THE LAST SECRET KEEPER Secret Keeper series books 1-4

CHAPTER 18

Storm wasn't in the least offended when Deverra gently tapped his arm, the man taking a seat once more on his throne. From his position behind Lanecea, he was unable to see that she was exhausted after she'd cum her brains out several times, and besides, his babies were the goddess' primary concern. At least he thought they were, looking over to where his son was coming all over the remaining cardinals and the already-soaked vampire hybrids. Thorson had spent far more time sheathed within Lani's pussy, but he didn't want to think about that at the moment. They'd cross that bridge later. Storm cradled Lanecea on his lap, seeing her exhaustion first-hand as she turned toward him, after all, both had not slept a wink the previous night, but it was Hans who captivated her attention as he stood between their thrones.

Forgetting to ask for permission first, Lanecea reverently trailed her fingertips over the blonde's immaculate uniform as she sighed straight to her toes.

"I wish..." Lanecea's voice was wistful as her fingers traced the embossed skull in a shiny silver button.

"Someday..." Hans' voice was low as he read Lanecea's unspoken desire.

"Someday?" Storm repeated.

He'd proved again and again that he would give the woman in his arms the world. What was she asking for?

Hans looked down at Storm as he sat on his throne, carefully choosing his words. It wasn't that he didn't trust Storm, but the walls had ears and besides, he was married and men were known to spill secrets upon a pillow. That was the reason female spies were so successful.

Looking away from Storm to the woman with hope in her eyes, Hans decided to just go with the truth.

"Someday Lani's army will come out of hiding. We are everywhere."

Hans couldn't help but smile as Lanecea moaned, shivering from head to toe as though her army were stepping out of the shadows at that very moment.

"Soon."

Lanecea was still tracing the skull with her fingers when she soaked her king's cock.

Below the dias, the men were thoroughly drained, cum overflowing their bowls. The remaining cardinals who had not been chased into the darkness by Striker were filled with fear but couldn't stop cumming even if they tried, the scent of lust lingering in the air.

Thorson joined the royal couple as he dragged his hybrid boys behind him, still chained together. Sitting at their side, he leaned forward, kissing Lani's pussy as she ran her fingers through his hair, finally removing her hand from Hans' chest. 

"Are you enjoying the evening, My Prince?" Lanecea smiled down at the young man.

Thorson's wink said it all, his tongue too busy swirling over her nectar-slick skin to answer.

"Are you ready?" Minerva asked as she returned at that very moment.

"Yes, have them sent in please," Lanecea looked up over her king's shoulder.

The wives re-appeared a few minutes later, bearing dishes they had prepared. Curtseying before the royals, they served those on the dias first before serving the food they had prepared to their husbands, the cardinals, as instructed, served last. Within Lanecea's castle, the men in red would learn their place.

"Mmm, thank you," Lanecea whispered as Storm held a black olive to her lips, "I'm famished. I was thinking tomorrow the girls can spend time with these women in the kitchen learning to cook traditional Italian food. It will be a cultural enrichment home economics class that I am sure they will enjoy. I'm embarrassed to admit that the only traditional Italian foods I know are spaghetti and pizza, but I would like to spend some quality time alone with Revna while our daughters are busy learning to make other dishes."