The Alpha Plague 8 by Robertson Michael

Author:Robertson, Michael [Robertson, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Dystopian & Apocalyptic & Post-apocalyptic
ISBN: 9781536578966
Publisher: Michael Robertson
Published: 2016-10-01T00:00:00+00:00

Only about two minutes passed while Flynn and Rose watched the Queen and her victim. The desire to run out and kill her burned within Flynn. Something about not being able to see the guards had him thinking he could do it. That he could rescue her latest prisoner. Like a child when they closed their eyes and thought they were hiding; if he couldn’t see the guards, they weren’t there. But they were and he needed to keep his head.

A loud gasp rushed through the office and the boy quickly pulled out of the Queen. He grabbed a hold of his penis, pushed her top up to expose her bare back, and ejaculated over it. The strength seemed to leave him as he fell on top of her, panting with his release.

Not that the Queen stood there for long. In one fluid movement, she spun around, threw the boy off her, pulled a knife from her belt, and pressed it against his throat.

His semi-flaccid penis hanging down, the boy snapped board stiff and stared at her. The colour had returned to his face from the few minutes of exertion.

“What the fuck was that, boy?” the Queen said to him.

A warble ran through his words. “I’m sorry, it was too quick.”

“It was fucking quick, but that’s not what I’m talking about.”

“What?” The boy gasped, a frown crushing his face.

“You came on my back.”

“That’s what we’re supposed to do. I didn’t want you to get …” The sound of the wind ran through the office for a few seconds, highlighting the silence left by the boy.

“Guards!” the Queen shrieked, so loud it echoed out into the streets beyond.

The thunder of footsteps ran into the place and several royal blue guards appeared in front of Flynn and Rose. Did the Queen know they were there? Was this one of her twisted games where she suddenly revealed that she knew she had an audience?

“Take him to the plaza,” the Queen said, her voice already calmer than before.

One of the guards took the Queen’s blade from her and kept it pressed to the boy’s throat. She stared straight at him and spoke in a low voice. “Walk. Now!”

Trousers around his ankles still, the boy tried to shuffle away.

“Pull your fucking trousers up, you moron,” the guard said to him.

Once the boy had pulled his trousers up, the guard led him away.

When all of the guards and the Queen had gone from their view, Flynn heard Rose release a quiet sigh.

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