Master Dorian leaned in even closer. “You very much enjoy being a bottom to another man, don’t you?”
Elex’s head bobbed slowly. “There’s nothing like it…”
Another sip of his brandy passed some time, and Master Dorian nodded. “I enjoy a little ass play myself.”
I nearly choked on my laugh. Alittle? The man was mated to two men. That was more than a little.
But what was Master Dorian doing…?
“It’s not easy to find satisfaction inside these walls,” the ancient master mused. “Not when each move is scrutinized.”
Sweet Savior.He wasn’t.
A small hesitation preceded Elex’s reply. “I’m finding that myself.”
“Is that why you keep disappearing to the university?”
Elex laughed quietly. “No. Unfortunately, that is for my work. I have to go…elsewhere to seek it out.”
Master Dorian worked his jaw. “I have it on good authority that your Kimber will be gone for several more hours.”
Master Dorian was seducing my lover.
The pregnant pause ended, and I held my breath. I could hear Elex sucking his teeth while he was thinking.
“Would you care to join me in my room for another drink, sir?”
I couldn’t believe they didn’t hear my gasp—but I lucked out because the chair scraped on the floor, covering it up.
Walking side by side, carrying brandy glasses, the eldest temple master and my now-former lover headed through the halls to my old room for some stupid tryst that…
I was flustered. No, I was beyond flustered. I was pissed and betrayed and didn’t understand a thing going on.
The curtain I was semi-hidden behind rustled, and Roran appeared, holding out his hand.
“Come. We have to get to your old rooms.”
Confusion wrinkled my forehead. “That’s where they’re going…”
“Yes. Come. This is important.”
Roran led me away from the stairs, and I was even more confused. A right turn down a hall and another right a moment later brought us to a set of doors I had never seen.
Cranking the door open, there was a small, wood-paneled room beyond. Roran pulled me inside and cranked the door closed.
Pressing a button, the whole thing shuddered and started to ascend.
I slammed myself against the wall, terrified. “Roran! What the hell is this?”
“A lift,” he chuckled. “Do you really think the household workers carry linens up five flights of stairs? Or the kitchen staff drags those carts up the stairs?”
“I’ve never… it’s…”
Roran couldn’t stop laughing at me. “You are a treasure, Kimber. Really.” He sobered after a moment. “There are three of these in the building, and we’ll be at the top floor before they are on the second. Dorian will delay the walk so we can get to the rooms.”
The lift clunked to a halt, and Roran pulled the doors open, ushering me out.
I hoped I would never use that dreadful contraption again.
