“What don’t you get?” I asked, shocked by both his words and the way my body ignited lasciviously at his order. The mead was definitely doing something. “Leave me here, and don’t come back. Move on, Mendax. I have nothing for you.Iam nothing. You have been bonded; you can become king now! Why do youwaste your time with me? I am a weak, powerless monster,” I screamed, wiping tears away with the back of my hand.
Mendax slid himself down from the couch until he was eye level with me, cupping my face in his palms.
“What do you not understand, Calypso? I will lie, cheat, steal, and kill just to be close enough so I can taste the spent breath from your lungs. You are my only soul. Without you, I am merely a hollow cavity of flesh, a ghoul that will haunt and track your every step and gambit. Whether you accept it or not, you and I belong together. No two creatures were ever made more perfectly for one another,” he whispered against my lips while his hands held my face tightly.
“I can’t be with you. I have to be a good person—a true Seelie. I have to be able to enter the Elysian Fields! Unseelie go to Tartarus when they die—I can’t go to Tartarus. I love Eli, but I think I’m somehow in love with you,” I blubbered as hot tears poured down my cheeks and over his hands. “I can be a good person, you can’t. You are the Unseelie prince, for sun’s sake! I need to end up with someone like Eli.”
Standing up, he brushed the shattered bits of glass from his black pants. Both of his irises were blown now; muscles pulsed and flared in his jaw, causing him to appear more tense than he was before.
Pushing onto my feet, I snagged Walter’s eyes. He gave a small nod of reassurance. I stepped closer, afraid to look at Eli. We could carry an entire conversation without words, and I was scared to death to see what his eyes were saying now.
I froze when the husky voice rolled over me.
“So you’re a good person and you end up with someone like Eli? Is that right? The hero?” he questioned. Reclining on the sofa again, his muscular legs parted, his arm stretched along the back.
“I—”
“Well,goodgirl, come get on your knees. Your good guy is about to watch the bad guy slide his cock down your throat.” He swiped his thumb across his full lower lip with a devilish smirk. Blood from his lip smeared across his shadowed face. “Every man in this room knows you want it. Don’t waste time pretending otherwise.”
My eyes rounded in shock. “Fuck?—”
“Do it now, or I’ll kill Aurelius,” he cut me off.
Everything in the room stilled until my thundering heart was the only thing I could hear. Mendax meant every word, and all of us could feel it.
Eli shifted slightly in the corner of my eye when I slowly stepped between Mendax’s legs. A quick glance at Walter and Eli caused my cheeks to redden when my knees landed on the cold marble. Heat washed over me as I touched the warm closure of Mendax’s belt.
Walter turned his head away. My eyes snapped to Eli’s. His handsome face was full of intensity and frustration. The chivalrous gaze almost concealed the lust in his eyes when they took in my nearly naked body kneeling before Mendax.
Walter looked back when I fumbled with the leather belt before pulling it all the way off. Folding it, I moved to tuck it under the sofa. Later, I would use it to choke Mendax for what he was?—
“Give me the belt.” Mendax grinned, removing it from my hands.
I wasn’t sure if the faerie mead was to blame for my reaction when I saw Walter’s and Eli’s eyes hungrily looking at me, but I had to clench my thighs together for fear they could see the effect it had on me.
The guards down the hall continued to yell and fight against the shield; they could barge in at any second; it made me feel…dangerous.
Wanted.
Free.
I tied my hair up in a knot on top of my head and nervously lifted my eyes up to Mendax’s while I timidly ran my palm over his crotch. Feeling the hard outline of his cock under my hand caused me to squeeze my thighs together again and hope no one noticed.
But every eye in the room watched me.
It was perfect.
Feeling more confident now, I pulled down his pants until his thick cock sprung free.
My hand wrapped around his shaft, feeling the warm veins and soft, velvety skin rub against my palm. The tip was rosier. A droplet of pre-cum glistened under the dim lamps of the smoke-filled room.
Greedily, my palm moved up and down the length of him.
“I said your throat.”
My eyes darted to the left to see he had removed the smoke from Walter’s and Eli’s mouths. It looked like they hadn’t noticed that their mouths were unrestrained, as they were simply hanging open. Their hungry eyes were busy watching me.
My eyes flicked back to Mendax, and I wondered if he realized the smoke was off their mouths, but his amused eyes answered me.