Chapter Thirty-Seven

 

 

“Show me what I've bought with Conall's life,” Drostan demanded as soon as we were alone in his chambers. “What is the sweet, obedient Riley like?”

“Come here, and I'll show you,” I purred as I led him to the bed.

Drostan smiled lasciviously as I slid his pants down his legs; nuzzling his cock as I did. Beneath his pants, he was still wearing the leather outfit from the ritual. I undid the straps and tossed them to the floor. After Drostan was completely naked, he reclined on the bed, and I went to the wooden chest against the wall. I found the bottle of oil he kept there and brought it back to the bed with me.

“Turn onto your stomach, Your Majesty,” I said as I climbed onto the mattress beside him.

Drostan immediately rolled onto his stomach. I poured some oil into my hands and began massaging his back and shoulders. Drostan groaned and relaxed beneath me as I took my time working the knots out of his thick muscles. I moved downward; over his ass, and then his legs. I knew every inch of his body, but it felt as if I were touching him for the first time, and, in a way, I was. This was the first time that I truly knew who Drostan was, and with that knowledge came the certainty that this man—this real Drostan—would not hesitate to hurt me if it got him what he wanted. I had to tread lightly with the Unseelie King.

And perhaps get a little creative.

I lowered my body to slide my nipples over the back of Drostan's calves as I moved back up his legs, and Drostan murmured appreciatively. Then I pushed my palms firmly up and over his ass, and as I did, I slipped my thumbs lightly over his asshole. Drostan twitched and moaned. I paused there and massaged him harder; dipping the edge of one thumb inside before moving down to massage his balls.

“I think I like this Riley,” Drostan said as he rolled over. “What ever will you do with my front?”

“Be patient,” I chided him. “I've only just begun.”

Inside me, I was screaming; praying that Conall was safe and that he'd tell Trenton to give up this insane pursuit of me. I didn't want to be the cause of a war, and I certainly didn't want to be the cause of either Trenton or Conall's death. Although I didn't want to be Drostan's concubine either. At least I was familiar with his callousness, and I knew how to work with it. I would survive Drostan, but, if Trenton or Conall returned to Unseelie, the men I loved might not. Yes; I loved them both. With Conall's speech, I realized that Drostan's horrible behavior—the mood swings that had nipped my blossoming affections in the bud—had been purely Drostan, while the things I admired about him had been all Conall. My heart was finally free to love Conall, but—ironically—I was not. Perhaps that was why I could accept my feelings so easily; I didn't have the freedom to act on them.

I forced a smile as I massaged Drostan's lower legs and then moved up to his thighs. Drostan tensed as I neared his cock, but I skirted around it and straddled his chest to massage his pecs as I ground my pussy against the hard dips of his stomach. The angles of his muscles were like a finger against my clit, and I moaned as I tried to lose myself to the pleasure.

“You're a tease,” Drostan murmured as he played with my nipples. “I think I like it.”

“Do you?” I whispered before I placed a quick kiss on his lips.

I lowered myself down his body and started sucking and biting his nipples. Drostan held me to him and inhaled sharply as I rubbed his nipples into hard buds. Then I squeezed them tightly, and his whole body jerked. I kissed and bit my way down his stomach—stopping to dip my tongue into his bellybutton—and finally took hold of his cock. Drostan groaned as I rubbed my oily hands all over him; massaging his dick as I had the rest of his body.

“Did you like watching me watch you?” I asked him as I eased one of my hands down to work his balls. “Did you enjoy making me jealous?”

“Were you jealous?” Drostan lifted a surprised brow.

“Maybe,” I whispered.

“Oh, Riley, I think perhaps we shall get along just fine.” Drostan rubbed a thumb over my lips, and I sucked it into my mouth. “Just fine,” he murmured. “And yes; I enjoyed watching you watch me. I admit that I felt more pleasure from your eyes on me than I did from the sacrifice. I think I shall bring more women here to fuck before you. I'd like to watch you pleasure yourself as I take them.”

“And then you'll take me?” I asked as I lowered my mouth to his cock.

I kept my stare locked with Drostan's as I sucked him slowly. His eyes blazed, and his hand went to my cheek.

“Yes, my darling concubine; then I'll take you,” he promised. “I'll fuck you in front of those fairy women, and show them how much more you excite me. How you rouse my ardor as they never could; with those dark eyes of yours—brimming with mystery and promise, those luscious tits that fill my hands with their heavy flesh, and that tight pussy with its berry-sweet juices spiced with humanity.”

“You truly find me more desirable than them?” I asked with real surprise.

“Of course I do, Riley,” Drostan said with a frown. “How could you doubt it? I manipulated the vows of an Understanding—coming very close to breaking it—and nearly started a war to have you. I did not do those things on a whim; for some fleeting desire that I could find with another woman. You are a precious to me.”

I gaped at Drostan as his words sank in. He may be harsh and arrogant, and he even may be incapable of love, but King Drostan desired me powerfully. And that kind of desire could be used; it could be turned against him. I just needed to figure out how to manipulate it. I'd start with letting Drostan believe that he had won... and that he had the potential to win so much more than my body.

“Perhaps we will get along, Your Majesty,” I whispered as I lowered my lips to him again.

Drostan groaned as I started sucking his cock with passionate murmurs, and then I slipped my finger slowly up his ass and massaged him. He came in a roaring surge, and I drank him down with grim determination. Drostan shivered and sighed in satisfaction as I sat up. I climbed up his muscled body, pushed him down, and positioned myself over his face. His eyes went wide.

“Now, it's your turn, my King,” I purred. “You don't want to leave your concubine unsatisfied, do you?”

Drostan's answer was to start licking me eagerly. He grabbed my hips and pulled my pussy more tightly to his mouth as he laved me. His tongue was a firm, wet, warm velvet; working at me insistently. Drostan slid that velvet up my pussy and then covered my clit with his mouth to suck it hard. I screamed out in ecstasy; threading my fingers through his long hair and pulling his face against me.

Suddenly, Drostan pushed me backward onto the mattress and followed me down. He was hard again and thrust himself into me while I was still trembling through my orgasm. The ecstasy renewed, and I came again; grabbing his ass to pull him deeper as I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts.

Drostan held himself above me and pounded into my body, but I cradled his face in my hands and pulled him down to kiss him passionately. He moaned into my mouth and tangled his tongue with mine; his whole demeanor shifting with our kiss. When he finally pulled away, his expression had softened.

“You're right,” Drostan whispered. “This is so much better than forcing you.”

“Wait until morning, when I give you your first blowjob of the day,” I teased.

“Oh, I'm not waiting, Riley.” Drostan pushed me down between his legs. “You'll be sleeping with your face beside my cock. Whenever it rises, you shall attend it.”

“What?” I blinked in shock as he laid back on the bed.

“Right here.” Drostan patted his thigh.

“You're kidding, right?”

“No; I'm not.” Drostan's expression hardened. “You didn't seriously believe that a massage and a fuck would get you into my good graces, did you? You have just begun to work off the debt of Conall's life. Now, lay down.”

I crawled over to him and laid between his legs. He moved my head so that I was pillowed by his thigh; his limp cock nearby. Drostan eased his other leg between my thighs and the hard bone of his shin parted my pussy. I was trapped in place when he pulled the blanket over us. Heat collected and lifted his woodsy scent to fill my nose. I felt as if I were being smothered in him, and yet I wanted more. I wrapped my arms around his corded thigh and hugged him tighter to me as I nuzzled closer to his cock. Its silky flesh settled against my lips, and I couldn't help giving it a goodnight kiss.

“Make sure that you attend me, Riley,” Drostan said as he stroked my cheek. “If you miss a single cock rising, I will be very unhappy.”