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Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : A.C. Ellas

ISBN :978-1-77111-979-5

Page :159

Word Count :32723

Publication Date :2014-06-23

Series : The Dark Servant#23

Heat Level :

Available Formats : Enslaved (pdf) , Enslaved (prc) , Enslaved (epub) , Enslaved (mobi)

Category : Erotica , Mainstream Fiction , Fantasy , LGBTQIA+

  • Product Code: 978-1-77111-979-5

The difference between a slave and a servant is perception.

Captain Jisten has won his battle and High Priest S’Rak is now legally his. His intention is to keep S’Rak a slave in name only. But it’s really easy to forget that it’s all a sham when S’Rak is so very sexy and scantily clad. Jisten treads a narrow path between Koilathan law and divine law, with disaster to either side should he falter. Will the captain persevere or will he fall prey to the temptation of Rak’s sweet seduction and his own dominant desires?

Warning: There are brief, non-graphic m/f scenes in this book.

As they walked, Jisten kept glancing down at Rak. The tented projection in the brief tunic drew his gaze and made him hornier and hornier. Rak was incredibly sexy and Jisten was just starting to come to terms with the legal changes in their relationship. He’d always been dominant in the privacy of their bed. Now, he had to be publically dominant, too.

He reached down and fumbled briefly with the hem of Rak’s tunic until he got past the fabric and had Rak’s cock in hand. He tugged on it playfully, causing Rak to miss a step in surprise. Jisten stopped because he didn’t want to hurt Rak, but that caused Rak to stop also.

The Loftoni made a soft, pleased sound and turned toward him, his legs spreading in invitation. Rak brought his arms up, crossing his wrists behind his neck, which had the effect of opening his body, making his torso more accessible to Jisten’s touch.

Jisten tweaked Rak’s nipple rings through the thin fabric while stroking Rak’s manhood. He released Rak’s pole and reached further back, grasping the butter-soft scrotum. “You’re so blasted sexy. All I want to do right now is take you home and screw you senseless.”

“Master, I would be greatly pleased if you were to do that,” Rak replied. “I ache with the desire to be filled by you.”

Jisten tried to release Rak, but the Loftoni shoved his erection into Jisten’s hand and curled his own hands around Jisten’s to hold him in place.

“Lead me like this. Let everybody see that you are my master.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You will not. I trust you.”

“If you’re sure…” Jisten trailed off. He turned to cover his confusion, but he didn’t let go. Rak was keeping up with ease, and Rak’s meat felt good in his hand. He tried to clamp down on his reaction, but he knew he had an erection. He just hoped that it wasn’t obvious. The few servants they passed looked at him with something akin to awe—probably at his boldness.

Each time another person came into view, Rak would drag his steps just a little until there was a definite, visible pull on his cock and say, “Please use me, master, please let me serve your pleasure.”

Knowing that Rak was trying to prove to the servants that he was really Rak’s master, Jisten would growl, “Silence, slave. I’ll use you when I see fit.”

By the time they reached the palace door across from the barracks, Jisten was really enjoying himself. It was a fun game, and Rak’s gasps whenever he gave an extra tug or squeeze brought a smile to his lips. But through one of the windows, Jisten could see Pikara waiting at the barracks door alongside the guard who had that duty. He let go immediately, and when Rak looked up at him in inquiry, he said, “Pikara.”

Rak nodded. “You are right, she would not understand.” He stroked himself thoughtfully. “Do you want me to keep this?”

“If you can make it vanish at will, please do. Pikara doesn’t need any more reasons to hate me.” Jisten found, though, that he didn’t actually want Rak’s erection to go away. Especially not if Rak would stroke himself some more. It was a beautiful sight, almost as good as having Rak’s warm shaft in his hand.

Rak must have sensed his feelings through the bond, for he paused. “What is it, master? Please, tell me.”

“Nothing, S’Rak,” Jisten lied then ducked his head. “It’s just that you looked so beautiful when you touched yourself I didn’t want you to stop. But I’d rather get you home so I can make love to you, so please, let it go down.”

By the time Jisten opened the door and stepped out into the sunlight flooding the guard courtyard, Rak didn’t have a trace of an erection remaining. Jisten wished he could say the same.

Pikara’s eyes fixed on Jisten as he approached then slid down to his crotch. She smirked and glanced at Rak. “If there was a God of sex, you’d qualify, Thez. Look what you’ve done to your poor Captain Handsome.

Jisten could feel the heat of his flush. He saw the look in Rak’s eye and tried to hustle the smaller man in past her before he could respond.

Just for you, Pika,” Rak replied over his shoulder, “I will do my best to be extra loud. I would not want you to think that my captain was not doing a good job, after all.


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