The Fallen Queen: (Gods & Monsters Book 2) (The Gods & Monsters Trilogy)

by Janie Marie

  She said nothing as she reached behind her and moved his erection away from her entrance.

  He chuckled, pressing a kiss on the back of her neck. “Do you know how many times I have touched you already? Nearly every time you were with the prince, I had my hand between your legs, increasing that ache you had for him. I have held you in this position many times, my queen. When your angel ignored you, I was there, soothing you. Do you not appreciate that?”

  “Do you have to sleep naked?” she mumbled, turning her face slightly.

  “I never sleep,” he said, sliding his hand over her hip. “However, I will make it a routine to spend this time with you.”

  “You don’t have to,” she said, trying to roll onto her stomach.

  “I know you are curious to see if I can satisfy you.” He grinned when she growled. “Even rolling away from me, your arousal is thick in the air.”

  “I hate you.” She pushed his hand off her hip.

  He put it back. “I don’t think you do. I think you want to hate me, but you hate yourself because you do not. It confuses you to not know why you are drawn to me.”

  “It’s her,” she said quickly.

  He held her hip as he sucked on her neck. She gasped softly but fought showing any other reaction, even when he slid his hand between her legs again. “Open your legs.”

  “You promised.” Her voice cracked, and she dug her nails into his wrist as he massaged her clit.

  “Kiss me, and I will stop.” He brushed his lips against her cheek, massaging her faster, smiling when her breathing sped up.

  “Please don’t do this,” she whispered, still trying to pull his hand away.

  “All I want is a kiss where I don’t have to push his face into your mind.”

  Turning her head slightly, she bared her fangs at him. “The only way that will ever happen is if you earn a place in my heart. Otherwise, expect every kiss or act you force on me to be one where I imagine his beautiful face in place of yours.”

  “That almost hurts, my queen,” he said, removing his hand, smiling at her furious glare. It wouldn’t be there for much longer. She was still rising, but she would fall. “You are so much stronger than they thought. Unfortunately for you, that is not a good thing.” He lay on his back and closed his eyes. “Rest, my queen. Tomorrow you will meet our army. You are my prize, my queen, and I want to show you off.”

  “I’m not a prize or your queen.”

  He glanced at her, noticing she was staring at his markings. “You are a weapon—you are my queen. Mine. My prize in the game I am playing.”

  “With who? Death?” She scanned more of his chest and abdomen.

  “You have much to learn.” He curled a finger at her. “Come. I swear, as your king, I will not touch you that way again tonight. I simply want you to rest. I know you sleep best listening to a heartbeat. Listen to mine. I will keep your nightmares away and keep her wicked smile from your mind.”

  She slowly moved closer. Her skin was still blue.

  “You are freezing,” he said, pushing her hair away from her face as he warmed his hand.

  She sighed, instantly turning her face into his palm and whimpering.

  “Oh, my little queen.” He pulled her down so her head would rest on his chest. “Here.” He touched her temple, reminding her of every time she lay with Death and David in this same position. She sobbed, clutching his wrist as she listened to his heartbeat. “A gift for you—just between us. Just for tonight.”

  “Thank you,” she whispered, holding his hand in place as if removing it would take away the memories.

  He shook her hand free and began caressing her hair when she whined. “Shh . . . Close your eyes and more will come. Just for tonight.”

  Eventually, her tears stopped, and her breathing evened out as she fell asleep.

  “Enjoying your prize, my king?” A dark voice filled the cave, making Jane cry out in her sleep. “I thought you would have the other in her place by now.”

  Lucifer didn’t look at his guest as he pressed his fingers to Jane’s temple, pushing happier memories into her mind. She did not need to wake to this. Not yet. “Good night, my queen.”

  Lucifer opened his eyes, startled upon realizing he’d fallen asleep. Jane was still sleeping, but she was lying completely on top of him now. Her new position didn’t bother him. It was the fact he had fallen asleep. He had only slept once before, and that was simply out of curiosity since so many Fallen welcomed the state of unconsciousness.

  Lucifer glanced down at Jane. She looked just as peaceful as she did when she slept with her vampire. In fact, because of the memories he stirred in her as she slept, she probably thought she was back in her lover’s arms.

  He watched her faintly smile at something in her dreams as one of her hands tightened in his hair. Scowling, he thought about throwing her on the ground, but he held back. She must be the reason for his laziness.

  Women were not permitted to stay in his presence longer than their use. Sleeping, especially, was not something he allowed. Even when comforting Jane before, he left after she fell asleep and returned when she woke.

  She tugged his hair, moaning softly as she tightened her legs around him.

  That feels good. He exhaled, squeezing her ass when she nuzzled him.

  Lucifer brushed the hair away from her forehead before pressing his lips there. “You were not supposed to last, Jane . . .” She wasn’t supposed to be in this state, but he couldn’t help but want to keep her for as long as possible before . . .

  “Mmm.” She moaned, nuzzling his neck.

  He squeezed her ass harder. “Wake up, my queen. We have a long day.”

  She instantly stilled. He knew she was awake now, but he continued caressing her back and ass. She was stimulated by him, but he didn’t know how much was simply because of her other half.

  “I know you’re awake, Jane.” He caressed her cheek. “We must start our day. You have had plenty of sleep.”

  She tried to yank away from him. “Let me go.”

  He tightened his arms around her. “You cannot overpower me, Jane. You gave me that right by coming with me. I don’t even need to use my hands, and you will stay right where I want you to.”

  She didn’t respond.

  “And be upset with yourself rather than me; I didn’t make you climb on top of me. You know you tend to behave this way when you’re upset. I enjoyed having you far more than I ever expected.”

  Again, she tried to move, and this time he proved he simply had to want her to stay.

  He lifted his hands, but she only managed moving an inch before growling and accepting she was stuck. “Stop behaving as if you don’t enjoy my touch. You got on me because you are comfortable with me whether you like it or not. You enjoy feeling my hands on your skin, and you enjoy knowing I am soft with only you.”

  “I don’t.” She huffed. “And I was asleep—dreaming about someone else. Prick.”

  He tilted her face up. “Do not speak to me that way. I gave you those memories as a gift. I could have tormented you, yet I let you dream your happiest moments.”

  She said nothing as she searched his face. Her eyes were duller this morning, but there was still a faint shimmer of gold in the center.

  Rubbing his thumb over her lip, he spoke softly, “You will only have those moments if I allow them, my queen. Try to please me, and I will reward you, even if I am not as thrilled with your heart’s desire.”

  “Why would you let me think of him—of them—if it angers you? You won’t even let me say their names.”

  He stayed quiet for a minute, continuing to run his hands over her back and thighs. “Because you are my queen. You will be pampered—to a degree. This will stay between us, and I will not do it every night. I suggest you only ask when you have been a well-behaved queen—one who is not so defiant and unpleased by my affection. Accept my touch, and I will be kind. Return it with your own, and I will do almost anything to bring a smile to your face.”
He held his thumb over her mouth. “Open.”

  She pressed her lips together.

  “Do you know what she will do when I give her that order?” he asked.

  Her eyes widened, and she shook her head. “Please don’t.”

  He pressed his thumb on her lips. “Open, then.”

  She did this time, and after rubbing her bottom lip again, he carefully put his thumb in her mouth.

  “Close,” he said, watching the gold in her eyes glow brighter as she wrapped her mouth around his thumb. Yes, she’s still ready to fight. “Suck.”

  Those eyes burned with hate as she did as she was told.

  Watching her for a moment, he spoke again, “Please me. For some reason, I wish to be in your company more than hers. She looks just like you, though, and I will grow bored with your defiance when I am being so kind. Last night, she would have given me anything I wanted. This morning, she would have woken with her lips—your lips—around my cock. All I ask is for you to be grateful and accepting. Do you understand?”

  She blinked her eyes as if to say yes but never stopped with her mouth.

  “Good girl,” he said, sliding his thumb out of her mouth. “We have some time before they expect us. Prove you are my queen. If you attempt to make me look bad, I will summon her and allow her to sate her lust for sex and blood. There are innocents out there. Do you know what she will do to them if I allow her?”

  She nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.

  “Your sweet little heart will save them, won’t it?”

  “Why are you this way?” she asked, wiping her tears.

  “I am Lucifer, Jane,” he said, lifting her so she could reach him. “Kiss me. Prove I do not need to call her.”

  She nodded, bringing her face close. “Can you let me see him?”

  He squeezed her ass, annoyed that she would ask this. “Does that answer your question?”

  “I’m sorry,” she said, lowering her face.

  “I cannot have you imagining them or saying their names in front of my men. If you do, I will call her and fuck you right in front of everyone as she screams my name.”

  A tear fell on his cheek, and she wiped it off. “I’m sorry.”

  “Stop apologizing and do as you’re told. It’s just a fucking kiss.” He didn’t let her reply and pulled her lips to his, roughly kissing her. She whimpered and didn’t return the kiss. Even when he rocked her body against his, she whined and sloppily pressed her lips against his. This wouldn’t work in front of his army.

  Pushing her up, he looked into her watery eyes and sighed. Perhaps it’s better this way, he thought before speaking aloud. “Come, demon.”

  “N—” Jane’s yell was cut short, and Lucifer was suddenly staring into a dark pair of eyes.

  She glanced down at their position, noting the lack of clothing on each of them. “Don’t tell me you fucked her first,” she said, reaching down to touch herself before lifting her fingers and licking them. “Not yet. Good.” She grabbed his dick, pumping her hand as she moved to position herself on top of him.

  He stopped her, watching her face contort with rage and confusion before he grabbed a fistful of her hair. “I’m not in the mood to fuck you.”

  She slid her hand up and down his cock, laughing. “I think you are. And I want you inside me.”

  Lucifer tightened his hand in her hair before pushing her head down. “I will wait to be inside her.”

  “YOU BASTARD!” She tried to raise her head, but he didn’t let her. “If you want your dick sucked, I want something first.”

  “Put your mouth around my cock before I rip your tongue out and prevent you from repairing yourself.” He pushed her again, forcing her to open her mouth. She began sucking immediately, but she glared up at him the entire time, touching herself as she bobbed her head.

  It felt good, really good, but he couldn’t look at her. He sighed, closing his eyes, instantly greeted by a pair of hazel eyes. It was that look the real Jane gave him where she almost smiled at his annoyance. It was brief, but it was the first genuine smile she’d given him.

  The evil version of his queen moaned as she sucked him, and he opened his eyes, looking down. She met his stare, and he almost felt himself soften.

  “Go,” he said, holding her head in place. “Go. She will finish.”

  She tried to pull back, but he forced her into darkness. Hazel.

  Jane’s eyes widened as she yanked her hand free from her pussy and tried to pull her head back.

  He held her, keeping his eyes on hers as they overflowed with tears. “Finish, Jane. She did most of it. Finish.”

  She gagged, and he loosened his grip in her hair without realizing it, allowing her to lift her head. “You bastard!” She sobbed, trying to get away.

  He grabbed her hair again. “Finish. I need release so that I can put my scent inside you. Finish or there will be a consequence you are not willing to pay yet.”

  Her cries caused a strange sensation in his chest, but he growled, mentally forcing her to open her mouth and resume.

  “Stop crying,” he said, sighing as she quickly found her rhythm. His orders were followed. Her tears ceased, and she performed like a pro. He was completely lost to her, and he felt his climax coming faster than he expected.

  “Don’t swallow. Hold it in your mouth,” he said, and he came as soon as she glared up at him. Holding her head in place, he filled her mouth, grunting and smoothing her hair down. “Good girl.”

  He felt tears on his leg, and he let her up. “Don’t swallow. Come here.”

  She mumbled something, causing some of his come to spill out of her mouth as she rose up on her knees.

  Lucifer shook his head as he sat up. “Breathe out your nose for a moment. Open your mouth.”

  She did, her tears sliding down her cheeks.

  “If you are smart, this is the only lesson you will need. When I tell you to do something, do it or she will.” He dipped his fingers in her mouth, coating them in his seed before reaching down and shoving them between her legs.

  She gave a startled cry and tried to move.

  He grabbed her by the hip. “Stop. Let me finish. I explained that you need to smell like me. They will wonder why I haven’t fucked you yet if you walk out there like this.” He repeated the process, rubbing her clit each time, making her cry because it was stimulating her. “I think that’s enough. Swallow.”

  She went to spit, but he grabbed her face. “Swallow. I will not have my seed available for anyone to come and take. Swallow. I know you can.”

  He sighed, kissing her forehead as she did. She cried, and he let her.

  “They fixed you, didn’t they?”

  She cried, shaking her head.

  He kissed her cheek as he caressed her hair. “You finally learned your body is not something to be used as a tool, only to be forced into doing so.”

  “I hate you,” she whispered, glaring at him.

  He watched, awed that her eyes were still lit with fire. “You smelled of David, Jane. Immortals have strong senses. Angels and demons have even stronger senses than vampires. If I had let you out there with you still drowning in his scent, I would have to explain things I am not willing to explain.” He kissed her forehead again. “If you just stopped fighting, it would be less painful. I do not wish to be so brutal with you.”

  For a while, she simply cried, but he knew he had said too much, and she would be analyzing everything he said and did.

  “Lie down,” he said, moving her away.

  “No more! Please,” she said as he positioned her on the bed.

  “I need your scent on me. Don’t fight me, and perhaps you’ll enjoy it.”

  She stared at him before looking up at the ceiling of the cave, her expression going blank.

  He needed her to be alert. Sticking his hand between her legs, he eased a finger inside her. As he watched her lie there without any reaction, he grew annoyed and began massaging her breasts with one hand while adding a se
cond finger. “You realize you were aroused when I spilled my seed in your mouth, don’t you? I could smell you.”

  She arched into his palm for a fraction of a second before whining and trying to be rigid again.

  “See, you do like it.” He grinned; her punishment was more pleasure.

  Squeezing her breast, he found just the right rhythm that had her gasping. She couldn’t even stop herself now. She was bucking her hips, wailing as she tried to keep herself still. “Please,” she said, gasping as her legs began to shake.

  “This has to happen, my queen. I did not expect you to last.” He leaned over her, pushing her hand away from her face. He kissed her tears and then her lips. “Let go. I need your scent on me as well. I’m trying to be kind by giving you the time you desire, but they will know. I do not wish to involve you in a fight because of this.”

  Something he said must have gotten to her. She opened her eyes, staring right into his. Her wet eyelashes were mesmerizing, and he felt himself growing hard again.

  He nudged her nose with his. “Does it feel good?”

  An anguished noise left her mouth.

  He rubbed a tear sliding into her hair. “I should just fuck you.”

  “Please don’t.” She sobbed, gasping as she glanced down. His dick was right in view for her.

  He pulled his fingers free, smiling when she practically groaned before clamping her mouth shut. She watched him stroke his dick, rubbing her scent all over him.

  “This would be simpler if we fucked,” he said, resuming his work on her. “You are making everything so difficult. I am reduced to acting as a teenage boy.”

  She tensed up, but she was close.

  “You like it when my dick is touching you, don’t you?” He lined the tip of his cock up to her entrance, laughing when she moaned and raised her hips. “Ah, that’s my beautiful queen. Accept me, Jane. It’s better this way.”

  “Oh, God!” She glanced down, her entire body shaking, and he began stroking himself instead of finger-fucking her. He left the tip of his cock in place, and she lifted her hips up, begging.