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“You call me that, but I am no lord.”
“I have nothing else to call you. Would you prefer, ‘my god’ or ‘my Spidae’?”
His mouth flattens, his expression going vague as he considers this. “But I am one of three. I am not ‘your’ god or ‘your Spidae’ as this implies you only serve me.”
“Perhaps we’ll come up with something better after a time,” I say brightly. “Unless you’ll allow me to be so bold as to call you by your given name?”
“Given…name?”
Oh dear. Is this another “mortal” construct? “Yes. Like you call me Yulenna? That is my name.”
“I have called you nothing yet.”
I cringe inwardly. “Forgive me for misspeaking. I did not realize—”
“You are afraid of me.” He tilts his head again and that frown grows broader. “Afraid of displeasing me. Have I been so monstrous to you, then?”
Panicked, I try to think of what he would want to hear. “You are a god,” I manage. “My only job here is to please you. When I’ve said something wrong—”
“I did not say it displeased me. Just that I have not called you anything yet.” His brows furrow. “Are mortals all this sensitive?”
I force myself to take a calm, controlled breath. “I’m just anxious, my lord…Fate.” I add the title after I realize what I’ve done. “I truly do wish to please you.”
“Because I could wipe you from existence as easily as waving a hand?”
I go utterly still, hardly daring to breathe. A cold sweat breaks out on my skin.
“I would not,” he says in a low voice. “It serves me no purpose to acquire an Anchor and then simply destroy her.”
I sink to my knees, wondering if it’s too early to fellate him into liking me. Most men are more amenable after their cock has been thoroughly sucked. Getting eye-level with his belt should help indicate that I’m willing. “I want to please you. Just tell me what to do to make you happy, my lord Fate.”
He frowns at me. “I don’t like you shivering with fear.”
“I shall try to be braver,” I say eagerly.
“I would like for you to be yourself, I should think. I do not know how mortals act and I wish to observe you for a time.” He continues to frown down at me. “Why are you on the floor?”
“I…wondered if I might suck your cock.” I give him my brightest smile.
The Spidae blinks. “Why?”
Why? He honestly doesn’t know why? Or is he toying with me? He’s Fate, all-knowing and all-seeing. Surely he knows what sexual pleasure is. “Because it feels good?”
“Ah.”
“Do you wish me to pleasure you?”
He thinks for a moment. “I will consider it. Are you not hungry?”
“My needs are nothing compared to yours,” I tell him brightly. “I can eat later.”
The look he gives me is downright withering, and I suspect he doesn’t grasp my eagerness to please him. Either that, or it makes him suspicious. I’m just so anxious that I can’t help myself. It’s the former slave in me that’s desperate to conform to a new master’s wishes.
So I bite my lip and try again. “Iamhungry.”
He nods slowly, and I get the impression that my honesty pleased him more than my sniveling. “Then you must eat. And you must tell us when you have needs to be met. We have no such needs, and thus we will not realize when you need something from us. It will be up to you to speak when you are suffering. Do you understand?”
Chastised, I bow my head in acknowledgement. “I do. Thank you, my lord Fate.”
