Luxuria (Shades of Sin, #1)

by Colette Rhodes

There was a quiet shuffling sound, and it was interrupting my delightful sleep. I wanted to open my eyes and investigate, but my alarm hadn’t gone off yet and I had moral objections to even pretending to wake up before my alarm forced me to.

😂 yup

“I don’t suppose we can drop the ‘your majesty’ stuff?” She chuckled quietly. “How about ‘Queen Ophelia’? Is that more to your taste?” “It feels arrogant to say ‘yes,’ but I have gone my whole life feeling like someone should call me a queen, so I’m going to roll with it,” I sighed, flopping back against the pillows.

Bahahaha

“When did you even give it to her?” I demanded. “You can’t give my wife gifts. I haven’t even given her gifts.” “It’s not my fault you’re a terrible husband,” Damen laughed, dodging when I took a swipe at him with my claws.

😂

“Don’t buy things for my wife,” I grumbled,

🔥

“Of course, your majesty.” Ophelia’s polite reply was accompanied by a low curtsy that had Damen glaring at me accusingly.

Ooooh, yeah, I really like Damon. Really hope he ends up having a book eventually 😍

“You’re a pretty little liar,” Allerick said in a deep voice that traveled directly to my clit. “You’d better hope they’re of me. If you’ve been drawing other Shades fucking my wife, wearing my crown,“—shit—“then I’m going to have to kill some of my own subjects, Queen Ophelia.”

🤭🔥

“As if you aren’t off fucking your subjects every night,” I scoffed, even as my idiot vagina was being all ‘I’m ready for you now, oh big strong predator. Take me.’

Bahahahaha

The King of the Shades reeled back like I’d slapped him. “Then what are you feeling right now? What is making you smell like that?” “I. Am. Horny.” I punctuated each frustrated word with a step towards him, kicking off my flats as I went.

*cackles*

His wife had elaborate monster fucking fantasies, and he was a monster who hadn’t been fucking me. Fear. I almost snorted at the thought. Idiot.

Bahahaha. My thoughts EXACTLY

“Are you telling me,” Allerick said slowly, carefully collecting up my drawings and setting them on the nightstand, “that you have been wet and wanting since our wedding, wife?”

Ohmygosh

“I have almost no sense of self-preservation,” I murmured, rolling onto my front and crawling towards his magnificent cock like a moth drawn to a flame. “It’s so…” “Monstrous?” Allerick suggested wryly, lazily fisting his shaft. “Glorious,” I breathed,

🤣

“You may be the king of this realm and used to demanding every little thing you want,” I purred, rocking my hips slowly. “But I am your queen. You will put in work for me.” With sexual boldness that was surprising even for me, I climbed up his body, smirking when his tongue flicked out to tease my clit as I crawled over his face before settling on my back against the cushions with my legs spread. “I will gladly put in work for you, your majesty,” Allerick said with a dark smile, shoving my legs wide and settling himself between them, bracing his weight on his arms either side of me.

I’m burning 🔥🔥 🫠

“Are you ready for me?” Allerick drawled, dropping his hips to rub his enormous dick teasingly over my clit. “Are you ready for me?” I scoffed. I was going to wear this Shade out, that was for goddamn sure. I had plans and fantasies I wanted to fulfill.

Hahaha, I love her

My husband groaned as I clenched around him, claws digging into my hips as his cock flexed as it swelled inside me, flooding my pussy all over again. “I’m going to bloat up like a balloon if you keep filling me with cum,” I whined, not entirely sure if I was protesting or begging for more. “Good,” Allerick rumbled. “Hopefully your belly will still be nice and round by dinner, so everyone can see as well as smell how well you take your husband’s knot.”

Oh my f@*#!ng gosh….

“This can’t be healthy. This is too many orgasms. I’m going to die of orgasms.” I growled my displeasure, and the vibrations made her gasp. “You will not die of orgasms. I’ll get you so addicted to fucking me that you’ll die without orgasms.” “Mission accomplished,” she panted, forehead resting in the middle of my chest, little fists either side of her head as she rode out the final wave. For now.

😂

“Don’t you dare move,” Ophelia growled, as intimidating as a kitten. “I’m going to pull a muscle or something if I have another orgasm, let me lie here for a minute and recover.” I resisted the urge to laugh so I didn’t jostle her. “Of course, your majesty.”

😂

“Don’t you sass me right now,” she sighed contentedly, nuzzling her head into my pec. “I was so sure I had more sexual stamina than you, and I need to nurse my wounded self-esteem.”

Hahahaha

“I am not going to dinner in front of the whole court smelling like cum, that is non-negotiable,” Ophelia said sternly. Was she being serious? Why not? It seemed entirely reasonable to me. “Come on, you can bathe with me as a consolation prize.” “Fine,” I grumbled. ”For now. Next time, I’m going to rub my cum into your skin and walk you through the entire palace.”

Hahahaha… ohmygosh, I love Will Thorne’s voice for Allerick 😍🔥

I was attributing the cursed bath as the reason I was struggling to leave. Ophelia smelled a little like me, but nowhere near enough to appease the hungry beast inside me, and it only got worse when she tied her hair back.

I did feel better having scent marked her. I might not accidentally kill someone at dinner.

🙄😆

thank you for checking on me, that’s very sweet of you.” “I’m not sweet,” I countered immediately, worried someone had overheard. Damen leaned around Ophelia with a knowing grin on his face. “You’re the sweetest, big brother.” Little shit.

🤣

“You should show her more softness,” Damen observed, flopping down onto the couch. “It was very brave of Ophelia to come here all alone, but I get the sense she’s quite a gentle soul and you haven’t done a great job at showing her kindness so far. What happens between the sheets doesn’t count.”

Yeah, I freaking love him 💕. If his isn’t the next book, then I might just skip straight to his 😆😍

“I had been wondering if that smell you’re so attracted to was in fact desire,” Damen admitted. I whipped him with a shadow. “When were you going to tell me that?” “I didn’t realize you needed so much help with the opposite sex, big brother,” he laughed. Arrogant shithead.

Bahahaha. Nah, he’s got a point 😂

I’d had the filthiest dreams I’d ever had now that my imagination had received the knotting expansion pack,

HAA!!

“Your majesty,” she said in surprise when she spotted me, bobbing her head. Why had I asked her to call me that? What an asshole.

👍🏼

I leaned in close, licking the shell of her ear. “Like you’d rather be eating my cum than your dinner.” Ophelia knocked her goblet, and only Damen’s fast reflexes saved her from getting soaked in wine. “And if I would?” “You two really need your own table,” Damen muttered.

Damon 😂

“Is this a good—” My words cut off on a gasp as my husband ripped my lace panties off my body and shoved his head between my legs, his tongue probing at my pussy before I could so much as exhale. “Your scent,” he mumbled, voice muffled in a way that made me want to giggle. “Need to get your good scent back.”

*Giggles like a school girl* 🤭

“We’re all alone in here?” Ophelia asked, eyebrows rising. “We are. You like to spend time outside. I like to spend my time eating your cunt before burying my knot in you. This way, we can do both,” I stated factually, already looking around for the most comfortable spot for Ophelia to lie down.

😆

Ophelia blinked at the sudden light before focusing her gaze on my face. “Holy canines, Batman,” she whispered, spinning to look at me,

BAHAHAHA!!!! I love her so much 😂

He was so unapologetically untamed, and that was the thing that had always pulled my romantic tastes in a more monstrous direction. I wanted to feel wild and untamed too. I wanted to let go of my inhibitions and fuck and fight and feast, and let my baser instincts reign instead of being polite and quiet and agreeable.

“King or not, brother or not,” Damen said in a voice barely above a whisper, leaning in close to my ear. “You are a fucking idiot if you don’t fight for her.” He clapped me hard on the shoulder, the disapproval clear on his face. Had Damen not told me to make more of an effort with Ophelia? That showing her kindness between the sheets wasn’t enough?

Yessss

Gone. She was actually gone. My heart was tearing into two inside my chest, ripping brutally in different directions. My breath sawed out of me, louder and raspier than normal. Maybe I was dying. Maybe Ophelia had condemned me to death when she walked out of my life. She’d been my sunshine, and she’d taken it with her. I deserved it. Damen was right. I should have done more. Should have reassured her somehow, communicated with her in a way that didn’t involve burying my cock inside her.

😭😭😭

How could she possibly think I wouldn’t want her here? The shadow realm was her home, her kingdom. She was my everything. Why hadn’t I just told her all of that before?

Uhhhh, yeah

“I didn’t want him to coddle me,” I shot back indignantly. “Sounds like you did.” Astrid shrugged. “You’re assuming he didn’t care enough to ask you to stay, but maybe he cared so much that he just assumed you would stay, that he didn’t need to ask you.”

Oooooh, also good point. I love friends/side characters that talk sense into the MC

I didn’t want her to leave.” “Then why did she leave?” By the goddesses, this was the most uncomfortable conversation I’d ever had in my life. “Because I didn’t tell your sister that she was the first woman I loved, the only woman I’d ever love, and I’ll die with the regret of not making my feelings for her clear when I had the chance.”

❤️‍🔥

“You want me to come home and be your queen?” ‘My crowned queen. My equal in all things. I want you at my side.’ “And in your bed?” Ophelia asked wryly. “I want to be knotted to you every second of every day, but I would be selfish to deprive our people of your compassionate leadership. You are kind, empathetic, and loyal. You were born to be a queen, and you have already made me a better king.′

😭❤️🥰

Ophelia blinked, her eyes shining with unshed tears. Fuck, wasn’t crying bad?

😂