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“Hate being the centre of attention and are far too absurdly modest to ever admit your importance,” Ren finished for me, holding out his hand to help me to my feet. His fingers curled through mine and he gave a fond shake of his head. “Blessed help me, Iknow.”
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Chapter Twenty-Six
The following day, while alone in our rooms and waiting for Panarina’s answer, Mathias handed me a roll of parchment filled with his neat, tight lettering.
“What’s this?” I asked, unfolding it with curiosity. “A list of all the things you love about me?”
“Wouldn’t need nearly as much parchment for that,” Mat shot back. “It’s...well...”
“It’s law,” I said in wonder, my fingers tracing the indented paragraphs and the meticulously worded decrees. “A draft law for gender equality.”
He fidgeted awkwardly, playing with his sleeve. “Obviously it would have to be cross-referenced with Quareh’s existing legislation to see what needs to be added, and my translation might need some work, but...”
“I love it,” I said, rising to my feet and kissing him. Dios, he had such a huge heart. Even with everything going on around us he’d found the time to draft this up, to campaign for people suffering hundreds of miles away. And that he’d put this much work into it meant he really did believe I’d find my way back onto the throne.
Mat coloured and shifted his weight between his feet, clearly embarrassed.
“Although I’m a little insulted that this was first on your list,” I told him, tapping the parchment against my thigh, “and not the Statute of Mandatory Desserts to be Served at All Palace Functions, or the Prohibition Against Temarian Royals Wearing Any Clothes in the Presence of their King.”
“Well,” Mathias said, as I drew his shirt over his head in a respectful effort to comply with my own imaginary laws, “to help with financing the legislative changes, I did draft up the rules for a Fund to Which Renato Aratorre Must Donate One Gold Piece Each Time He Says Something Inappropriate.”
I wrinkled my nose and tugged at his trousers. “The treasury would be empty within a week,” I said, and he snorted.
“A week is exceedingly generous.”
“You know what else is generous?” I asked sweetly. “Me taking the time to lay my belt across your ass.”
“Wouldn’t want to disrupt your busy schedule, Your Highness,” he drawled, and I offered him the full force of my sadism-drenched smile.
“It’s really no trouble,” I said, shoving him backwards so he fell onto my bed with his trousers twisted around his shins. He looked up at me from under those long eyelashes of his, and fuck, if anything should be deemed illegal, it was those.
Mat lifted a leg and elegantly extracted himself from the remainder of his clothes. As I’d made the decree, I wasn’t protesting, especially when he then laid back down and very deliberately spread his legs for me.
“I stand corrected,” I said, trying to remember how to breathe. “You’re lots of trouble. Roll over.”
“Make me,” he said. His expression was coy, and the filthy heat in his voice made my cock thicken in my trousers to the point of discomfort. Damn him. All I wanted to do when he was stripped and splayed out like that was sink inside him, and my lover knew it. And if I fucked him instead of spanking or belting him, he won.
He knew that too, which is why he was dragging a hand down his chest, his stomach, stroking his pretty cock and biting his bottom lip, because fuck him, andfuckhim, and I was halfway out of my own clothes with my hands braced on his thighs before I caught myself.
“When did you get so brazen?” I asked between heavy breaths, and Mat just grinned up at me. “What happened to my shy little brat who blushes at the slightest of innuendoes?”
“You were liking it too much. We couldn’t have that.”
I raised an eyebrow, delighted at the challenge he was presenting me.
“I can either warm you up first with my tongue, or bury my fingers in you dry,” I said, watching him squirm shamelessly at my words and loving the hell out of it. “Want to guess which one you’ll get if you continue to mouth off?”
Oh, but to watch his gorgeous face as he struggled to decide which he wanted more. And then defiance flashed in his gaze, and I knew my wildcat needed it rough.
I worked a finger into him and he hissed out a delectable whine when he realised I’d indeed gone in without oil, trying to pull away.
“Uh huh,” I said, my other hand falling to his hip to keep him in place. I knew I should be trying to keep him quiet, but it was hard to give a shit when he was looking at me likethat. “I don’t feel like letting you misbehave today. If I can’t make you feel itacrossyour ass, I’ll make you feel it inside.”
Mathias let out another pained noise as I pushed deeper and encountered resistance, but the way he wrapped his own hand around his cock to give it a swift tug told me everything I needed to know about how good it was making him feel.
“What do you want?” I murmured, continuing to watch his face as he screwed his eyes shut. “Do you want my cock in this hot, tight hole of yours?”
