Page 31 of Seeded By Two

Something hadn’t gone to plan.

The Prince turned his head toward a noise farther down the corridor — perhaps one of the other couples had come out of their suite — and quickly hustled inside, shutting the door behind himself.

He removed his hood and ran an eye around the room.

It was nothing like the luxury he was used to being surrounded by, but he appeared to take no notice of it.

“Well, where is she?” he asked. “I’ve got a hard-on the size of a small country—”

I raised a hand, not needing to hear his next few words — especially not when they were in connection with Beth.

“She just went for something to eat,” I said.

The Prince nodded. “Good idea. Better for her to be full of energy for when we mate. I guarantee she’s going to need it.”

He gave me a wink but his grin fell when I failed to join in with his raucous jokes. “Is something wrong, my friend?” he asked, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.

Despite all his wealth and immense power, he had never lost touch with the common Krev.

He always showed deep appreciation and care toward me and his other servants when he sensed something was wrong.

More than once he had stepped in to help a worker with an issue — whether it was financial or otherwise, he always took it upon himself to take care of matters personally.

And that just made it worse.

The knowledge I had betrayed my honor and duty to him by taking his Steyatt mate.

It might have been for a good reason but it still went against everything I had pledged my life to.

I couldn’t meet his eyes. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

He followed me toward the desk.

I moved towards the chair on the other side, which would have given me a more senior position in the conversation, before reminding myself I was the junior member in this partnership.

Instead, I fell into the seat Beth had taken during our earlier negotiations.

The Prince didn’t take the chair opposite and instead perched on the edge of the desk.

“I’m afraid I have… failed you,” I said, looking at my hands and wringing them.

“Failed me how? You informed me you already found my Steyatt mate. Has she pulled out?”

I shook my head.

She never pulled out — except to jam her tight pussy back onto my hard cock.

I shook my head of the image and the various positions we had adopted in this very suite only a few short moments ago.

I needed to focus.

The words needed to come out right.

I ordered them carefully in my mind and prepared my numb lips to speak them. “I did find your mate…” I began. “And… I…”

“What is it, Feon? Spit it out.”

I looked up and met his eyes.

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