Page 74 of Prize for the King
“Yes.”
Raduna’s erection jumps, and he wraps his hand around it with a distressed hiss. I look up, alarmed. His face is dark with a blush, lips parted, glistening eyes glued to me.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes, my queen. Very aroused, but fine.”
“He’s out of his mind with lust,” Arvi says, coming over. “You should either play with it or let him lock himself in the bathroom to deal with it on his own. Look, his balls are turning purple.”
I tilt my head to the side. The ball sack has indeed tinted a purplish shade.
“It’s just more blood flowing,” Raduna huffs.
“The knob,” Arvi says, his black-nailed finger pointing at the top side of the shaft, his hand very close. “See how it swells? It’s a special little organ we have that humans don’t. Nature made the Agnidari to please women with their dicks while humans still have to use their fingers like some backward bumpkins. That is,ifthey care for theirwomen’s pleasure at all.”
I take a closer look at the part of the shaft near the base, where indeed, a round, protruding structure swells, pulsing gently. My fingers itch with the need to touch it. Indeed, I’d love to wrap my hand around all of it, maybe try to guess its weight.
“What does it do?”
“When it’s inside you all the way in, it teases a special spot in your body, giving you pleasure,” Arvi explains, pressing his hand to his crotch when there’s movement under his towel. “Hm, isn’t this stimulating.”
“Are you afraid, my queen?” Raduna asks, his voice low and growly, hand tight around his shaft. “Or do you feel better prepared for it?”
I take a deep breath, noting the musky tang in the air. My hips keep wanting to move, and it’s an effort to be still. “Is Magnar’s the same?”
Raduna grunts. “About the same size. A bit curved.”
“And Khay’s? Arvi’s?”
“Khay is pierced, and I’ll keep mine a surprise.” Arvi’s hand tightens on his covered erection as he turns to Raduna. “Why don’t I plunge my head into a bucket of cold water, and then you can go while I stand guard?”
“Agreed.”
Arvi leaves, walking a bit funny, but I don’t pay him much attention. My gaze, as if hypnotized, returns to the enormous, swelling monstrosity of my knight’s cock. I exclaim softly when I see the glistening wetness gathering on the tip.
“Slick, indeed,” I whisper, wetting my lips with my tongue as I wonder how it tastes.
Raduna groans as if from pain, strangling his length with his fingers.
“Are you sure you’re fine?” I ask, fidgeting when I consider the thing, and where it might go inside me. It seems impossible, andyet—not terrifying. If anything, I’m even more curious.
My knight releases a shaky breath. “You licked your lips. I… My queen must forgive me. I feel like I’ll come just from looking at you. Your curiosity is very arousing, as is everything about you.”
I nod, my gaze returning to the cudgel. “Ah, yes. Because you haven’t touched a woman in years.”
He scoffs, the sound breathy, low. “Not just because of that, my queen. I don’t go around sporting an erection every time I see a woman showing a bit of skin. It’s you I want. You are my queen, and I am at your disposal. You have my loyalty, my sword, my mind, and yes, my lust. It’s all yours. Because you’re beautiful and smart.”
I gasp in outrage, looking up to scold him, but Raduna’s face is serious and tender, his dark eyes unflinching when they meet mine. He’s being honest, isn’t he? Or maybe I just can’t tell.
“Thank you for showing me,” I say, shifting around when the throbbing between my legs grows intense. “It helped. You can, um, put it away.”
Arvi comes out, and Raduna groans in relief, disappearing in the bathroom. The bald knight sits down on my bed, eyeing me curiously. I eye him back, since he’s wearing only a pair of underwear, his torso and legs bare. Arvi is a bit shorter than Khay, his arms more defined, and he has blue tattoos swirling around his nipples and down his ribs.
“So, are you terrified or intrigued?”
I shake my head with a sigh. “A bit of both. Restless, too. I was so tired just now, but I don’t think I can sleep.”
I shift from side to side, and Arvi’s lips tilt up in a smirk, his tongue darting out to play with the piercing. I gasp, instantly knowing I’m blushing.
