.

  “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t even know I was making noises; how very rude of me. I’m so embarrassed and very sorry. But I love food, and I love to eat. I have never been one of those girls where food is involved,” I say sheepishly. “Oh, and I would love dessert.”

  “No need to apologize, but I think my son is suddenly ready to take you home if that look he is giving you is anything to go by.” Then, addressing his son, his happy demeanor dropping to a serious look as the dinner plates are cleared and dessert is brought out. “Speaking of taking her home, why do I smell the boys’ scent on her, but not yours? You know it’s time for you to make the challenge and take my place don’t you boy? That’s the rules- as soon as you find your mate, as next alpha in line, you need to announce the challenge.”

  “Yes father, I remember just fine. You have only reminded me every day of my life since mom died that it is my duty to takeover for you since I won the tournament against all the other potentials,” Gray growls at his father. “We didn’t come here to discuss that matter though. We came so you could meet our mate, father. And to seek help with the prophecies.”

  Jack sighs heavily.

  “Very well, boy, but you need to complete the mating soon and call out the official challenge.”

  “Fine, I challenge you for alpha in three months’ time- we will fight until submission,” Gray responds angrily, standing from the table. “Please, excuse me,” he says; then, walks out of the dining hall.

  Chapter 33

  Celia

  I am stunned at the quick turn of events and not knowing what else to do, I stand and excuse myself to follow Gray.

  “Excuse me, please. I’m just going to go check on him.”

  I hurry after him, but as I’m heading down the hall, I hear voices.

  “Come on, Gray-Gray, let me take care of you. To take the edge off.”

  “Back off, Hannah, I’m not in the mood for your shit.”

  “Please, Grayson, I just want to be with you; I’ll take care of you way better than that freak ever could,” Hannah whines and I see fucking red.

  I’ve got her up the wall, dangling by her throat, before even I realize what happening. My claws have lengthened and are piercing her neck just enough to draw blood.

  “What the fuck did you call me, bitch?” I snarl in her face, my words slurred from my canines pressing into my bottom lip.

  Her eyes nearly pop out of her head in fear and she tries desperately to pry my hand from her throat.

  “G-G-Grayson! Help me please! Get her off of me,” she pleads, looking at him.

  I can see her heart racing through the pulse in her neck.

  “Shut up! He isn’t going to save you, bitch, because he is mine, is that understood? Now, you will back the fuck off before I remove you from the situation myself.”

  I give her a hard shake; then, toss her to the side. Turning on Gray, ready to lay into him, I pause at the hungry look clouding his eyes. My gears switch in the next breath and instantly that fire is raging inside of me again.

  “That was so incredibly fucking hot, baby girl,” He says right before he grabs me into his arms and steal my lips in a kiss like I have never felt before.

  I barely hear the sobbing bitch still laying on the floor as I moan into his mouth, trying to press closer, needing more. I have been so desperate for him that I rip his shirt open buttons flying everywhere as I do. He growls and bites my lip. I taste the tang of blood on my tongue, and the sting of his teeth piercing my skin and it’s exquisite. He grabs me by the ass. wrapping my legs around his waist. and slams me against the same wall I had that bitch pinned too. Oh shit, I hope he fucks me right here while she watches.

  I undulate my hips against his massive ejection straining his jeans, and he squeezes my ass hard in turn. The friction makes me moan loudly, his mouth stealing it away as quickly as it came. I use my arms to trace a path up his sculpted abs, pausing to run my fingers over his nipples, making him snarl and buck his hips. His pecs are so big that it would take three of my tiny hands to cover up just one. I trace them with light fingers attempting to memorize every inch of this god-like body, and I feel his muscles ripple underneath the skin.

  I move up to his shoulders, pushing his shirt down off of them, and he helps me remove it the rest of the way, throwing it on the ground carelessly. I continue my path around to his back, dragging my nails across his skin. He moans and finally breaks the kiss to move down my neck, biting me in between kisses. Giving me a small taste of what is to come, I turn my head, giving him be
tter access. I open my eyes to see if Hannah is still there.

  Of course, she is, making me grin in delight.

  I truly hope that she stays to watch him claim me as his. It will give me a sick satisfaction knowing she watched it all. I have to say there is also an exhilarating thrill in being in a public spot where anyone could walk up and watch us on full display. Gray makes it to my collarbone where all my new symbols are, and he drags his tongue slowly across them all, as if he’s claiming them along with me right in this moment.

  He reaches behind me, dragging the zipper on my dress down just enough to free my breasts from the top. Using his hips, he pushes forward keeping my pinned in place, freeing up his hands. He grabs both breasts, one in each hand. Lifting one to his lips, he bites down hard on it, making me cry out in a pain-filled moan. Fuck, it hurts so good.

  He sucks it into his mouth, soothing the pain away only to repeat it on my other breast. Using his fingers to pinch and roll the other nipple, my pussy throbs hard causing more of a flood to leak from my already wet pussy. I grind my clit against the seam of his jeans trying to find relief for my aching pussy.

  “Fuck me, Grayson, right here. Please, baby. I need you inside me, to claim me,” I beg him as I fumble with his pants.

  I finally pop open the button and unzip them, and he moves his hips back a fraction to help, never leaving my breast. He growls at my request.

  Popping my nipple free of his mouth for a second, he says, “These fucking breasts are perfection; I’m going to devour them while I fuck you right here, Princess. I hope you are ready, because I’m going to fucking destroy you in the best way.”

  I gasp at his aggressive and deep voice, his words coming out in a growl of a barely restrained beast.

  “Please. Yes, please.”

  It’s all I can manage through my gasping breaths.

  I pull his behemoth cock from his boxers, feeling how thick he is in my tiny hands, I look down as best as I can between us.

  “Holy fuck! There is no way that is going to fit!” I say with wide eyes.

  Using his hands to push my dress up past my hips, he grabs the fabric in the front of my thong and, with a quick flick of his wrist, he tears it free on my body. I mewl in pleasure at his rough treatment as he stuffs my thong in his back pocket.

  “It will fit, you were fucking made for me, Princess. Just trust me.”

  I nod my head.

  “I trust you, Gray, with my life.”

  He presses the head of his cock to my drenched opening, using one hand to grip my ass. With the other, he grabs my breast again, and it one quick thrust, he enters me at the same time as he bites down on my nipple again. I slam into an orgasm, throwing my head back against the wall with such force it cracks as I scream out my pleasure.

  “Ahhh, yes, baby!!”

  Growling, Gray begins to move inside me. He grabs my ass with both hands now and pulls almost all the way out. Then, he slams back into me so hard that I smash into the wall again, creating more cracks. Fuck, we are going to annihilate this wall. I can honestly care less, though, as he continues his punishing rhythm, fucking me into another orgasm. He is pushing the boundaries between pain and pleasure and I fucking love it.

  I glance over his shoulder once I come back down from that second earth shattering climax. I see Hannah still in the same spot just mere feet from us, eyes glued to where Grayson and I are joined. It’s almost like she is granting me my wish, whether she wants to or not. But she definitely wants to, if her hand sitting on her belly just at her waist with her pinky finger dipping in and out of her pants is anything to go on.

  “Touch yourself, Hannah, make yourself come to him fucking me, knowing that it will never be you.”

  I feel my eyes glow as I say this. Her eyes snap up to mine for a fraction of a second, then back down to where my pussy is greedily milking his cock. Her hand slips inside her pants, dipping into her pussy then back up to her clit. She circles it and she uses her other hand to pinch her nipple through her shirt.

  “You aren’t allowed to come before Gray does, do you hear me bitch?” I growl at her.

  “Yes, Alpha,” she gasps as her fingers slow on her clit.

  My pussy spasms around his cock at the pleasure I get from her watching. Leaving her to her own miserable pleasure, I look at Grayson. He is grinding his teeth with concentration.

  “That *slam* was *slam* so *slam* fucking *slam* sexy *slam* Princess. *slam* Come *slam* for *slam* me *slam* one *slam* more *slam* time *slam* before *slam* I *slam* explode,” he manages to grunt out between each thrust.

  My orgasm is right there, waiting to fall of the ledge. Grayson reaches in between us and rubs my clit in quick little circles, sending my hurtling over the edge.

  “I’m coming, baby, fuck, I’m coming!” I scream, my pussy convulsing around his dick.

  He thrusts a couple more times; then, with a long low deep moan, he let’s go inside of me. Leaning forward, he bites my left breast right over my heart. Quickly letting go, he grabs my hair, pulling my head to the side and bites my neck just below my ear, above the other marks.

  He let’s go as his cock pulses one last time, emptying all of himself deep inside me. He cleans both wounds and starts to pull out, clearly not getting the memo from the others. I growl, and clamp my legs harder around his hips, effectively stopping him. I wrap my arms around his waist and bite him hard on his left pec, right over his heart, in the same place that he bit me the first time.

  He growls and bucks his hips , and I let go of him, licking the wound clean when I hear Hannah come all over herself. Gray and I both look over to see her in a sort of daze, still staring at my pussy with his dick inside. After another thirty seconds of no change, it starts to get a little awkward. I loosen my legs and let him slip from my folds. Just as he is helping me to my feet, the flash of light and searing pain worse than the first three starts. I cry out as the pain starts at my shoulder and spreads down to my chest. It isn’t over in second like it was the first time. I look over to see Grayson gritting his teeth through the pain, just pulling me closer, holding me steady through it.

  I hear someone grunting not far from where Hannah is still dazed. Looking past her from against Grays chest, I see my other three mates fighting through the pain as well. What the hell is happening? I thought they were already marked. After another minute or so, the pain finally recedes, leaving me panting. Gray lets me right myself, while still holding onto my hips, to ensure I don’t tip over. I pull my dress back down over my hips. I reach up to fix my bra and the top of my dress, but Gray stops me by grabbing my hands gently. I look up at him questioningly.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask him.

  “Look at your chest, Princess,” he says, sweeping his hands over the spot where bit me.

  I look down and my eyes widen in surprise. There, on my chest, is a Celtic Knot shield. At each directional position on it, there is a tribal animal head. The top north position is a tribal lion’s head, this is obviously Gray’s symbol. At the south position is Wyatt’s wolf symbol; to the east is Tate’s dove, and to the west is Liam’s owl. Right in the very center is a tribal swan with a crown on its head. It’s absolutely beautiful. All of the guys have them, as well as, now. They are on their right shoulders.

  “Well, that is definitely a strange turn of events. And Hannah, why the hell are you still here?”

  I turn to look at her and realize that she is in the exact same spot as before, with her hand down her pants. I quickly fix my dress and wait for Gray to rezip it. I crouch down to the floor looking her in the eyes. She gives no reaction to me being in her face. I snap my fingers a few times, and she just slowly blinks.

  “What is wrong with her?”

  I turn to look at Gray.

  “Hell, if I know, Princess. You were the one being all kinky, ordering her around, not me.”

  He shrugs, giving up on buttoning his ruined shirt.

  “We felt a pressure on our chests when you were comma
nding her. Did you feel like you were doing anything other than just telling her what to do?” Tate asks.

  “I guess that I was still pissed that Gray was just letting her touch all over him, and I felt this rage. I felt like I wanted her to sit here like a good little bitch and watch Gray fuck me,” I say, shrugging. “I guess that was petty of me.”

  The guys are all laughing.

  “Gray let her do all that to get a rise out of you, because you know- he’s an asshole,” Wyatt says, still laughing.

  “Gotta say, Princess, you definitely came through with that reaction, though We will have to practice with the strength of yours. You could’ve killed Hannah when you snatched her up like that. But fuck me, that was some seriously sexy aggression.”

  I stand and punch Gray in the chest.

  “You asshole! I just zombiefied her all because you wanted to be even more of an asshole than you already are!”

  He grunts and rubs his chest with a mock surprised look on his face.

  “Well, I never denied being an asshole, and it gives me great pleasure to do so.”

  “Of course, you do,” I roll my eyes at him. “What am I supposed to do about her though; we can’t just leave her like this,” I question the guys.

  “To be honest, it kind of looks like you used Alpha power on her, only on steroids. So maybe try releasing her from the power,” Liam says.

  “Ah, yeah, I think you are right, Liam. So just try telling her in the same commanding voice that she is free to go or something,” Grayson agrees.

  “Ok, I’ll try,” I shrug, looking down at Hannah.