Page 18 of Fey Dominion

Mabon’s brows scrunch in confusion.

“You don’t like your brothers or male friends?”

What the hell? I’m so confused right now. What is he on about? Oh, wait a minute. I get it. Language is tricky. Even with translators. And that’s amongst humans. Mabon is not even from Earth.

“No, I do. I meant I only like girls, as in, I only like to have sex with girls.”

His eyes are wide. He looks bewildered and baffled. Have I not explained myself clearly? He stares at me for a long, long moment.

“Why would you restrict yourself like that?” he says, and he sounds utterly horrified.

Okay. I guess fey are all pansexual or something. He seems truly astonished by the concept of only being attracted to one gender. I’m not sure how this will help the Resistance, but I’ll mentally file it away just in case.

Now I just have to explain human sexuality to a fey prince. Great. Just great.

“It’s not a choice,” I try. “It’s a …thing.”

He gives me a look like I’m being ridiculous.

Suddenly, inspiration strikes. “You know how fey can’t…please themselves?”

Mabon nods suspiciously.

“Well, for humans, some genders just don’t do it for us. Some humans, I mean. Because some humans do like all genders.”

Jesus flipping Christ, I don’t even know what I just said. It sounds like gibberish to my own ears. Poor Mabon hasn’t got a chance in hell in interpreting that.

He stares at me. Then he blinks. Then he throws his head back and laughs. A rich, rippling sound that sets butterflies off in my stomach.

“That’s the silliest thing I’ve ever heard!” he declares brightly.

I glare at him, but I can’t really blame him. I don’t have the evidence to back up what I’m saying. I very clearly enjoyed jerking off in front of him, and then doing him. As for having my face fucked, well, I came all over the place without having my dick touched, so yeah. He has a point.

Add in the fact that right now he is sitting on my achingly hard cock, and he has every right to be laughing at me.

Prickly heat spreads across my face. My cheeks feel like they are on fire. Mabon’s gaze darts to my traitorous cheeks and he flashes me an almost fond smile. Complete with dimples.

“May I taste you?” he asks.

I blink at him.

He sighs. “Can I suck your cock?”

A gurgling, choking sound stutters out of my throat. I should say no. I need to say no. But I can’t say a thing. I think I’m choking on my own tongue. I never thought I’d die like this.

Mabon’s bright eyes sparkle with delight, and he moves and turns, quicker than lightning. Now his unchained cock is right over my face, and I can feel his hot breath on my own cock.

“Hello, Mister Dinky. Are you ready to have a good time?”

A helpless groan escapes me. Nothing about this should be hot, but it is. So very, very hot.

Sensation explodes through me. Synapses fire and new ones are born. My mind is sparking. My body is vibrating. Too much is happening. I can’t untangle it. Can’t process it. All I know is that it feels good. Everything feels good. Very, very good.

Slowly, the world starts to make sense. Mabon’s cock has invaded my mouth and is half way down my throat. And hismouth is enveloping my cock in hot, wet heat. My cock is inside Mabon. He is sucking on it.

I moan around his cock. Oh lord. This is too much. Sensory overload. Too many good things going on all at once.

I’ve never done a sixty-nine before. But I’m fully converted. This is my new religion.