The Red Queen by Meg Xuemei X Read Free Book Online

lazy, disarming grin. He stayed on Spike, watching her every move, smitten, yet careful. She adjusted her position to lie on her side, her leg bent slightly, showing her curves to him.
    The rooftop appeared to be made of ice, giving the illusion that she could fall through, but she knew it was more solid than anything built on earth. She glanced at the distant ring of silver-capped mountains before sliding her gaze back toward Ashburn—her true target. Her eyes invited him to come to her, and evidently drawn by the Lure and her wiles, he left his machine and jogged toward her.
    He sat down beside her, his body taut.
    “Lie down and you can see the faint moon,” she coaxed. “I won’t bite.”
    The Lure, a tempting mistress, worked with her. As he lay on his back, it wrapped them inside an invisible, enchanting dome. Lucienne wondered why she’d ever fought it.
    She eyed the two and half feet between her and Ash, and inched closer to him.
    He tensed with expectation and wanting, yet opposing it all the same. “Lucia—”
    She set the distance between them to a foot and angled her body toward him, elbow on the roof, chin on her palm. “Yes, Ash?” She gazed at his perfect, symmetric features and his bright silver eyes.
    The magnetism between them crackled in the air.
    Ashburn turned his face toward her, looking at her sideways through his silver lashes. As Lucienne slowly edged herself toward him until there was only half a foot between them, he became very still.
    This chase was fun. “I’m so glad we’re finally alone,” she said with a honeyed voice.
    “Yes, I’m glad too,” he murmured, having a hard time focusing.
    Lucienne eliminated the space between them and pressed a hip against his thigh. His heat radiated to her. Eyes glinting, he rasped. Still, he didn’t move, but managed to turn his gaze away from her to stare at the sky to mask his emotion. That didn’t discourage Lucienne; it only drove her on.
    “Ash?” she whispered.
    “Yes?” he answered, holding his breath and not looking at her. As if by not gazing into her eyes, he wouldn’t fall into them.
    It wouldn’t work. She saw through him. He was so hot for her. She could feel it as if it were burning inside her. She lifted her head and smoothly laid it on his broad shoulder. They fit perfectly. She placed her hand against his heart. It beat into her palm so fast and powerfully that she felt she was holding his lifeline in her hand. Her heart pounded just as equally strong.
    “We probably … should head back,” Ashburn said with great difficulty. “Kian is yelling at everyone. He’s beyond mad and … concerned. He swears he’ll snap my neck himself at the first sight of me.”
    “Don’t worry about him. I outrank him,” she said. “I outrank everyone in Sphinxes.” She felt her own warm breath on his face, as her lips were an inch from his.
    The Lure went wild. Heat surged between her thighs. Lucienne moaned.
    He stared at her lips, his eyes glowing the brightest silver, thick with lust. He managed a sentence, his minty, ragged breath mingling with hers. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
    “I’ll decide what a good idea is,” she said as her eyelids went heavy. “Do you not want me?”
    “I’m aching for you,” he said fiercely. “I wanted you the first time I laid my eyes on you. You have no idea of what hell it is to control myself. You’re the only girl I’ve ever wanted ….”
    Too many words made her dizzy. She spoke with action. Lucienne climbed on top of Ashburn. A wave of electricity shot through her. Such pleasure! 
    Ashburn arched his back. The Lure rewarded him with the same bliss.
    “Lucia, my love,” he said.
    “Take me,” she said in her most sultry voice. “Give me everything you have.”
    He tore her red robe from her shoulders, pulling it down to her waist, and ripped her shirt aside. He stared at her exposed breasts, licking his lips.
    Lucienne grabbed his hand and placed it over one of