Page 62 of I Destroyed the Elf Prince's Harem

If You Can’t Be Quiet, At Least Be Entertaining

“What the fuck just happened?”

Nylian huffed out a weary laugh as he snuggled his face even closer into the crook of my neck. “Even if you’re new to this, you should still be able to recognize what we did.”

My head thunked on the door, and I winced. My legs were trembling, barely holding me up, and yet my arm was still wrapped around Nylian’s waist as though I’d kill the person who even thought of trying to separate us. Static continued to dominate my brain, and part of me hoped that it would never come back online.

“I tried being subtle with you, but it wasn’t working,” Nylian continued, the laughter growing in his voice.

My eyes popped open, and I jerked to the side enough that I could meet his sleepy gaze. “What do you mean, subtle? What are you talking about?”

“See? This is what I mean. I flirted with you, but you seemed oblivious to it. I figured if you weren’t interested, you’d reject me outright.”

“You flirted, yeah, but I thought that was a joke.”

Nylian stared at me for a second, his lips flat as if he were thoroughly unamused by my comment. He slipped out of my grasp and stretched his arms over his head, the movement almost catlike. He dropped them to his sides with a sigh. “I’ll go clean up, and then we can get to snooping.”

“It was a joke, right?” I called after him, panic creeping into my voice. Nylian ignored me. I glanced at myself. My clothes were a mess, and my dick was hanging out. Yeah, couldn’t really claim it was a joke. My cock was still blissed out over the best blowjob of my life.

How had this happened?

Well, clearly, it had started with Nylian being attracted to me. Or rather, this body I’d tumbled into. Not that it was a bad body. Actually, it was quite an upgrade from what I’d had. This one was well-built, muscular, and had a damn sexy face. I couldn’t complain.

But all of the earlier sexiness wasn’t a one-way street. After that initial shock, I’d kissed him back with everything I’d had. I had held him in my arms and enjoyed the feel of him there. There had been no hesitation when it came to letting him suck my brain out of the end of my dick. Yet, that wasn’t enough for me.

The moment I’d felt and heard his neediness to come too, the moment he’d said my name, everything had changed. I’d wanted to give him the same ecstasy I’d felt. I’d wanted to give him joy and pleasure and that intense feeling of being safe and free in the arms of another.

So…I was bisexual.

Why the hell hadn’t I noticed earlier?

Probably because I’d always been attracted to women, and that was easy in my old world. That gave me a safe way out. It meant that I didn’t have to listen to the voice in my head that said, “Whoa! That guy’s hot!”

But Nylian hadn’t given me the chance to ignore that same voice that had been fawning over him from the first second I’d opened my eyes and seen him hovering above me.

Sorry, gay half of my libido. That was totally on me. And maybe on the society I’d been living in. If this was what sex was like with gay men, I’d missed out on a lot.

“And before I forget…” Nylian announced, marching out of the bathroom with a stern expression. His pants were closed, but his shirt was now missing, giving me an excellent view of his strong, muscular chest.

Yes, I think I’m going to enjoy being bi very much.

“You’re mine.”

That statement had my brain blinking on. “What?”

Nylian stopped and poked my left shoulder with one finger. “You’re mine. That means you may not flirt with anyone, especially women.”

“What are you talking about?” The elf was losing his goddamn mind. “When have I flirted with anyone?”

“You’ve flirted with countless barmaids, most of the women in that soap shop in Riverhold, Adeline, and?—”

“Oh my God, you’re crazy! I haven’t flirted at all. I was being friendly. You’re just upset that I haven’t flirted with you.” Nylian’s mouth shut with a click of his teeth, and I gasped. “That’s what started this. You thought I was flirting with those two women at the ball!” I threw my hands up and tried to march away from the door, only to have my pants slide down my thighs. Cursing my pants and the ridiculous man behind me, I fought to get them up. “I wasn’t flirting with them. I went over to talk to them to get them to flirt with you.”

In the blink of an eye, the elf was in front of me, a complicated expression on his face that I couldn’t read, but tonight had shown me I was terrible at reading what was going on in his head.

“You were trying to get me laid?”

I rolled my eyes. That was oversimplifying, but I didn’t want to get into it. “More or less.”

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