Page 156 of Death of Gods


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They were starved for me.

I had been starved for them as well.

There had been dozens of orgasms, and falling asleep between them made me realize I was finally home, safe.

The beautiful, sleek black mare I sat on was calm and well behaved. She didn’t whinny or paw the ground at all. Standing stock still at a solid sixteen hands, she merely surveyed the surrounding area.

“She suits you,” Aiko said, trotting up next to me.

“She’s beautiful,” I nodded. “I am used to slightly misbehaved horses.”

Chuckling, he leaned in a little closer. “It’s an animal fit to bear a princess.”

My stomach clenched, but I knew that he meant it as a compliment. The rule was clear in all of S’Kir.

The daughter of a king was a princess.

No matter how she was begotten.

Ugh.

I wasn’t ready for that.

No one knew, except the twins and Aiko. I wasn’t going to share that knowledge either, not until we had Dorian back, and I could talk to him about what all this meant.

I gave Aiko a weak smile and shrugged.

Taking a deep breath, I asked him the question I didn’t really want the answer to. “Do you need blood, my lord?”

He pinched his nose and nodded. “I do, Mistress.”

“You should have come to me before, Aiko.”

I kicked the horse into motion, off behind the headquarter tents near the Chasm. Aiko followed a moment behind me.

He pulled his mount to a stop next to me. “I did not think that…”

I caught his hesitation. “Think what?”

“That people would be so unwilling to even speak to me, never mind share blood.” He sounded defeated—and I couldn’t blame him. The only people who spoke to him, beyond polite, trite hellos, were Drez and Staviz.

They were enthralled, and I thought that might make up for it.

Clearly, I was wrong.

Climbing down off the horse, I tied her and Aiko’s to a picket line. There were some empty chairs and tables under the tree, and I chose one to sit in.

Aiko’s demeanor was sad. He was disappointed and alone, and my sore bits made me feel guilty.

He shook his head before I could say a word. “No. Your men love you. I can see that. They are dedicated to you. I will find my way in this world. I will find another to take blood from as soon as I can.”

“I do wish this was all different, Aiko.”

“I don’t,siqinira.”

He pulled his chair close, and I offered my arm.

“Kimber? Where are you?” Rilen walked out from behind the tents. “It’s time—”