Queen

If Syn and I hadn't been through a similar situation like this in the past I would've pondered the idea of it being anyone else. But the anonymity and especially the smiley face made it clear it was him.

I shook my head at the message and quickly wrote one back:

Me: I'm not doing this with you. Bye.
1:03 am

I set my phone down on the nightstand and got into my covers. I didn't feel like dealing with him when I knew if I kept messaging him he'd think everything was okay. I closed my eyes and thought random thoughts to drown on the image of Syn and me. It was working for a while until my phone vibrated on the table and my eyes opened.

I groaned and turned on my back to look at the dark ceiling and to resist the urge to pick up my phone. Don't look at it. Stay strong. I took deep breaths and repeated my mantra over and over again.

Until I received another notification.

With that final straw, I lost all my self-control and picked up my phone.

Syn: I wasn't done talking to you, Princess.
1:07 am

Syn: I can't sleep.
1:10 am

Me: Maybe if you got off your phone you could.
1:11 am

Syn: Maybe if you came in here, I could.
1:15 am

Me: You take forever to text back 🙄.
1:15 am

I waited for a couple of minutes for a reply but didn't get one. This was probably a good thing anyway since he was lagging to tease me. I snuggled back into the sheets to go to sleep, and just like always, I was interrupted by Syn.

I groaned as sleep was on the cusp of taking over me and begrudgingly picked up my phone to look at his message.

Syn: So sorry. Don't roll your virtual eyes at me 🙄.
1:40 am

Me: You're so annoying. Stop texting me.
1:43 am

Syn: I'll stop texting you if you come...
1:44 am

I bit my lip at the double innuendo in the message and shook my head. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss Syn in that way. I mean I missed him in every way. If I closed my eyes I could almost feel his strong and calloused hands roaming over my body, his lips on my breast, and his big-

Ding!

Syn: Stop having dirty thoughts, Mrs. SinClaire. It wouldn't take much for them to be a reality. Come here.
1:46 am

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

Me: Pfft. I'm not coming to you. You have legs.
1:46 am

My message was immediately seen but no chat bubble appeared for him to text back. I set my phone down again and laid back until I heard a slow and steady knock at my door. I flipped on the lamp beside my bed and yawned as I walked to the door.

Everyone knew better than to disturb me this late. I opened the door and when I saw Syn standing in front of me, I clenched my jaw to keep my mouth from dropping. He was shirtless and his sweat pants hung low on his torso, exposing his muscular abdomen and pronounced v-line.

He smelled of fresh mint and his hair was still wet from whatever shower he must've taken. His eyes trailed to the top of my head and I snapped out of my trance as I remembered the bonnet I was wearing. I wasn't prepared for anyone to come so I wasn't at all presentable.

"Stop looking at my head," I ordered.

"Why?" He said with a deep laugh. "It's cute."

"What are you doing here?"

"You told me to come," he said.

I shook my head slowly and tried my best to keep my eyes trained on his face. "No, no I didn't."

"Technically you did," he said as he walked past me and into my room.

"Well technically, I didn't mean to. So you can leave. Sorry for the misunderstanding," I replied sweetly.

"No, I think I'm going to sleep in here," he said as he laid back onto the bed and stretched.

"You're not going to leave?"

"You know I won't," he whispered.

"Fine," I said as I walked to the closet. I grabbed extra blankets and pillows from the cabinet and walked back into the room. I placed them on the floor far from my bed and smiled at him.

He eyed me as I walked back in his direction and I sighed as I crawled onto the bed. He was laying on his back in the middle of the bed and the only way to get to my side was to go over him. I decided that since he was being an asshole I could at least have fun with it.

I straddled his hips and his breath caught as he looked up at me and I gave him a seductive smile. I ignored the way he hardened underneath me and I trailed my hand along his chest.

I leaned down to his ear until I felt his chest on mine and I laughed softly. "You're sleeping on the floor."

"Am I?" He asked.

Before I could give him an answer he flipped me onto the bed and I was pinned to the bed with his weight on top of me. He moved his hips in between my legs and my breath hitched as I felt his large member through his pants.

I groaned softly as his soft lips moved to my neck and he placed a sensual kiss on my sensitive skin. His other hand trailed down my hip and moved my oversized shirt to touch the delicate material of my panties. His fingers teased the material as he hooked his finger into it and glided his finger in circles along the exposed skin on my hip.

"Syn," I whispered. If he didn't leave now I'd have no way of controlling myself anymore. The last thing I wanted was to give in to him but I knew I wasn't strong enough to deny him.

He lifted his head to look down into my eyes and my heart raced as I saw his blood-red eyes. He must've heard my reaction to him because a smirk played on his lips as he moved back to the crook of my neck.

I shivered as I felt his tongue on me and he chuckled softly. A moment later I felt his sharp fangs graze the area he had previously suckled and I closed my eyes.

"I'm hungry, Princess," he whispered as his hot tongue circled the area below my ear. "Would you mind if I..."

Just then, he moved his head lower and his fangs tore into my skin. I was reminded of the time in the elevator where Dimitri, well Sebastian ferociously attacked my neck and I prepared for some sort of panic attack. But as Syn continued sucking and occasionally licking the area, fear wasn't what coursed through my blood, it was arousal.

Wetness pooled between my thighs and I moaned at the intense blend of the comforting feel of his hand on my hip and the pain from his bite. My blood heated from inside my body and my nails dug into his skin as I screamed out. My back arched for relief and I moaned again as his hips circled deeper between my legs.

There was no confusion that we were each calling for one another. My hand moved to the waistband of his sweats when he suddenly stopped and raised himself on the bed. I looked up at him in confusion and he wiped his bloody lip as he looked down at me.

"Thanks for that," he said with a deep chuckle.

"That's it?" I whined.

"You're not with me, remember?" He teased. "You made that clear, right?"

I gave him a "really" look and he smiled down at me. "Your eyes are red, Princess. You may be giving me the wrong impression. It's making me think that you actually want me," he said as he placed a hand next to my head and leaned down to me. "Do you?"

"Do I what?" I asked as I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"Want me."

"No," I lied.

"I'm not sure if I believe you," He whispered as he moved his hand between my legs. His hand moved below my panties and I felt his finger slide into my wetness. "You're soaking. You don't want me to take care of this?"

I held back a moan as his finger pumped in and out of me and I took a deep breath. I stopped his hand movements and looked directly into his red eyes as I resisted every urge in my body.

"I can take care of it myself," I growled.

His lips slowly turned upwards into a smile and he removed his hand from between my legs. He gripped my chin gently as his finger slid into my parted lips and my heart skipped a beat as I tasted myself. I sucked his finger and it was my turn to notice how unnerved he was.

With another smile, he removed his finger slowly from my mouth and placed it in his. He winked at me after dropping his hand and he raised himself off the bed.

"I've missed that," he whispered.

I averted my eyes away from him and blew out a frustrated breath. It was just like him to get me all wet and bothered and not finish what he started. When it came to the bedroom, Syn could be as petty as he wanted. Maybe I needed to take notes...

He grabbed the blankets that I placed on the floor and moved them to the floor beside the bed and proceeded to organize them. When he was done, he laid down on the floor on his back and sighed loudly.

He knew what he was doing but two could play at this game. I looked down at him over the edge of the bed and he smiled up at me. I ignored his silent greeting and my hand moved to the handle of the bottom drawer in my nightstand.

"Excuse me," I muttered as I pulled the drawer open. I ignored the wince that came from him as the drawer hit the top of his head and I pulled out the small vibrator.

He looked at the item with amusement and I pointed it down at him.

"It's time you learn to stop fucking with me."

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Author's Note
AHHHHHHH!!!!

Y'all author's notes will be super short for today's chapters since it's A LOT!
But oof, Syn and Queen y'all just can't seem to leave each other the fuck alone😭.
What do you think she'll do?
Lmk your thoughts ✨