“Answer my question.”
“No.”
I take a deep breath, then I decide maybe we can work on a compromise. For now. “Fine. Give me your name, then.”
He pauses a moment, and a long finger reaches out and touches my Adam’s apple. It moves under his fingertip, and he wets his lips.
“Humans are so fascinating.”
“Name, or no cum.” I’m sticking to my guns.
His rainbow gaze meets mine. “Rathyn.”
I blink at him as his finger continues to prod my throat, an almost curious touch.
“I’m Everest,” I remind him. “It’s nice to meet you. Again.”
“Say my name, human. I want to hear it on your lips.”
I shouldn’t, but it’s not a terrible request, so I do. I say it once, “Rathyn.” And then again. Slower, letting each syllable roll off my lips. “Ra-thyn.”
He listens to it, his body tense, and then his tail pulls away from me and wraps around his thigh.
“I gave you my name. Now sit.”
“Demanding,” I say, slightly breathless from his touch.
“I cannot help that. This is my nature.”
“Yeah, well, humans are apparently pushovers,” I murmur as I move toward the chair with slow movements, still debating if I should actually sit down or not.
I can feel him watching me, and when I strip my gown off and toss it onto the ground, I hear a low hum coming from deep in his chest. It’s almost like a purr, but it’s melodic, like their music.
He sounds pleased by my decision.
“You need to leave the lady at the front alone, by the way. You’ve been harassing her.”
He pulls out that wooden vial and takes out one of those horrendous leaves that make my balls far too full.
“Oh, hell no.” I shake my head. “Absolutely not. I couldn’t move my fucking legs last time.”
“It gets easier the more your body adapts. You will recover more easily this time, and without it, you cannot produce enough cum for me.”
I scowl at him just as a harsh buzz echoes from the speaker. Before I can react, restraints snap tight around my arms and legs, locking me into the chair.
My cock perks up as he makes his way toward me, sinking down on his knees. He lifts that leaf like an offering, and I glower at it.
“Why do you need so much cum anyway?”
“Does it matter to you, little human? We do. And we offer gifts to your world in exchange for it. What we need and why isn’t necessary information.”
I sigh. He’s not technically wrong, but there’s so much I want to know, and it’s annoying that he can suck my cock without at least telling me something.
His hand cups my jaw, and his thumb caresses my lips until I give in and part them. His eyes are locked on mine as he places the leaf on my tongue, and he watches me as I grimace and swallow.
Bitterness floods my taste buds, and I hear my throat click as I choke it down, waiting for the inevitable.
I can’t take my eyes off him as his ears flick, his gaze traveling from my dripping cock to the flush in my cheeks.
