The Sea King smiled and set me on my feet. “Are you really a respectable sailor?”
“No.” I grinned. “I'm a very disreputable pirate.”
The Sea King burst out in delighted laughter.
Chapter Three
After I bathed the Sea King, I knelt on the tile and sucked his cock as commanded. But he didn't let me do it for long. Vaxarion picked me up and carried me back to bed. His magic drew the water from our skin and hair to form solid ribbons of it. Those ribbons lifted me from his arms and held me above the mattress. Taking his time to enjoy the view, King Vaxarion crawled into place beneath me, with his head at my cock, and lowered me.
I opened my mouth as he lowered me, but just as I sucked his beautiful dick into my mouth, he drew me past his lips. I cried out, then eagerly sucked him deeper, gagging myself on him. The pleasure of Vaxarion sucking at me made me wild again, and I bobbed over him as the water continued to hold me in the perfect position—just above the King without resting on him. It gave me enough of an angle that I could go from sucking his cock to licking his balls and even pushing my tongue past them.
The King groaned and angled his hips up. With a groan, I bent further and tongued his tiny ring of muscles. In seconds, he came, the water carrying it away. But even though his pleasure had been reached, he didn't stop sucking at me. The Sea King worked me with hands and mouth until I screeched and writhed within my water hammock. And he kept us clean, using that water trick to collect my release as well.
After we recovered from our second round, he called for some refreshments. What I thought would be a snack ended up being a feast that had to be brought in by three servants. We ate in bed, the platters strewn about us. It was so decadent, so hedonistic, and yet also playful. Both of us were naked and anything that “accidentally” fell on one of us was promptly licked off by the other.
It was the best night of my life.
I didn't want it to end, but our third time was a doozie, and we were both exhausted afterward. I knew it was time to leave, and I wasn't a man to draw things out. So, with a sigh, I got out of bed and started gathering my clothes.
“What are you doing?” Vaxarion demanded.
“Leaving,” I said. “You can barely keep your eyes open. It's time for me to go and let you get some sleep, Your Majesty. I don't want to overstay my welcome.”
“I'll say when it's time for you to go, Zix.” He slid beneath the covers, then pulled them back. “Come here. I want you to spend the night.”
I dropped my pants and grinned. “Really?”
“Yes, you silly pirate. Come back to bed.” Then he reached to the side of the bed and pulled the light cord.
As the room fell into darkness, I raced back and jumped onto the mattress, jostling the Sea King. He chuckled and eased me in against him—my back to his front. With a sigh, he curled around me.
“Zixin,” the King whispered.
“Yes, Your Majesty?”
“I want you to come with me tomorrow.”
“Where?”
“I'm visiting the land kingdoms that border Morilren. I have three more and then I'll return home.”
“And you want me to what? Be your bed buddy while you visit the land kingdoms?”
“Yes. And, depending on how we feel after that, perhaps you could come back to Shasenai with me.”
Shasenai. The crown city of Morilren. Holy fuck.
My hearts raced. My loyalty lay with my captain and the crew. They were my family. But they'd understand if I took off for a while to be with a king, especially a Sea Dragon King. I started to smile, ready to follow him wherever he might lead, but I was a pirate, and I never took anything at face value.
“What would I be to you?” I asked.
“What do you mean?”
“You'd be taking me with you, a member of your entourage, right?”
“Yes.”
“And what would you tell people about me?”
