Page 39 of Seeded By Two

I asked various chefs what they thought and they each suggested a pair of kiosks next to the human one I had eaten from earlier.

Unable to choose between the dishes, I asked them to select what a male Krev during his Steyatt liked to eat most.

The chef was a Krev himself, no doubt going through the same Steyatt as his brethren.

He grinned at me and said:

“Blorak. Definitely Blorak.”

He poured the strange gelatinous soup into a bowl before I asked him to put it in a container so I could take it back to the room.

He did as I asked and handed it to me. “Enjoy. And a word of warning: After he eats this,” He leaned forward and directed a sly grin at me. “Hold on to the headboard. Nothing stokes a Krev’s desire greater than Blorak.”

The next customer made their order, so I couldn’t ask him what was in it.

Some kind of Krev Viagra?

If that was the case, it certainly wasn’t something the Prince needed!

I headed back to my room.

The moment I turned the corner leading to our suite, I caught sight of someone disappearing around the next junction.

I marveled at his broad, muscular back, reminding me of the Prince.

But it couldn’t be him… Unless he had shot off to send another quick message?

It didn’t matter.

If he wasn’t in the room, I would just prepare myself for him the way I had before.

I grinned at the memory of our lovemaking, my cheeks burning red with hot flushes — this time not out of embarrassment but pure excitement.

Already, my body ached like a good yoga session, having been contorted into a variety of different positions — many of which were new to me.

It was all I could do to hang on for dear life.

I considered dumping the mysterious Viagra food in the hallway, unsure if I could take what the chef had promised it would deliver, but decided to take it anyway.

I would leave it up to the Prince whether he would consume it or not.

I opened the door and saw the huge hulking figure that was the Prince standing in the middle of the room.

I looked him over and noticed he must have changed his clothes at some point.

They looked more… regal somehow.

I wondered where he’d gotten them, considering there hadn’t been any clothes in the wardrobes when we’d arrived.

I filed it away for later discussion and shut the door behind myself.

His eyes were wide and bulging, his cock already pressing hard against the front of his pants — Why am I not surprised? — and immediately put down the package of food beside the door.

He certainly isn’t going to need that anytime soon!

And neither did I.

Just looking at him made me quiver with excitement.

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