The Blood Queen – The Immortal Crown Saga Read Online Kenya Wright

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 99529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
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“It feels good when you touch them. Therefore, my body is eager.”

She raised both of her hands and gently grabbed them.

I groaned again.

Her soft fingers caressed them. “How good does it feel?”

I went delirious as she moved those fingers up and down over the horns. “Almost as if you are sucking on my cock.”

“Oh my.” She gripped them hard.

I grunted. “Be careful, Queen.”

“Why?”

“I am close to devouring you whole.”

She smirked. “You would not.”

I placed my view back on that clit. “I just might.”

Slowly, I moved lower and lower down her body.

“Come back.” She tenderly stroked my horns. “Where are you going?”

My focus remained on her pussy.

Hmmm.

My queen’s clit was a perfect jewel. The soft hood exposed the tip with a hint of wetness. The fragrance of her arousal soared up to me.

Drool dripped from my fangs.

Did she have any idea what I yearned to do?

If Camille did, she gave me no clue as she continued to slip those fingertips up and down my horns, driving me crazy.

Groaning, I faced her pussy.

She stirred. “Xander?”

I moved my sharpened fangs toward that pulsating bud of pleasure and pierced through the swollen flesh.

“Oh!” Her body shuddered with each sip I took. “Oh!”

Wildly groaning, I drank deeply from her, filling my mouth with her heated honeyed essence.

Sweet and sublime.

I felt bits of her soul slide into me. It was glorious, a nectar like no other, addictive, overwhelming, and all-consuming.

It was wrong for her to taste this good. When it came to her blood, there was no way I could ever quench this unquenchable thirst.

Still drinking, I opened my mouth wider and dove my tongue into her silky, wet pussy.

“Oh!!!” Camille let go of my horns and writhed under me.

Mine! All mine!

Her blood was a symphony of coppery and cinnamon, lush floral notes and a ripe fruitiness.

Dear Ambi.

The heady mixture sent shivers down my spine.

I drank some more, almost getting deliriously drunk.

“Oh, Xander!” She shuddered over and over. “Oh! Oh!”

Her heartbeat quickened, racing with excitement and fear.

My body thrummed with her energy.

Now.

I released my hormones into her. Glints of shimmering scarlet light flickered, twirled, and danced on around us.

Yes.

Slowly, my hormones moved deeper within her veins binding us together.

She gasped as our connection was forged.

Ambi, yes!

Our souls molded together, forever bound by the crimson rivers of passion flowing in our veins.

“Oh! Oh!”

Warmth spread through my body, telling me that our bond was stronger than ever.

Slowly, I slid my fangs out of her clit and took my tongue away.

Her blood dripped from my fangs and spilled down my lips, leaving dots on her pussy.

Grunting, I soared down and lapped at the drops.

She rocked her pussy against my mouth. “Oh, Xander.”

I pushed my thoughts into her head. Xander? Who am I to you?

Her voice moved inside of me. It was ribbons of silk unfolding in my head. You are my king.

Forever.

With one hand, I caressed her mound. With the other, I inserted a finger deep inside of her pussy, allowing it to slide in and out with ease.

She placed her hands back to my horns.

Pre-cum spilled from my cock.

She gripped them hard. “Take off your clothes and fuck me.”

There was a light slur in her words, telling me she was drunk off my bite.

Then, her beautiful thoughts filled my mind.

I want him so bad. I must have him.

I smirked and plunged two fingers into her, eliciting a ragged moan from her lips.

Still holding onto my horns, she rocked her pussy to my fingers’ rhythm.

Dear, Ambi. He knows my body so well. It is all his.

I pumped my fingers in and out, finding that sweet spot that made her hips buck and her body tremble with pleasure.

I need his cock. Now. Dear Ambi, why won’t he give it to me.

Here it comes, my queen.

I pulled my fingers out and licked them.

She eyed me and pouted. Hurry.

Quickly, I took off my clothes, blurring with some of the movements and slinging the garments around the room, not caring where they landed.

Once naked, I pressed my body on top of hers. My cock pushed forward, searching for her tight entrance.

“Oh, Xander.” She wrapped her legs around me, and I pushed deeper inside her with a powerful thrust that sent ripples of pleasure through us both.

“Oh. Oh. Oh.”

I came closer and sank my fangs into the curve of her neck.

She screamed, “Oh, Ambi!”

I shoved my thoughts into her head. He is not fucking you.

“Oh! Oh!”

I whispered in her mind. Who is fucking you?

My king!

My body quaked with erotic intensity.

I pulled my fangs from her neck and slammed my cock into her some more. Camille’s blood dripped down my chin and dotted her breasts.

She shuddered as I plunged deeper, moving in a slow, sensuous rhythm. Her body heated more. Her breaths came out in ragged gulps.

We moved together in perfect harmony. Our bodies intertwined as one. Our blood bond perfectly linked and stronger than ever. So strong, it seemed to transcend reality.


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