30: Can you believe this BS?

**Coal**

When Raegan woke, I presented her with her options regarding the situation.

She took Hannah's suggestion, much to my dismay, but we proceeded with it almost immediately.

Raegan and I dressed and met our PR team in the throne room. This time there would be no questions from the press, it would be a statement to be issued this evening on the news regarding the death of Kai.

I said my piece, and then Raegan told the people of what had transpired.

When the cameras turned off, Raegan gripped my arm tightly before turning and burying her face into my chest.

I "oomfed" at the mild impact, and she nuzzled me aggressively.

"I don't like dealing with this still, Coal. I want it to be over. Really over."

I nodded my agreement as I wrapped my arms around her.

"It will be soon, Raegan. We just have to wait for the council to respond to our statement and then we can proceed and be done with this all." I assured her.

She nodded her head and squeezed me tighter against her.

I kissed the top of her head while the rest of the people in the room with us filed out.

That night, before we'd even gotten to bed we got news from the council.

Easton had stormed up to our floor in a huff, and naturally, our guards stopped him at the stairs while notifying me of his presence.

I told Raegan, and she sighed before we both went to greet the prick.

"YOU BITCH!" He screamed the second he saw Raegan.

Without so much as a millisecond of hesitation, Marie had the older wolf pinned against the wall with her forearm pressed into his neck.

"What did you just call your Queen?" She hissed venomously at him.

He spluttered and tried to pry her arm off of him. Of course, she didn't let go.

"You killed the Prince!" He grunted out, his eyes locking on Raegan.

"She killed the *former* Prince," I corrected, and Raegan took a step in front of me.

"He had it coming, you insolent fool." She snarled at him.

"Y--" he started, but Marie slammed her arm into his throat, and he coughed heavily, unable to speak through his choking.

"Marie?" Raegan looked at our head guard.

"Yes, your Majesty?" Marie looked over her shoulder to my mate.

"Take this treasonous bastard to the dungeons and notify the council of his pending charges and trial," Raegan said coldly.

"Charges?!" Easton squeaked out.

As he started to struggle against Marie, Marie rolled her eyes and jerked her arm from his throat to elbow the side of his head. He fell to the ground, and passed out cold.

I snickered.

"I want him put in the worst cell we have," Raegan amended, and then turned around, taking my hand in hers and tugging me back to the Alpha Suite.

She pushed me against the door, and her lips attached themselves to mine immediately.

She was taking complete control over me, and I fucking loved it.

As her tongue slipped into my mouth, I moaned and gripped her hips.

She grunted softly and pressed herself closer to me until our bodies were flush without so much as a hair width of space between us.

She worked her way from my lips to my jaw and then tugged my hair so that my head was tilted. The move exposed her mark on my neck to her better, and she moved towards it with a teasingly slow pace.

"Raegan," I growled her name out as she lingered close to her mark but didn't touch it.

"Be a good boy, Coal," she purred out.

Her breath fanned across the mark, and waves of pleasure crashed over me making my body shiver.

"*Fuck,*" I breathed out as my eyes screwed shut.

As if that was her cue, she moved forward and started to suck on her mark.

I inhaled sharply and bit my lower lip to keep myself from grabbing her any harder than I already was. As much as I wanted to devour her whole, and sink myself into her, I knew it needed to be her pace. She needed this intimacy to be entirely in her control, and though Arsen and I both struggled with keeping our desires held in, we were elated at her display of dominance.

Her dominant side was always hot as hell, but when she took control like this it was something else entirely. My cock was straining against my jeans as her lips worked their magic on me.

"Please Raegan," I whimpered as the delectable sparks rushed over my skin.

She slid her hands under my shirt and raked her nails from my chest to my abdomen. Sharp stings of pain mixed with the pleasure she was bringing me and the small taste of it was enough to make me willing to beg.

"Please, *what*?" She asked, pulling away from me entirely.

"Please give me more," I whined, reaching for her again.

She slapped my hands away with a smirk on her face.

"More of what, Wolfman? Be specific."

"Make me cum," I said under my breath. The words made heat rush to my cheeks, but I maintained eye contact with her.

"How?" She reached forward, and brushed the back of her fingers against my cheekbone.

"Anyhow, anyway, I don't care. I just want you to make me cum. Please." I swallowed thickly, leaning towards her hand.

She smiled, "good boy."

Oh shit, that was sexy.

I bit my lip and tried to steady my breathing as she took my hand and walked towards the bed.

She gently pushed me onto it, so that I was laying on it with my legs hanging off the end.

She crawled up in between my legs and grabbed my belt with one hand. She undid it so fast that I hadn't fully seen how she managed to do it. Regardless, my belt was off, and she was undoing the buttons and zipper of my pants like she was unwrapping a present.

"Don't tease me, please," I groaned, throwing my head back into the mattress.

She chuckled and tapped the outside of my thigh. I took the hint and lifted my hips so she could take my pants off of me.

She purred approvingly and wasted no time in stripping me of the rest of my clothes.

"Be a good boy and stay still," she made eye contact with me as she spoke, and I nodded. "Words, Nicholas."

"I'll stay still," I rasped.

"Good," she smiled, and then she took my shaft into one of her hands and started to stroke me slowly. I hissed and gripped the duvet beneath me in a pathetic attempt to stop my hips from bucking.

She grinned and continued stroking me. Once she was satisfied with that, she started to fondle my balls too. The double sensation was going to make my head spin. Last time she'd blown me didn't compare to the feeling of her hands on me now after she'd marked me. It was otherworldly.

Like last time though, as soon as she wrapped her lips around the tip of my dick, I wanted to cum.

I whined out as she pulled back from me, and moved to sit up.

"If you move I won't let you cum," she warned.

I whined again as I lay still before her.

"You don't get to cum until I say it's okay, understand?"

Having learned my lesson, I spoke, "I understand."

"Good," she said before lowering her mouth back to my dick.

She wrapped her lips around me and then started to suck and stroke me with her tongue simultaneously. Her hand still fondled my balls as her other hand propped her up.

With every bob of her head, her hair spilled around her, and I wanted nothing more than to hold it back so that I could see her better.

"Can I touch you?" I asked her in between moans.

She paused and blinked at me before nodding and continuing to blow me.

I gathered her hair into my hand and held it back from her face, nearly cumming as I saw her face entirely.

She was only able to take *part* of my length into her mouth before the head hit the back of her throat and when she made eye contact with me while my cock was still in between her lips and deep in her throat I found myself getting even harder.

She was the most perfect creature to ever walk the face of this planet, and I couldn't believe she was mine. My mate. My love. My Raegan.

"Raegan, I'm going to cum," I breathed out.

She let go of me with an audible "pop", "you have ten seconds to cum after I take you back in my mouth. If you don't, then I stop and we start again."

I nodded eagerly, and she resumed.

I focused on the feeling of her, and soon I found my release.