Snow forced Vor to face him. “I’m no longer a prince. Remember?”
Vor narrowed his eyes. “Even so… I’m a prisoner here, Snow. You’re not. You’re not meant to be here—and I can’t leave.”
The idea of walking away from Vor made his stomach heave. This man… this was his alpha. He knew it as much as his body knew to drag in his next breath.
Before Snow could say as much, the door to his bedroom swung open. Shen walked in, appearing cross.
“If you’re done abusing poor Snow, the evening meal has been ready for some time. We’restarving.”
“Eat,” Vor said before wiping his face with one hand. “We’ll be out shortly.”
“It’s discourteous not to wait for a guest to be served first.”
Snow looked over his shoulder at Shen, his cheeks warming. Shen’s gaze drifted from Snow’s eyes, down to where Vor’s cock was planted deep, and back up. Shen smiled, his eyes glittering with hunger.
Shock filled Snow. Not only because Shen looked but at the excitement filling him at being seen full of Vor’s cock. His own flagging cock rushed to hardness again.
Shen whispered something in a language Snow wasn’t familiar with, but from the tone, he sensed what might’ve been alluded to.
“Please eat, if you’re hungry,” Snow said, struggling to hold Shen’s avid gaze. “I’m as much at fault for delaying your meal as Vor is. Perhaps more so. Don’t hold it on my account.”
Shen didn’t respond. He only continued to peruse Snow’s naked form, his fists tightening at his sides. Snow should’ve covered himself, but he didn’t. He arched his back a bit more and turned so Shen could see his swollen pecs and tight, rosy nipples.
“Delightful,” Shen murmured before forcing himself through a narrow gap in the door, as if he wanted no one else to witness what he’d just seen.
Quiet filled the bedroom for a few seconds.
“You want him,” Vor said baldly, searching Snow’s face as if looking for answers there.
Snow examined Vor’s face in return. There seemed no jealousy in his tone or expression, but then there had beennoemotion in either. “And if I did?”
Vor’s gaze narrowed. “You’remine.”
“I belong to no one,” Snow countered, even though he sensed that was a lie in his heart.
Mine.
“And as you just said, I’m free to live as I wish now.” Snow smiled, squeezing his inner muscles around Vor’s knot and cock. “What if I wish is to knowallof you like this?”
Vor’s nostrils flared. His lips flattened into a firm, hard line. Snow expected a denial but was surprised when it never came.
“Luckily for you, I believe I might enjoy seeing you well-used and full of another’s cock.”
Snow inhaled a deep breath, shocked by the admission. “You’d share me with your friends?”
“Friends?”Vor scoffed. “Forced housemates. Not all are my friends.” Vor trailed his thumb over Snow’s bottom lip, watching his digit travel before looking up. He captured Snow’s attention with his piercing gaze. “One rule. I amalwaysnear to ensure your safety. You’ll fuck no other without me in the room.”
Snow eyed Vor and decided that was fair enough. More than one lover? That was even more tantalizing. He smiled up at Vor.“Agreed.”Snow considered Vor a moment. “And if I have rules of my own?”
Vor grinned. “Name them.”
“I only share my body when I choose and with whom.”
“Of course,” Vor said. “That was assumed.”
Snow heart swelled at that response. “And I sleep in your bed each night, no matter who I fucked. As mates do.”
Vor’s smile wavered. “That implies you’ll remain here past one night.”
