“Some take small harems of concubines, but they aren't slaves. They can refuse the position. If they accept, though, they gain status and the respect of the court.”
“As my slaves come willingly to my harems and are shown respect.”
“By whom?”
“By everyone at court, including myself, and by their communities. When my favored bed slaves finish their service, I send them home with gifts.”
“I see.” I still didn't like his harems. They were not like the harems Land Dragons kept. But as long as the slaves were willing, I couldn't speak out against the practice.
“Enough of this talk of slaves and concubines.” Jucai kicked off his boots as he unfastened his pants. “Remove your clothing. I want to see all of you.”
I raised an eyebrow at his commanding tone, but after his compliment, I didn't mind it. So I removed my boots and then my pants. His appreciative inhale was yet another compliment I let assuage my pride.
Jucai took my hand and led me to the bed. “Bend over the mattress.”
I crawled onto the bed instead and lay back on the pillows.
The Sea King frowned at me and pointed at the foot of the bed. “I want to fuck you here.”
“I want to see your face this time.” I bent my knees, hooked my hands behind them, and spread myself open. Then I pulled my legs back, lifting my ass off the mattress.
Jucai's expression shivered, his lips parting as his gaze shot between my lower cheeks. Hair falling around him, he climbed onto the bed and crawled to me. Nuzzling my thigh, Jucai teased my opening, stroking and circling. It was still slick from that nectar, and he made use of that, slipping his finger into me. I shivered and clenched his fingertip. He pumped it into me a few times, then slipped it free.
Rising to his knees, Jucai took my shaft in hand. I shuddered and moaned as he stroked me, my sacs pulling up. His green eyes caught the light coming into the room, flashing brighter. Intent, he watched me pump up into his fist, still holding myself open.
Jucai cupped my balls with his free hand, massaging them before slipping down. He tickled my tender skin and then focused on my puckered hole again. As he continued to stroke my cock, he hooked his finger inside me and tugged.
“Jucai,” I growled.
He raised his eyebrows at me.
“Oh, I can't use your first name? You've been inside me. You're fingering me right now.”
The King chuckled. “No, I was just surprised to hear it. It's been a long time since someone was so familiar with me. I like it. Use my name as often as you want.”
“In private, you mean.”
“No, anytime.”
That surprised me. Kings can be generous with their lovers in private, but most expected proper respect in public. “Thank you.”
His smile turned wicked as he slipped his finger deeper into me. “You're welcome.” He pumped faster.
“Fuck me!” I snarled.
Jucai's eyes widened at the command, but he removed his finger from my body and his hand from my cock. “Lift your ass higher.”
I pulled back harder on my legs.
“That's very good.” Hand around the base of his cock, he directed himself into me. “Tell me what you want.” He slipped the head of his cock in and waited.
“I already told you. I want you to fuck me.”
“And I want to hear specifically what you want.”
Oh, he liked naughty talk. All right.“I want you to shove that big cock into my ass as far as it can go. Press your pelvis into me. Churn your cock and make me come.”
I gasped as he slipped past my outer ring. Deeper. Deeper still. Jucai moved smoothly into my body until he filled me. Holding himself there, pressed to me, he wedged his shoulders beneath my knees and took their weight for me. I let go of them as he leaned over me, bending me further.
