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“General Superior Yas’kihn,” the court official intoned and tapped the butt of his staff on the hard floor.

“EmperorYas’kihn,” the male himself corrected.

The major domo’s green gaze flickered and he bowed his head. Louella wondered if the official’s head would now roll. Lifting his gaze, the major domo tapped the staff again. “Your Majesty, welcome.”

Louella exhaled a silent sigh of relief. Perhaps this was some ritual she simply didn’t know about. She didn’t think the official would take just anyone’s word for who was emperor.

The portals swung open without further fanfare. With his mate following closely behind, Yas’kihn walked through the doorway into an elegant and enchanting courtyard that would have done the ancient Chinese emperors or French King Louis XIV credit.

“Oh,wow,” Louella breathed in awe.

Chapter21

Pale gravel paths wound through lush plantings of fragrant, colorful flowers and shrubs in a variety of greens and deep purple leaves. A hidden waterfall trickled nearby and a fountain burbled in the center of the courtyard.

“Many of the specimens in this courtyard are extinct except for here,” Yas’kihn commented, his voice quiet. “Hundreds of millennia ago, Ahn’hudin was a lush, thriving planet. We don’t know quite what happened, but we believe it was a confluence of mechanization, pollution, and possibly alteration of Ahn’hudin’s orbit that changed our planet to its current arid state.” He shrugged.

“Yeah, there’s a lot of discussion about climate change on Earth, too. It’s attributed to human activity causing greenhouse gasses to accumulate and trap heat in the atmosphere. I’ve also heard that Earth undergoes periodic changes in polarity.AndI’ve heard that our climate is mostly determined by our sun, and there’s nothing we can do about that.” She shrugged, fingered a velvety green and magenta striped leaf, and added, “I really don’t know what to think or who’s right.”

“Edomina Prime, another planet in this solar system, was also once filled with life. Only a few straggling communities are left eking out a subsistence living from the soil. They import almost everything because the planet’s resources were stripped long ago. Ahn’hudin has long been on a similar path.”

Louella nodded. “I can see why Evangeline’s work is so critical to Ahn’hudin. She could make your people self-sufficient again, at least with regard to food.”

“Her work portends great promise in food, fiber, and fuel,” he agreed. “I have given some thought to your proposition of a health ministry.”

Louella blinked in surprise. “But you said no. You said you’d only let me teach.”

“I did. Lady Evangeline is most perceptive and sees much of what Ahn’hudin lacks. I still do not think we need an official government agency to regulate health, but I can see where setting standards for competent health care is a good idea. I think that has great merit and you would serve our people well to lead it.”

Louella’s eyes widened in surprise. “Do you really mean it, Jax?”

“I never say anything I do not mean.”

She squealed with glee as she swirled around and threw her arms around him. “Oh, this is beyond wonderful! I’ll make you proud of me, I swear!”

His arms wrapped around her and he savored the press of her warm body against his. “I am already proud of you, pretty spark.”

She squeezed him, although her bear hug had little effect beyond stiffening his primary cock. One hand delved down to stroke the rigid flesh. Jax groaned softly, his arms loosening around her. Louella dropped to her knees and dove under his kilt, lifting the supple leather with one hand and cupping the other around his bare, throbbing staff. She flattened her tongue and licked the length of his penis. Jax groaned again. Mouth watering, Louella licked and kissed and suckled the long, thick length of him, grinning at his muffled grunts when her tongue swiped the trickle of semen from the bulbous tip. She lingered over the crown, laving it like a lollipop until his thick, heavily muscled legs trembled with the effort to remain standing and not plunge his cock down her throat. He lowered a hand to her scalp, splaying his fingers around her head.

“Louella,” he warned, his voice guttural.

Sensing his impending orgasm, Louella redoubled her attention. She opened her mouth wide and lowered it over the crown, folding her lips over her teeth and undulating her tongue against the sensitive skin. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucked. With a stuttering hiss, Jax lost control. His hips snapped forward as tangy spurts of seed shot down her throat.

Louella continued to suck and lick until his cock began to soften. She drew back and released him and let the leather kilt fall back into place. Jax gently drew her to her feet and swept her into his arms as he staggered backward and collapsed on a stone bench. She landed in his lap as he intended.

Breathing heavily, he growled low in his throat and nuzzled her neck. “As soon as I recover, I’m going to fuck you until you see stars.”

Louella moaned and squirmed, realizing how aroused she’d become from giving him a blow job. Jax nuzzled and kissed her until her inner thighs were slick with her own wetness. His hands stroked her body through the silky fabric of her gown, creating a delicious friction between his palms and her skin. Her breasts swelled and ached. More moisture seeped from her core and scented the air. Jax’s primary cock rose and throbbed.

He lifted and turned her, settling her back on his lap with her legs straddling his thighs and the skirt of her dress bunching up around her hips. Jax held her in place while he drew up the front of his kilt and exposed his primary and secondary cocks. He lifted her again and lowered her over his primary cock. She moaned as she slid down, her wetness mixing with the fluid dribbling from him to lubricate her descent. When she once again rested on his lap, she felt the prod of his secondary cock, its oily length probing for her anus and finding it with unerring accuracy. She moaned again as it lengthened and penetrated her, filling her with nearly unbearable pleasure. The cocks within her began to vibrate and she began to shift her hips. Jax’s hands settled on her hips to hold her still.

She placed her hands over his and said, “Let’s try this my way.”

He met her gaze and saw no subterfuge. He released her hips and moved them to encircle her waist. Louella began to roll her hips. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she gently bounced, creating the movement and friction she needed to drive herself to climax. She collapsed against him, breathing heavily, but neither of Jax’s cocks softened. Instead they began to vibrate within her, creating the delicious stimulation she’d come to crave until she cried out as another orgasm blasted through her and Jax’s primary and lesser cocks released inside her.

Louella leaned against his cheek and panted while he held her within his gentle embrace. After a long moment during which she recovered the ability to form words, she finally asked, “Do you think anyone saw us?”

“This courtyard is private,” he assured her, not mentioning that Gudren used to bring his concubines into the area for orgies, oftentimes inviting his guests to share in their favors. He suspected Louella might not appreciate that information, especially as he’d occasionally been one of those guests.

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