Page 34 of Relentless Queen
“Don’t give up. Don’t stop fighting. Find your brother.”
“Brother? What are you talking about?”
“Just promise me.”
“I promise. How will I find him, what’s his name?”
“Khalil.”
I float away, and hear the sounds of voices. I focus on what they're saying, trying to open my eyes but they won’t budge.
“How bad is it, doc?” I know that voice.
“Bad. She has bleeding on the brain, a broken nose, ribs, wrist, fractured cheekbone, fractured jaw, a broken eye socket and a dislocated shoulder, as well as permanent hearing damage in her left ear. We had to put sixteen stitches to help fix the damage she suffered from the anal penetration and another ten stitches vaginally. She will need extensive therapy and recovery when she finally wakes up.”
“How long will she be out for, doc?”
“It’s up to her. I’m afraid. It could be hours, days, weeks, or months. The brain is sensitive and will need time to heal.” I hear the opening and closing of a door.
“Tell me what the fuck happened!” Cade? “How did you know where to go?”
“I.” I hear someone respond but I can’t make out the words as I feel myself floating off again. I hear alarms ringing but drift off.
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Chapter Eighteen
VILLIAN
Walking out of the elevator onto the sixth floor of Timothee General Hospital, I turn left, heading down the hallway towards her room number. I already know her entourage isn’t here with her. I stop outside the door, turn the knob, and slip into the room. Sliding the curtain back, I see her lying in bed with wires and tubes protruding from her body. Her eyes flutter in her sleep the closer I approach..
Pulling the hospital sheets down her body, noting all the damage left from the attack. She has bruises in various stages of healing. Shades of blue, green, and yellow cover her face. A bandage covers her nose, her eyes remain swollen shut, and she has stitches above her right eye and upper lip. I checked her medical record this morning, and she still hasn’t been cleared by the doctors to come out of the coma, which is good for me and my visit.
Bending down, I inhale her scent. She still smells the same after all these years. “Miss me?” I whisper into her ear.
I see her eyes flutter a little. Interesting. She can hear me. I wonder if she reacts the same way to my touch.
Sliding my tongue from her temple down to her cheek, I notice the twitch of her finger.
So responsive, Sweet Peach.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make it better.”
Sliding my hand down to her breasts, I kneed them in my hands, pinching her nipples. They perk up with each pull and tug. Lifting the hospital gown, revealing her pretty pussy. My mouth waters as I imagine how tight and sweet my little peach is. Leaning down, I run my nose up her slit and take a deep breath.. Damn, she smells good. I nudge my nose against her clit before I swirl my tongue around her bundle of nerves. I spit on her slit, run my fingers through the wetness and slide them into her soaked entrance. I love the way she feels wrapped around me. I can’t wait to feel her tighten around my cock. Her heart rate picks up with each pump of my fingers.
Pulling out my phone, I send a text. Her machines beep three times, letting me know they are running on someone else’s vitals for the next ten minutes. Looks like I’ll have to be quick. Climbing onto the hospital bed, positioning myself between her legs. I pull my sweats down, revealing my hard cock.
