As soon as the door shut, Trenton got to his knees beside me and pulled me into a hug.
“You are the most wonderful woman I've ever met!” He exclaimed. “You handled that exquisitely.”
“Thank you,” I purred and laid back on the carpet, out of his embrace. He obviously didn't want to talk about what had just transpired between him and his sister, and I wasn't about to push him. Instead, I got us back on track. “Now, fuck me till we both come, Trenton.”
“Yes, my sweet.” Trenton smiled widely and impaled me with one thrust.
Chapter Twenty-One
Trenton and I had prepared for dinner, and not just by getting dressed. I had instructed him to do as he pleased with me and fulfill this strange requirement his sister had placed upon him. Trenton had wanted me to whisper my orders to him throughout the evening, but I thought it would be best if it seemed natural. So, he agreed.
I had expected the sensuality to start right away, but it was a rather tame meal. I sat on Trenton's armrest and demurely ate whatever he chose to feed me while the Court secretly watched us and consumed their own meals. At one point, he popped one of my nipples out to idly suck on, and Sir Eamon casually groped the Queen through her clothes, but that was all. The Seelie Court was indeed different from Unseelie.
“Dessert!” Queen Tana suddenly proclaimed.
The whole room seemed to straighten in their seats as a horde of naked, human slaves strode into the room. They weren't at all ashamed by their nudity; in fact, most preened before the salivating fairies. I glanced at Trenton and he gave me a resigned look.
“Showtime?” I whispered.
He nodded.
The humans wound their way through the fairies, and as they went, fairies reached out and plucked their favorites from the crowd. I saw Janet go eagerly into Sir Thiery's arms. The knight positioned her across his lap and immediately started sucking on her nipples. She held him to her, leaned her head back and moaned in delight. And that was just the beginning. Every fairy there found a partner or two and began to enjoy themselves with abandon.
“Dessert is served,” Queen Tana purred as she lifted her skirts.
Sir Eamon smiled brilliantly and knelt between her legs. He began feasting on her pussy as the Queen rested her feet on her consorts strong shoulders. I looked at Trenton and nodded; with so much going on around us, it made what we had to do far more comfortable.
Trenton smiled slowly. He may have reservations about making a spectacle of himself, but he was still a man. When it came down to it, having sex with me wasn't going to be a hardship; no matter where we did it. But his sister wanted a spectacle.
Trenton swept the plates off his end of the table dramatically, and they fell to the floor with a resounding crash. The noise made everyone look up from their desserts and watch as Trenton lifted me with a growl and deposited me on the table. He pushed me down roughly and tossed my skirts over my face. I blinked in surprise, but as he tore my panties away, I began to giggle. It was a good thing I had my skirts to hide behind.
My new lover was indeed making a spectacle. He grabbed my thighs and pulled them even further apart as he dove between my legs. The room was so quiet that the sound of him feasting on me—growling like an animal as he did—carried throughout it. I peeked out from beneath my skirt and saw the entire Court enthralled by their prince. And he was far from done.
Once he had me wet enough to his liking, Trenton lifted his face with a snarl and shoved his cock into me. He began to fuck me furiously; shaking the whole table with his thrusts. He yanked my skirts down and ripped my bodice in two with one pull from his strong hands. Every woman in the room gasped in delight; their gazes locked on the savage lover between my thighs. Trenton kneaded my breasts as he locked his stare with mine, and everything went very serious. Everyone else faded away as I fell into those glowing, violet eyes. Trenton's gaze softened, and his wild pace slowed as he lowered his lips to mine. He kissed me passionately, and the dining hall filled with the sound of female sighs.
“Well done, Brother,” Tana whispered.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Outside of Trenton's suite, I was the most obedient slave, but within them, he was mine. It was a dizzying extreme that satisfied me in more ways than I could have imagined. Submission had never sat well with me, but to submit knowing full well that I was the one in charge, made it more of a game. I discovered that I liked games... and so did Trenton.
Drostan's betrayal faded under the unfailing attention my new lover gave me. Trenton took me for rides around Seelie, had beautiful clothes made for me, and draped me in jewels. To everyone else, I was Prince Trenton's pampered pet, but to Trenton, I was his mistress; in control of his every move.
What we both loved the best were the moments when we could get away with him serving me in public. Trenton would have me sit on his lap and feed me from his plate. To the court, Trenton looked as if he were dominating his slave, but we knew the truth; that he was feeding me because I wanted him to. I was effectively sitting in the Prince's chair, at the High Table of Seelie, as the Prince himself catered to my every whim, and no one knew it; not even his sister. We would smile secretly at each other; the intrigue making it all the more delicious.
I was quickly getting used to the royal treatment.
“What would you like to do today?” Trenton asked after he'd given me my morning orgasm.
“Let's go swimming in that lake you showed me yesterday,” I suggested.
“A wonderful idea.” He smiled brilliantly at me. “Come, my lady, and I shall dress you.”
Trenton carried me from the bed and set me on my feet before his full-length mirror. First, he brushed my hair till it gleamed, and then he slipped silk underwear on me. His cock was hard the entire time, but I ignored it. It was always like this in the morning; Trenton eagerly waiting for me to allow him to fuck me. He slipped a pair of leather pants up my legs, and then a silk blouse went over them. I shrugged into a leather vest, and he tightened the laces so that my breasts were lifted high; surrounded by a froth of silk and lace.
Trenton sighed as he stared at my cleavage, and I smiled indulgently.
“You may remove one nipple and suck on it for thirty seconds,” I said.
