He laughs. “I can’t tell you all my secrets today. I have to save some for next time we practice Lesson Three.”
His answer only make me more intrigued. "Why aren’t you telling me? Do you do something weird? Do you tear them into little pieces and swallow them or what?”
He laughs again, even louder when I squeeze his balls threateningly. Apparently, orgasms make grumpy aliens a lot less grumpy. Good to know. “You’ll get more from me with rewards than punishments, my little queen.”
“Is that so?” I start to tease, but I’m interrupted by the chime of an incoming comm. The muscle under my cheek tenses as Nik goes rigid.
“It’s the Eye. It’s Zomah.”
My stomach goes tight. “What’s he want?”
“To negotiate, presumably. I sent a comm request earlier. This must be his reply.”
“Answer!” This could be our chance. This could be the key to getting the moms released and freeing up Lyro to rescue Lena! The break we’ve been waiting for.
“Perhaps another time. I cannot speak to the High Priest when my queen has her hand on my cock.”
That gives me a really naughty idea. I add a second hand to his shaft, gripping him like a double-scoop waffle cone. “Am I visible from the comm screen?”
“No, but—”
“Answer,” I urge him, giving a slow sweep of my tongue over the head. He responds well to rewards? I am going to reward the shit out of him for rescuing Lena.
“Stay out of sight no matter what I say,” he growls. Then he hits the button to answer the call. I take as much of them down my throat as I can.
“Alioth smile on you.” The dry rasp of the High Priest’s voice sounds bored.
“Her teeth are sharp,” Nik chokes out, and the irony isn’t lost on me that my teeth are surrounding his most vulnerable parts. I let my teeth glide over him, and he squeezes his knees together, pinning my arms to my sides.
“I assume you have some worthwhile reason for this contact?”
“My mother and the other females you harbor. I want them,” Nik says bluntly.
Zomah scoffs. “So you’ve said. Don’t waste my time when it could be better spent in service to the goddess. You have nothing I do not already have within my reach.”
“Whatever Lyro is to you, I can be more,” Nik insists. “He has no planet. He has no people. He has no sway with our brothers. Our father trusted him and kept him close because he waspliable. I’m sure he has been that for you, too. But that is not the ally you need. That is not who will rebuild the Temple of the Eye above the palace in Loth’Irra.”
Damn, he sounds like a king. I rub the flat of my tongue against the underside of his cockhead, stroking my closed fist around the base. He tightens his knees and wraps a hand around the back of my neck, fingers sliding under the folds of my headscarf to squeeze at the base of my skull. He holds me still, dick halfway into my mouth, and even though I can’t move, his grip is so possessive and dominant that it gets me going.
“You want it to beyou.” Zomah says it like a revelation, a grudging admiration seeping into his tone. Nik says nothing. “You think you can depose the new Emperor?”
“I know I can.” He’s lying, but his level of confidence is fucking hot. I suck him like a lollipop since I can’t really move otherwise, and his hips jerk, stroking into me once, leaking citrusy come all over my tongue.
“Lothan is a popular leader with a pretty new Empress. He commands all the warriors of Irra.”
“And I trained every one of them. They were loyal to me first. They will follow me, if asked to choose. With my brothers at my side and an army at my back, it will be a simple thing.”
“Simple to control the Jaras of the Five Planets?” Zomah scoffs. “If it were simple, Chanísh would have done a better job of it.”
“That is because he was too weak to give up his concubines. If he’d used our mothers against us, he would have had us at his mercy. I have no such weakness.” Nik sounds so cold and calculating, it chills me.
“Neither do I,” Zomah says dryly. “What’s to stopmefrom becoming Emperor? I can do the same.”
“If you could, you already would have. I will not pretend that an alliance with the Eye is not my aim. Iwillbe Emperor, but I’d prefer to have the goddess smile on my rule. You will have your temple back, Priest. You will have a voice at the council table. What more can you wish for?” Nik leans back in his chair, icy and imperious. “I want the females.”
Keeping my arms pinned to my sides, he drags my head forward so his cock slides down my throat. I have to work to relax my muscles so I can take him. My eyes water and my nose tingles with the effort of suppressing my gag reflex. I need to breathe in3...2...1...Nik lets up for a brief second, just longenough for me to raise my head and draw a deep breath, and then he presses my head back down.
“How can I trust you?” Zomah whines. He sounds like a different person now, and I realize that’s because Nik already won. He did it. My throat flexes around him, and his fingers tighten as the High Priest continues. “How can I be sure you’ll fulfill your promises once I release the females to you?”
