Page 52 of Kneel Before Me

Caspen bristled. She was baiting him, and they both knew it. “He is my king as well as yours.”

Adelaide shrugged. “Is he your master as well?”

“I have no master.”

“It does not look that way to me.”

“My father does not control my actions.”

“I was not referring to your father.”

Caspen gritted his teeth. If he had to hear about Harmony one more time tonight he was going to commit murder. “I do not take criticism from Senecas,” he spat.

“And yet there is so much to criticize.”

“Watch your tongue.”

“Watch it for me.”

Caspen turned to her. “What are you suggesting?”

She raised an elegant shoulder. She smiled. “I am suggesting you think for yourself.”

Caspen stared at her. It was a proposition, and not an altogether unwelcome one. Why should Harmony be the only one who could bed whoever she wanted? Why should she be the only one who determined the course of their future? Let Apollo pine after Harmony tonight. Caspen would seek pleasure elsewhere.

There was no point in going to either of their chambers; no one was here, and Caspen would not care if they were anyway. Instead Caspen drew Adelaide against him, tilted his head, and kissed her. Her lips were soft. He wasted no time finding her tongue and tracing it with his, savoring how she succumbed to him. Caspen laced his fingers in her hair as the kiss deepened. Adelaide was nearly as tall as him; she was a strong, willful woman. It was a pity she was not a Drakon. Her hand wrapped around his cock, pulling it between her legs. Caspen lifted her easily; despite their similar heights, he far outweighed her. Adelaide laughed softly as he positioned her on his hips.

“Who knew,” she said as his cock slid inside her, “that a Drakon brother could think for himself?”

Caspen understood what she meant. He was free when he fucked anyone other than Harmony. Happy, even. It was not about control or his brother or winning. It was simply about pleasure—something other basilisks coveted and Caspen often neglected. Lately his life had been anything but pleasurable. Everything was a battle or an argument. Here, alone with Adelaide, things could be simple for a moment.

His hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he thrust up into her. Adelaide kissed him as he fucked her, threading her hands in his hair and holding his face to hers. Their bodies soon became slick with sweat; Caspen’s fingernails dug into her ass as he held her in place, his thrusts quickening with urgency.

Fuck, Caspenon.

He angled his hips; his cock went so deep he nearly blacked out. Adelaide’s eyes closed. Caspen kept his open, watching her face as she came, seeing the effect of every inch of his cock as it slammed in and out of her. Caspen finished a moment later, feeling both of their cum running down his thighs. Instead of pulling her off his cock, he lingered for a moment, holding Adelaide against him, both of them breathing hard. She kissed him on the lips as he set her back down on the ground.

Were you picturing Harmony?

No.

It was the truth; Caspen had been in the moment with Adelaide. His answer almost surprised him, and it clearly surprised her.

Good. I am not done with you.

Is that so?

Without a word, Adelaide pulled him toward the fountain. Caspen went willingly, watching the curve of her ass as she leaned forward, filled a goblet with elixir, and turned to him.

“Lie down.”

Caspen did so. Adelaide knelt beside him before pouring the elixir slowly onto his chest. It pooled there before inching down the channel of his abs toward his cock. Adelaide lowered her head, drinking from him slowly. Caspen slipped a hand between her legs so he could finger her while she did it, feeling the way she became wetter the more she drank. He still had not had a drop of elixir tonight. He did not need it. Sex was stimulation enough for Caspen, and he watched as Adelaide followed the stream of elixir down his torso. She straightened once more, taking the goblet and pouring the remaining elixir over his cock. The liquid was warm against his skin. Caspen watched as she wrapped her hand around his shaft and began to pump. He hardened immediately as her wet palm made the same sound a pussy would.

“What is this?”

Caspen looked up to see Harmony standing above them. Adelaide did not rise, and neither did he. They both simply stared at her as she said, “I come back early for you, and this is what I find?”

Caspen could not believe she was here. Apollo had said she was going to him tonight. Perhaps he had only said that to anger Caspen. If so, it had worked.