CHAPTER 64
FRANKIE
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The drive back to the tower is quiet once again, but this time, Wren holds my hand the entire way. The sex was definitely different, and I can’t wait to do it again. I felt everything so much more, and just thinking about him inside of me…thrusting into me, has me squeezing my legs together from the heat pooling against my pussy.
I can still feel Wren’s cum, sticky between my legs, and I definitely need a shower. Is there even a point to a shower with him? He’ll just make me dirty all over again. He’ll cover me in his cum as we pant and sweat and…
Oh my fucking god.
I cover my mouth in shock when I feel a strange tingling sensation in my mouth. I poke my tongue against my teeth and feel the sharp canines jutting out.
“What’s wrong?”
Wren asks, glancing over at me as I turn to look at him.
“My teeth!”
I hiss out, and he gives me a smile.
“Your fangs dropped when you came earlier. Did you not notice?”
I shake my head aggressively. I was too fucking focused on him making me come. “Why are your fangs dropped now?”
I just stare at him and press my lips together, willing them to go away. He raises an eyebrow slowly, and a wicked grin creeps across his lips. “What were you thinking about just now, Francesca?” He purrs.
“Nothing!”
My voice goes up to an abnormally high pitch, and he chuckles low in his throat.
He slips his hand from mind and sets it on my thigh. It’s like electricity shooting through me. He slides it up, and I quickly grip his wrist to stop him, but he shoves his hand between my legs. I jolt at the sensation, and he lets out a low, rumbling growl.
“Francesca,”
he chides, sliding his fingers up my slick slit and against my clit. “Were you thinking about me fucking you?”
I squirm against his touch, gripping into his arm harder. I gasp and buck my hips when he slides two of his fingers inside my pussy. I’m so fucking sensitive, that I feel like I could die just from pleasure. I tighten my thighs around his hand and he tsks, pausing his assault.
“Open your fucking legs, Francesca.”
His tone sends a shiver up my spine and my legs quiver as I slowly open them up to him. I fight back the urge to close them again when he dips his fingers into me quicker.
I glance over at him as I pant out harsh breaths. His eyes are on the road ahead as he casually winds himself back into the city. His throat bobs and his jaw twitches as he slams his fingers into me harder and faster. My fingers rip into the leather of the seats as I claw and scream out in pleasure. My orgasm feels like it’ll never end. I feel like I’m floating, and I can’t come down from this high. My fangs ache. I’m so amped up, that I feel like I need to sink my teeth into something. No…into someone.
“Wren!”
I moan. “I…I’m so hungry.”
He pulls his hand away from me and I collapse against the seat, feeling satiated, but exhausted. My mouth feels dry and my stomach churns as the hunger inside of me roars.
He grabs his phone and makes a call. “Zen,”
he snaps. “I want Mirin waiting outside my apartment in ten minutes.”
He ends the call and glances over at me with a smirk on his face. “I ordered room service.”
“Room service?”
“We’re going to satisfy that hunger, Chess. I don’t need my Queen starving while I fuck her into oblivion.”
My eyes widen, and he laughs as he glances at me. Queen…I’m a fucking Queen now. I’m with the King of the vampires of this territory. He literally controls multiple cities, and every single warden fears him. A shiver creeps up my spine and a smile pulls at my lips as I fidget with the edge of the shirt.
“Of course, your majesty,”
I say quietly, peeking at him from the corner of my eye.
I see him grip into the steering wheel harder and he presses down on the gas. We’re flying through the city, but I don’t feel the same fear I felt earlier. Earlier he was angry and crippled with sadness, and I worried that he would actually do something to hurt himself, and in turn me, since I tagged along. I’m glad I did though. I was able to get through to him and admit my feelings. He admitted it too, and I vow to keep my promise to Alex.
“Chess?”
I startle at the sound of my name and turn to Wren. He frowns and reaches up to wipe at my cheek, and only then do I realize that I’m crying. “Are you okay?”
I nod my head and give him a smile. “I’m okay. I was just…thinking about Alex,”
my voice drifts off and I see the pain flicker in his eyes again. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything,” I add.
“No, it’s fine. It hurts, but it’s comforting to know that his presence is in your mind as well. I think that would have made him happy. Knowing that he had people who think of him, even when he’s gone.”
“I’ll never forget him, Wren.”