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“Strip,” he demanded, and I gaped. This had not been what I had been expecting when I had come to his room.
“Amon…”
“I told you to address me as Prince Amon, Raven, do not make me tell you again.” His face was a cold mask. There was no room for argument. “Do you think Ash Nevra’s slaves get a say in what they wear to Court? Strip. Now. To your underthings.”
He was trying to scare me. It wasn’t going to work. If he wanted to play this game then I would play. I would play and I would win. I would show him I had what it took to pull this off.
I hooked a thumb under the spaghetti strap of my slip, and let it slide off my shoulders. It pooled on the ground around me in a liquid puddle. I stepped out of it, and glared at him defiantly.
He took a sip from his drink and let his eyes roam.
“Good. Now, get on your knees,” he ordered. My heart was slamming against my chest. I would not cave. I did what he said, albeit slowly. I waited for him to give me a playful smirk, or any indication that the male I had come to know was still in there.
He gave me nothing.
“Crawl over here,” he pointed to the space on the ground between his legs. The command cracked through the air like a whip.
My blood felt like ice in my veins. I did as I was told and crawled until I was kneeling before him. I knew what he was doing. If I couldn’t do this here, in front of him, how could I hope to pretend in front of Ash Nevra? Once I was nestled between his thighs, I looked up and waited, unsure of what he would do next. He reached forward and ran his thumb over my lips, watching the play of his own fingers as he did so.
“Open,” he ordered. I parted my mouth for him, but it wasn’t enough. “Wider,” he growled.
I opened my mouth all the way, and he slid his index finger in, to the back of my throat. My eyes widened and he purred.
“Good. Now suck.” Closing my lips around his finger I sucked gently. I made eye contact with him while I did it, to let him see that I was not afraid of him.
“Your eyes betray you,” he said, and I paused my work on his finger. He growled again. “I did not say to stop.”
My body was so cold it burned. I resumed.
“I can see the challenge in your eyes when you look at me. Someone who is broken, would not look at their master in such a way. Do not think Ash Nevra will miss that.” He said, as I continued to gently suck on him.
“Have you found this to be easy, Raven?” He pulled his finger out of my mouth. I held my breath, unable to speak. He wrapped his hand around my chin again, forcing me to look up at him again.
“You will answer me when I ask you a question. Have you found this to be easy?” Angry now, and wanting to spite him, I nodded. A smile curved across his mouth, but there was no joy in it.
“What if I asked you to do these things publicly, in a room full of daemons? Would that be easy, too?”
My heart stopped. He continued, his voice quieter now.
“What if I asked you to service me, in that same room? Would that be easy?” He had been right. I had been treating it like a game. My throat suddenly felt tight. He leaned forward, putting his lips to my ear.
“What if Ash Nevra ordered you to service someone else, in front of me, while I was forced to watch?”
I pulled back, looking at him. There was no challenge in my eyes now, only tears. His cold mask was gone, and he looked at me the way I had come to expect from him. There was a soft tenderness in his eyes, and he cupped the side of my face.
His voice broke. “That would not be easy, for either of us.” He said, and a tear slid down my cheek. He brushed it away with his thumb, before pulling me up into his lap. He curled me into him and buried his face in my neck. I felt him shake slightly, and I wondered if he was holding back tears, as well.
“It is not because I do not think you are strong enough to do this, Raven. It is because I am not strong enough. I cannot watch someone I care about suffer at her hands again, especially you.” His voice was rough. “I do not have Bond-Breaker. She could enslave you while we are there and I would not be able to undo it. No one wants to wake The Origin more than I do, but I will not risk your safety and freedom to do so.”
I understood, now. I pulled back and held his face in my hands, the way he always did for me, when he wanted me to really hear what he was saying.
“Ok, Amon. We won’t go. We will find another way,” I said. He gave me a sad smile, and pulled me forward, kissing me softly on each tear stained cheek.
“My brave, brave Raven,” he whispered.
We sat there together, holding each other, for a very long time.
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