Audrey slowly stood; her eyes locked on Drustan over my head. As soon as I got to my feet, I immediately placed a hand on my lower back and pushed. Desperate to relieve the ache.
Drustan, still slouched in his throne, openly glowered at us.
“It would be a shame for the only full-blooded human to step foot into Hyvenmere in hundreds of years to disrespect the Prince of Lyndoruun on Bandthral, wouldn’t it?” Drustan threatened.
I whirled on him, my fists clenched at my sides. Audrey whispered a low curse at his words. His lips twitched in the corners, heat flaring in his golden irises.
Fuck you, I thought with all the rage I could feel.
Is that a request?his voice whispered in my mind.
“Five minutes of your time.” Drustan splayed his hand, widening all fingers. “Then you may leave with your friends without any fuss.”
I glanced back at Audrey. Liam wasn’t back yet. Her fingers were twitching, and behind her, a potted plant with large, green leaves the size of my face twitched in response.
Huffing a sigh of annoyance, I nodded once at Drustan, stepping closer to his throne. He widened his legs for me to step between; his lips pressed together in a tight smirk. Instead, I stood to the side. My hip rested casually against his armrest.
Audrey slowly, cautiously, sat down on her ottoman again, watching me like a hawk.
Drustan chuckled while leaning forward. He hooked a slender finger through the belt loop at my hip.
“So shy,” he murmured, tugging me around to the front of the throne. As if I were an animal on a leash, he forced me tostand between his legs before gently pulling me down onto his lap. I was so stiff, every muscle in my body was locked and on alert. I snuck a glance out toward the party ahead of us, but hardly anyone was paying attention. Conversing and wandering the party themselves, looking for their mates.
As soon as my butt hit the muscle of his warm, large thigh, it took everything in me to support as much of my own weight as I could. But Drustan wasn’t having it. He leaned forward, adjusting his seat so he could sit up straighter, and draped one long, bare arm around my waist.
Slowly, slowly, he pulled me in tighter. Until my back was flush against his chest, and my toes were lifted off the ground. I was dependent on his support to stay upright.
His body was producing so much heat; it was as if he were a furnace. I wondered if my back was going to start sweating.
“Better,” Drustan hummed. Releasing my waist, he allowed me to lean forward a little bit. I wasn’t flush to his front anymore, but before I could create even more space and put my feet on the ground, both of his large hands gripped either side of my waist.
When I froze in his hold, his thumbs slowly started to massage my lower back.
Without hesitation, I moaned from the pressure he put on my sore muscles. Horrified, I slapped a hand over my mouth. Audrey glared at Drustan as he rubbed my sore muscles with his massive hands.
“No need to be embarrassed,” Drustan murmured to me, his timbre low and soothing. “My father is remarkably petty. Those seats are torturous.” With his hot, large hands touching me, his muscled thigh flexing under my ass, and the soothing press of his thumbs up and down my lower spine, warmth started to burn between my legs.
Oh god, no. Absolutely not. I tried to think about other things, not sexy things.Old, saggy, wrinkly men.The full dumpster outside Sun Bean.Socks and sandals.
Drustan chuckled, putting more effort into his ministrations, successfully loosening my back with his massage.
“How much time is left?” I asked him through clenched teeth.
“Still desperate to leave?” he asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice. His scent was invading my senses, making the room feel like it was spinning. It took every drop of willpower I had left within me not to fall limp in his lap, mold against his warm body, and allow him to soothe me in all the ways I never knew I needed.
His use of sinndra was strong and dangerous.
I nodded to his question, because my pitiful human libido was no match for him, and I needed to get the hell out of here.
He hummed something, sending a pleasurable heat down my spine. My cheeks were flushed, both from how warm he was and how good his hands were making me feel. The familiar sound of sand started to rush in my ears from being this vulnerable and this aware of the pulse between my legs.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had a massage as good as this that I didn’t pay for. His hands moved lower, lower, lower. His thumbs eventually dipped underneath the waistband of my pants. My vagina clenched from awareness, and I shifted uncomfortably on his lap. Desperate to relieve a new ache building inside of me.
“Your friends can leave whenever they want, but I still have three minutes left with you,” Drustan whispered near my ear, his nose teasing my hair.
My heart was hammering, practically begging to race out of my ribcage. My nervous system was completely shot from his proximity. His thumbs dipped past my waistband again, teasing the flesh of my ass cheeks with gentle but firm circles. I pressedmy thighs together, only staying balanced on his thigh because of the hold his hands had on my hips.
“Two minutes,” Drustan breathed against my neck.
