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“Have to put the jewelry on now, my Queen,” he murmured.
Withdrawing the golden breasts jewelry from the pocket of his kilt, he carefully opened one of the tiny golden cuffs and then closed it again around the stem of the nipple he’d just sucked. He made certain the long golden threads were hanging down from her tight peak and then turned his attention to her other breast.
This time Andi was ready for him. She surprised Thrax by gripping one of his horns and pulling him forward, as though she couldn’t wait to have his mouth on her again.
The dominant, possessive gesture sent a surge of heat straight to his groin. Thrax nearly groaned as his cock jerked in response and he sucked her nipple deep into his mouth.
“Oh!” Andi gasped and then she was tugging at his horns again and running her hands through his hair too.
Thrax looked up, meeting her eyes as he sucked. He felt like he’d fallen asleep and woken up in the middle of one of his favorite fantasies. Gods, her skin was so soft and he loved the taste of her—salty and sweet and delicious. He only wished it was her pussy he was tasting instead—he would have loved to lick her open to taste her juices while she moaned his name…
The sound of someone clearing their throat interrupted his fantasy. Cutting his eyes to the left, Thrax saw another couple standing beside the mini-stage with the male servant beside them. Clearly he was waiting to announce them.
Reluctantly, Thrax allowed his partner’s nipple to slip from his lips. Andi was panting by now and she looked down at him with drugged eyes.
“Thrax,” she murmured. “That was…you…You didn’t have to…”
“Yes, my Queen,” he murmured, since she didn’t seem to be able to finish the thought.
Quickly he placed the second golden cuff and then re-buttoned her blouse. The golden tassels hanging down from her tight pink tips were clearly visible through the see-through material.
Thrax’s cock surged again as he watched her breasts sway when he helped her down from the stage. Gods, she was fucking gorgeous! He knew he’d never get a chance to touch and taste her again like that, but he was definitely going to be jerking off to the memory for the rest of his natural life.
He just hoped Andi wasn’t too upset about what he’d done.
8
ANDI
Andi didn’t know how to feel as she took Thrax’s offered hand and let him lead her down from the small stage. She hadn’t expected things to get so intense—hadn’t expected her partner to take the act that far—to actually suck and tongue her nipples until she felt weak in the knees and her pussy was throbbing with need.
What had really gotten to her was the way he looked up and held her gaze with his own as he sucked her. His gorgeous, golden eyes had been half-lidded—almost drugged with lust. Andi couldn’t help thinking that he looked like a man whose fantasy was coming true at last. But there was no way her big, muscular partner fantasized about her, was there? No possibility that Thrax actually wanted her. He?—
A sound cut through her thoughts. Looking up, Andi saw that everyone in the large room was snapping their fingers. It seemed really odd at first, but then she realized that it was a form of applause. It took her a moment more to realize that the applause was directed at herself and Thrax—apparently they had put on a good show.
“That was a lovely act of submission and service—you two are already in favor!” Shanna said, coming to stand at Andi’s side. “In fact, Pantyitch herself is looking at you!”
She nodded to a tall, statuesque woman with light green skin and long black hair that had a white stripe running down the middle of it. The woman was standing beside a man who was about an inch shorter than her and looking in their direction. She nodded briefly when she saw Andi watching her and Andi nodded back, unsure what else she should do.
“Er, should I go and say hello to her?” she asked Shanna.
But the other woman shook her head.
“Oh, no! It’s very rude to speak to the head of the Ruling Collective unless she issues an invitation. However, wait until after Evening meal—as long as you do well there, I’m sure she’ll want to meet you.”
“When is the Evening meal?” Andi asked. Her stomach was growling at the very thought—she hoped that the Delta Salacions were good cooks.
As though to answer her question, a high, silvery ringing suddenly filled the air.
“Ah—that’s the signal now,” Shanna murmured. “I’m so glad we didn’t miss it. Pantyitch always serves an excellent spread. Come on!”
She took Andi’s arm and tugged her towards the back of the room, making her way between the milling party guests with a single-minded purpose.
Everyone else was going that way too, but with Shanna’s maneuvering, they reached the large, rounded archway at the far end of the room quickly and almost before anyone else. Another male servant in a frilly apron and short-shorts was standing there, clearly waiting for the guests.
“Hey, sweety,” Shanna said to him, giving him a grin. “I know you’re busy, but can you be sure my friend and I get to be close to Queen Pantyitch?”
The servant stiffened.
