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I’m not going to shorten my time with him because people are watching me get off. I can do this for him. I can do this for the chance that we can be something. I open my eyes so I can see his face, knowing that with him leaning over me, all I will be able to see is him.

I don’t mind.

He presses deeper into my head, searching for the truth. Searching for a lie. I send him bits and pieces of memories from my younger, wilder days when I got up to a lot more than getting sucked off in a chair.

I feel his growl again.

I do not like these thoughts, my Luca. I do not like anyone touching what is mine.

Something about those words sends shivers up my spine. Part of me wants to challenge him because if I’m his, why does he turn away from me all the time? Why won’t he take what he clearly wants?

But now’s not the time.

I’m on your side, Eissa. Do what you need to do to keep your secrets. I’m not afraid.

I can sense him understand that I’m telling the truth, and the gratitude he sends me would have me weak in the knees. Thank god I’m sitting. He moves away from me, turning his head back to where the prince is watching with heavy eyes.

I close mine, so I don’t have to see it.

Will you give me what Everest took?

No, my Luca. Not for your first time. Not in front of all of these people.

I don’t know if it’s the care he’s showing me that’s making me so relieved, but it hits me like a punch in the gut. He leans in again, claws tracing over my lips, then down my jaw, then they flick at my tender nipples, and I gasp.

I peer open one eye and see a ripple move through the crowd as Eissa falls to his knees. It’s odd to know a Vyastil with his power would kneel in front of a human like myself, but I know this is a show of their control. Not mine.

The power is yours, my Luca.

I shiver as my cock begins to thicken, and his fingers, strong but delicate, wrap around me and gently pull at my cock.

I want to look down at him, to watch, but my neck is restrained at such an angle that I cannot. So, I keep my eyes closed and just let him tug me into full hardness and then gasp when I feel his warm, wet mouth close around me.

His forked tongue winds around my cock, doing what only he can do, making me come close to the edge without so much as trying.

My fingers curl against the arms of the chair, and I find my hips buck at the feeling of each drag and pull, the sound buried deep in me making it even more intense.

He does not let up either, almost as if he wants to get this over with as fast as possible. But even so, I can feel how much he is enjoying this, how much he wants to do more than just suck.

I respond with visions of me on my back, my legs twined around his back as he thrusts into me.

I know it’s possible—my brother told me.

I feel Eissa growl and the vibration on my cock has me groaning as I spill into his mouth, an endless stream into his stomach.

It’s only when he pulls off, my cock cool and wet, that I let my eyes flutter open. I see Eissa above me, reaching back to untie me.

Come, you can retire now. You need to rest.

I want to protest, but being the good little human, I let him lead me toward a small room off to the side, my gaze on the floor as I put one bare foot in front of the other.

twenty

LUCA

Whatever anyone might say about the Vyastil, they know how to take care of humans. What I’m currently drinking is not a human drink, but it rejuvenates me like nothing ever has, and oddly enough, being mostly naked with my bejeweled dick out in front of a bunch of strange people who are also dressed the same feels…

Well, not quite normal, but as close to it as I think I’m going to get in this situation.