“I'm Janet,” she said with a grin. “Nice to meet you, Riley, and welcome to Seelie. Come on, let's get you a hot bath and some clothes.”
“I don't know what I want more.”
Janet laughed.
Chapter Seventeen
After I was dressed and perfumed, Janet took me back to the Queen's chambers. Conall was gone, and so was the man who resembled Queen Tana. The Queen lounged across an enormous bed. Greek columns formed the bed posters; stone arches connecting them to each other and a central piece—hung high over the middle of the bed—that resembled the Queen's crown. The bed was covered in red silk, which looked beautiful against the Queen's tawny skin. Queen Tana's hair was still in the elaborate curls she had worn earlier, with her golden crown perched upon them. But that was all she wore. The Seelie Queen was gloriously naked; laid back against a mound of pillows with her legs spread and a man lying on her thigh as if there were no other place he'd rather be. He idly played with the Queen's pussy as she played with his dark hair.
“There you are, Janet!” The Queen exclaimed. “Excellent. Bring our new lady here.”
Queen Tana waved toward a silk-covered mattress set on the floor directly before her bed. A slim man with amethyst hair and fair skin stood beside the mattress, waiting calmly. He smiled gently at me as we approached.
“What is your name, girl?” The Queen asked me.
“Riley, Your Majesty,” I said.
“Riley, this is Thiery.” The Queen pointed to the purple-haired man. “Thiery will be your partner. Thiery, you know what I like; you may begin.”
Thiery bowed to the Queen and started undressing. My eyes widened as the curves of his muscles were revealed. Were all fairy men gorgeous, or was it just the knights? Thiery grinned when he saw me admiring him and unbuckled his belt slowly as he held my gaze. He let his belt and pants fall to the floor and then stepped free of them. Thiery had an alien attractiveness that I was beginning to become accustomed to. His eyes were silver, and they caught the sunlight streaming through the window behind me; to gleam like molten metal. They reminded me of Drostan's skin, and a jolt of fury shot through me.
“See? I told you; he's hot, right? I'm so jealous,” Janet whispered before she left.
Thiery came over to me and started removing my clothing. I tensed. The reminder that Drostan had cast me aside and effectively placed me in this position, had soured the moment.
“Relax,” Thiery whispered. “I'm not going to hurt you.”
“No; only fuck me,” I muttered.
“We both have to do this,” he said in a low but firm tone. “Wouldn't it be better to enjoy it?”
Hugo's advice echoed through my mind again, and I realized that I would have to adjust my behavior to suit my new environment. The Seelie Queen may not abuse her slaves, but that didn't mean she would tolerate their disobedience. I would take Janet's advice as well, and try to endear myself to the Queen. If that meant fucking this guy like there was no tomorrow, then so be it.
I took a deep breath, and finally nodded; opening my fists to release the tight hold I'd had on my dress. Thiery lifted it from me and then led me to the mattress. He helped me down onto my knees; facing me toward the Queen.
The Queen's lover was languorously licking her, but her eyes were on Thiery and me. Thiery spread my stance and settled on his knees behind me. He ran his hands over my breasts; lifting them as if to display them for his queen before pinching my nipples until they hardened. I moaned and leaned my head back on his shoulders.
“That's it,” he purred in my ear and then nipped my earlobe. “Just relax into the pleasure I'll give you.”
His hands kneaded my breasts before sliding down my belly and rubbing lightly over my thighs.
“Finger her,” the Queen commanded. “Make her scream, Thiery. I want to hear her cries of delight.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Thiery said as his hand slipped between my legs.
Thiery's fingers parted me, and he began to rub my clit expertly as the Queen's lover began to suck more forcefully on hers. Queen Tana's hands were on her breasts; rubbing and pinching her nipples as her stare fastened on my pussy. Thiery slipped a finger inside me and began to twirl it around as he used his other hand to angle his cock between my legs. He rubbed his manhood against me as he continued to flick my clit and finger me; an impressive amount of technique, if you thought about it. I drenched his cock in seconds, and then came in a screaming, body-shaking rush.
“Yes,” the Queen moaned. “Now, bend her forward, and fuck her wet pussy. Fuck it hard enough for me to hear how wet you've made it.”
The Queen pushed her lover back, so that he laid with his head at the foot of the bed, and straddled him. She impaled herself on his cock and started fucking him slowly as she avidly watched Thiery bend me over. I braced myself on my hands and set my stare on the mattress beneath me.
“Look at me, Riley,” the Queen said just as Thiery shoved his cock inside me.
I groaned and lifted my face. The Queen was bent over so that her lover could suck her nipples. He moaned as if it were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted.
“I like to be watched too,” she said. “Be sure to keep your eyes on me.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” I said.
