Page 18 of Dead Crown
In the wintery sunlight, the short, white fur on the Prince’s ears looked so soft, Lumi wanted to scratch them and play with the little tufts at the top. He wanted to stroke his tail, lie next to him, kiss those lips, and enjoy many things beyond sex. They were things he’d never get, especially since his eternal last year had been cut off.
With all of the typical cream, silver, and white of his clothes, Prince Jaki looked like the ruler of a mystical, lively land of snow and ice. Not a dying one.
Prince Jaki’s pink eyes practically pierced him. In the wintry light, his pupils turned to narrow slits. Lumi wanted to get on his knees and beg for his safety and protection. He thought he had another year of freedom, and he had only focused on his time there. Over and over, he’d told himself that his four years equaled forever, and he’d never have to go back.
Not once had he allowed himself to think oflaterbecause the act had to be maintained at all times. It had helped him keep his sanity because the prospect of returning was torture.
“What are you doing in my spot?” Prince Jaki finally asked as he twitched his white cloak even closer. Despite coming up the gloomy stairs the servants hadn’t bothered to clean in ages, the white fox fur on the bottom was immaculate.
If the tower was a favorite area to hide and think, it was the first Lumi knew of it. “It seems we both like the view.” He smirked. “Maybe we share a lot of likes.”
Prince Jaki stilled at those words for a second before he moved toward the window Lumi was by. “I doubt I have much in common with a whore.”
Lumi glanced through the glass at the sky. “You liked our little game. I’d say we had that in common.”
Prince Jaki’s glare could have cut ice. “You’re not the only one with a tight ass and a taste for pain, so don’t think you’re special. There aren’t any new faces at the whorehouse, and none of the willing courtiers are appealing. You were something to play with.”
Most didn't play with their half-brother. Of course, neither would say it out loud. “Hmm. To me, your cock was special.”
“I’m sure it was.”
Lumi inched closer. “You see, even though I’m the whore, every time I get someone’s dick, I feel like I own them. I’m not particularly special even if I can handle it quite rough. There are other pretty fairies who can deepthroat and get aroused when they're tied on someone’s sitting room floor while playing interrogation.”
Prince Jaki’s blank eyes held his.
Lumi brought his face quite close. “They still want me. They get to a point where all they can think of is putting their cock in me, and when they do, I own them in a way. No matter howmuch I want to be fucked and owned, they also needed me. They’re completely enthralled by what they want to do to me, and they can't stop. I made them like that.”
Prince Jaki’s fangs showed as he smiled. “You don’t own me.”
“For a few moments, I did while you made me do whatever you wanted. And you owned me.”
“Mm.” Prince Jaki gripped Lumi’s left shoulder. “Don’t bring your heat on.”
Lumi kept his face composed. Were they about to have another torture session without his heat to make it more bearable?
The Prince pushed him into the window. The back of Lumi’s head bumped the cold glass as the Prince pressed his body to his and pinned him. Even with all of the layers between them, his warmth touched Lumi. He didn’t push his heat, but he couldn’t help it when his cock started to thicken.
The Prince shoved his knee between Lumi’s thighs and brought it up. His slim, warm fingers burrowed underneath the layers to touch bare skin. Up they went, wrinkling Lumi’s coat and shirt until they found his nipple. Lumi imagined the Prince running his tongue across them, and his cock throbbed.
“You said you’d give me anything I want, right?” asked Prince Jaki.
“Yes.” Despite the reaction ground into Lumi for years and years, he couldn’t help the twisting in his guts.
Prince Jaki gripped his chin with his free hand. “Let me fuck you like this. Don’t use your heat. Let me oil and stretch you myself. I want all of your pleasure to come solely from me, not the heat. I want the full experience of getting you entirely ready with my fingers and my tongue.” His breath tickled Lumi’s chin as he raised his knee a little more. “And then, I want to make you cum on my cock.”
He might as well have asked for Lumi to stick his head in a snow bear’s mouth. His heart thudded as the Prince reached between his legs to grip his cock, and for a moment, he wasn’t in the tower. The touch was all pain, and the other person he thought he knew wasn’t the same. He had changed just like everything else including Lumi. His pulse pounded in his ears.
Prince Jaki’s hand cupping his cheek snapped him back, and he realized he’d let the facade fall. His breath came in short gasps as his mind reeled and tried to figure out how to salvage things.
Prince Jaki slid his knee back down. “You can’t fuck me without the heat?”
“I’ll do it.” Too late, Lumi realized his voice was a bit too high, and his smile was all wrong. Dear Elira, he couldn’t do it.
“No, you won’t.”
“I’m hard, aren’t I? Clearly, I want you.” Lumi’s voice was still too rough, and his smile was brittle. Worse, he knew the Prince had to be feeling the slight tremble in his limbs.
“You haven’t fucked anyone here without your heat, have you?” asked Prince Jaki. “You can flirt and touch, but once you know the main deed is going to happen in any form, you push it, and I bet you can’t imagine any other way.”
