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Jason might have been smiling, but I wasn’t. “Until tomorrow night when all the nobles leave, Sirena turns into the shit-covered fly she is, sneaks into my room, and slits my throat in my sleep. So ends an ill-thought-out plan.”
Jason’s grin widened. “How will she know it’s you? Didn’t anyone mention—” He snapped his fingers. A whirlwind of color and fabric swept me up, smothering my shriek.
“—that it’s a masquerade.”
MY SANDALED FEET CUTa silent path through the corridor, following the music.
“...ugh...”
Pausing, I frowned—scanning the doors closed on either side.
“Fuck!”
I veered right and threw the door open. My jaw dropped.
Tycho stood tall, proud, and naked at the table’s end. My gaze landed on his hard, chiseled ass first—blinking at it as if not comprehending what it was seeing. His cheeks tensed and tightened as he pumped, plowing a hard, punishing huge cock into Calix’s warm and willing hole.
My fingers slipped off the knob.
Calix lay spread eagle on the table, furiously pumping his dick while Tycho drilled his ass. Their clothes were scattered about the lecture hall floor—ripped off in the frenzy of two lovers who couldn’t wait to get their hands on each other. Sweat glistened on their firm muscles and rolling pecs, easy to distinguish from the other fluids glistening on their bodies. Clearly they’d been in here making a good ole mess of each other for quite a while.
Calix threw his head back so far, he was balancing on the top of it. “Oh, fuck, Ty. Fuck, yes, fuck, yes—” Calix’s glazed eyes latched on to my wide ones. “Fuck!” He kicked Tycho away, scrambling up.
Tycho flew back mid-ejaculation, shooting ropes of cum as he crashed into a chair. “What the fuck! What was that for!”
Calix didn’t answer. He was too busy fighting to get into his clothes, shoving his hardness into his breeches. “You saw nothing, do you hear me?” he shouted at me. “Nothing! If you tell anyone about this—” Calix tripped shoving on his boot. “I’ll kill you!”
Giving up, he snatched up the rest of his clothes and blew past me withallof him hanging out. “I’ll kill you!”
I stood there blinking at his back while he raced off down the hall, disappearing around a corner, and shouting threats the whole way. I turned back to Tycho.
“So this is the training you and Calix have been getting up to,” I mused. “I did think it was weird that he was still training with you, even though you lied about learning from that Platon guy. Suddenly everything makes sense.”
“Aella, please, you can’t say anything to anyone.” Tycho rushed to get dressed, but not as clumsily as Calix. “We thought we were safe because all the Titans are at the celebration, and the Sisypheans are confined to their rooms for the night.
“Calix said if anyone finds out, he’ll pour Lethe water down his, my, and their throat. Please, promise.”
I held up my pinky. “No one will hear a word about it from me, but why the secrecy? Everyone around here ruts like rabbits.”
“The imperial heirs don’t.” He looked away. “At least the guys don’t with... other guys.”
“Ah.”
Tycho slumped against the table. “If Lia Cirillo finds out, she’ll dump him as her heir, and if that happens, it’ll bring disgrace and shame on the entire Lambros family. They’ll never accept who he is.Hehasn’t really accepted who he is. Every time we’re together, he says after that it was a mistake. Or he laughs it off and says he had too much paradise tea and didn’t know what he was doing.
“I hate hiding, but what can I do? I love him,” he whispered. “A piece of him is better than none at all.”
I nodded, heart heavy. “I’ve never understood anything more, Tycho. Don’t worry. I won’t tell a soul.”
“Thank you, Aella, and— Hold on.” Ty looked me up and down. “Why do you look amazing? Please don’t tell me you’re going to crash the party.”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
“Are you insane?” he hissed. “Do you know what they’ll do to you?”
“Nothing in front of all of those witnesses. And even if it is dangerous, I have to fight for Alex. I love him.” A smile tugged my lips all on its own. “I won’t wait until we’re dead to be with him. I’ve waited too long for too many things. Waited to be believed. Waited to have friends again. Waited to get home. Waited to save my mom. Waited to feel a sliver of happiness. Or at least a fraction less misery.
“I’m not waiting anymore.” I held my arm out to him. “Will you help me?”
