I went still. Silly, but it hadn't occurred to me that becoming Shale's consort was taking a potentially lifelong post. Home. Could I make this place my home? The question was instantly answered by Shale's heartbeat under my ear. That steady thumping told me that home was wherever he was.
“Sebastian,” Shale's voice went serious.
“Yes?” I lifted my head.
“You haven't said anything.”
“I didn't realize that was a question.”
The King grimaced at me. “It wasn't. It was a statement, but I want you to confirm that you understand what I mean.”
I held back my grin. “I already have a home in Sken. Family, friends, a life.”
The skin around Shale's eyes twitched. “You will make a new life here.”
“But we don't know how long this will last.”
“Does that matter? As long as you're my consort, this is your home.”
“What if I miss Sken?”
“Then we will visit.”
I lifted a brow. “You'll take me home for a visit?”
Shale sat forward and growled, “Thisis your home now!”
“Take a breath, Dragon King,” I said as I straddled his lap and set my hands on his chest. “I'm just teasing you.”
Shale let out a sharp breath and leaned back. “Don't tease me about leaving.”
I swallowed past a sudden dryness in my throat. He was becoming attached. Shale may not be able to love me, but he could certainly crave me. He could feel jealousy and anxiety over me. That was a lot. It was enough for him to make me his consort. To commit to me. Only me. That finally sank in. He treasured me. And if he treasured me, maybe someday, he could feel more.
Yeah, it was probably dumb to allow myself to hope. But staring into his vivid teal eyes, so intense and full of desire, I couldn't help it. It was so easy to forget that he had sacrificed his love to a god. He seemed normal. Capable of any emotion, especially the deepest ones.
“I won't,” I finally said. Then, under the surface, I ground my ass along his cock.
The Dragon King hardened. His hands dug into my hips. He licked his lips. Then he glanced at his knights. “Turn around!” he shouted at them.
The Dragon knights immediately turned to face the jungle.
I grinned at my lover. “Don't you remember what I said about sex in the water?”
“Don't you remember that I cancontrolwater?” Shale shot back.
A ribbon of water rose from the pool and snaked through the air. It dove into the wooden trunk and came out with a smallbottle. The water brought the bottle back to us and set it on the wet rim of the pool.
“Oil will help, yes, but—”
“Trust me, my doll.” He lifted me by my hips, helping me stand, then yanked my undershorts down.
I gasped and looked at the knights, but they were still facing away, ensuring that no one else was sneaking up on us and getting a peak. I was safe there. Feeling free and naughty, I stepped out of my shorts, then took the bottle and oiled myself. As I sat back down, the water parted, then folded over us. My eyes went wide as I realized there was a pocket of air around his cock.
“You are brilliant!” I declared.
Shale chuckled and undulated against me, rubbing his cock between my cheeks. “Show me how brilliant you think I am, Consort.”
Biting my lip, I felt beneath me for his shaft, then angled it toward my opening. Shale eased my cheeks apart as I moved down on him, his hard flesh slipping past my oiled ring. We groaned together as I worked onto him, taking him deeper and deeper. But I tried to stifle my groans while Shale didn't seem to care.
