clothes and pulling his shirt back over his head. “Who’d have thought?” He gives me a knowing look as I glower at him.
I have no answer for that.
Chapter 7
Annabelle
I land in front of the double doors to the residence, irritated. I wasn’t quite done with Elijah and Killian, but this incessant knocking was getting on my nerves. It echoes through my head, making it hard to ignore.
I plump up my tits, squashed into a tight black corset and fluff out my hair.
Reaching for both of the door handles, I ceremoniously open the doors together, stepping back and resting my hands on the edges of the doors.
“Yes?” I inquire.
I take in Pestilence standing on my doorstep in an ice-blue cloak covering her from head to toe.
“My Queen,” she says. “How kind of you to let me in.” She barges inside, forcing me to take a step back or be barreled over.
“Do come in,” I murmur, shutting the doors. “By the way, you do know that there is a lockdown on, don’t you?”
“Hmm? Oh, that. Sure,” she says idly looking around the foyer before her blue eyes land on me.
I raise my eyebrow at her. She doesn’t give a flying shit that Darius would throw her in the pit if he caught her outside.
“Darius could suck your essence from your body before you knew what hit you,” I point out. “And I hear that he is real hungry right now.”
“Oh, he wishes,” she scoffs. “How about that drink?”
“I’ve already read your report,” I lie but I’m talking to her back. She is already walking away from me and deep into the residence.
Pursing my lips at having to follow her, I flame out and back in next to her, grabbing her arm and then taking her to the sin bin.
“Oh, I’ve heard of this place,” she comments.
“Well, it’s normally a bit more fun,” I reply, gesturing to the empty room. “But you get the idea.”
“Indeed,” she murmurs, running her hand over a nearby rack. The one where Killian fucked me like a filthy whore and then told me he would be with me.
I shiver at the memory and sit down in an armchair with another one turned towards it.
“Sit,” I order Xavier.
She turns back towards me and walks over to sit down. She flicks her hood back and crosses her legs. I take in the expanse of naked thigh right up to her exposed tits as the cloak falls away.
“Do you usually turn up uninvited and naked?” I ask her.
“Not usually,” she drawls. “But in this case, I wanted to make an impression. Killian is quite difficult to see around,” she adds with a small laugh.
“Oh, you don’t need to tell me,” I murmur. “Stand up.”
She does as I instruct and pulls on the tie at her neck, letting the cloak fall completely away from her. I enjoy looking at her for a moment. She has long, lean legs, a shaven mound, slender hips, flat stomach, tits that are about a handful with pretty pink nipples.
“You are attracted to your fellow Horseman?” I inquire with only a bit of bite.
The look she gives me would make me laugh if we weren’t talking about one of my males.
“No,” she states with conviction. “I don’t like dick. I’m strictly a tits and pussy female.”
“No dick, huh?” I ask, scrunching up my nose. “Not even a strap-on?”
She shakes her head. “Nope.”
“Huh,” I mutter.
“You’ve seen mine, you going to show me yours?” she asks, leaning over me and resting her hands on the arm of the chair.
I narrow my eyes at her. “I don’t give it up in the first ten minutes,” I lie again.
She chuckles. “I find that hard to believe. Something tells me you take what you want, when you want it.”
“And?”
“You want me,” she whispers, reaching out to pull the laces on the front of my corset.
I don’t stop her. I let her entwine her fingers into the laces and pull back her hand to loosen them.
The corset opens up enough for my tits to be partially exposed.
Xavier licks her lips, her eyes taking in the sight.
“You’re pretty sure of yourself,” I remark. I sit back, crossing my legs, propping my elbow on the arm of the chair and resting my fingers under my chin.
“I go after what I want,” she says confidently, kneeling in front of me and once again reaching for the corset. She pulls the sides away so that my tits are now completely on show. She circles my nipples with