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Chapter 4

Kiar

I f Sun noticed the way I wobbled, sliding side to side from the alcohol coursing through me, he didn't mention it. Instead, he put his hands on my tail and gave me a weak push.

“You are an insatiable fiend,” he growled. “The lot of you. There are more important things afoot.”

“Then why are you getting hard?” I whispered, flicking my long, thin, forked tongue into his ear.

He shivered, giving one last half-hearted push.

Good , if he kept fighting, I would have gotten mad. I already was because I could smell Hadi on him.

While we had been left behind, he had clearly snuck off with our former king to have a little fun. Pretending to be so serious and heroic, pretending to only tolerate Hadi when he clearly didn't mind his advances...

Then again, our own relationship had started the same way.

Sun gave in to desires of the flesh because he was weak to them. That was who he was. It was something I'd liked about us, about our group as a whole. We were one in many ways, with Sun as the physical anchor that connected us.

I held him against my chest, lips pressing to his cheek, and then gently biting his jaw. I was unsure how to process the overwhelming feelings Sun gave me. On one hand, he felt delicate and soft on the other, he was capable of wiping out nearly all of my kind.

It shouldn’t make me feel as strange as it did. I had killed many humans too, although probably not as frequently. After all, I had been in the palace giving orders more than I had been on the battlefield.

Sun was a warrior and the key to the liberation of the entire kingdom of Naran.

I couldn’t change him, and I couldn't own him, not completely… but perhaps I could share him with the others, even Hadi, if that meant he owned all of me .

“What is wrong with you?” he asked, his voice heavy as he began to give in to my touch.

His hands were suddenly on my cheeks, then in my hair and his lips took mine with some command, demanding my full attention.

“What is running through that head of yours, Kiar?” he asked against my mouth. “You can tell me anything.”

“ You ...” I did not even know what to say. Damn alcohol. There was a reason I didn't drink or partake in parties as much as the other nocs did. I needed to be sharp, and I couldn't be like this.

“I need you,” I managed, and he chuckled darkly, pressing his hips forward, jutting his cock against mine.

“I noticed that part.”

I groaned and wrapped my long tail around him, holding his hips there for me to rut against.

“I'm yours,” I told him on a gasp, and he didn't seem to understand the severity of what I was saying because he only grinned.

“I noticed that part too,” he told me.

I shook my head, sure that he didn't get it, but suddenly, he tangled his hands into my hair and his mouth was on mine again, kissing me, tasting me, biting me.

He moaned, tugging on my bottom lip with his blunt teeth.

“I was trying to be good for once, but it seems I have a taste for needy, desperate, Kiar.”

I groaned, overtaken, my cocks desperate for release, held too tightly in their sheath.

Sun reached down, stroking his cock, still warm and damp from the hot water he had been relaxing in.

It wasn't small for his size, it was good and strong, hard, long and soft to touch. Compared to Bracken and Hadi's manhood, yes, his was tiny, but it was enough to make my mouth water now with the desire to swallow it down whole.

Without warning, I unraveled and dropped, lowering until it was there, right before my eyes, hungry and needy just as mine were.

“Kiar,” Sun whispered as I parted my lips around his length, unhinging my jaw and loosening my throat so that it could slide all the way to the back.

All the air left Sun's lungs, his hands suddenly fisted my hair with the effort to stay standing.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “ Kiar ...”

The sound of my name on his lips like that, like I was something special, incredible, made me moan with delight and the need to give him even more.

I sucked around his length, each swallow making me hungrier and hungrier as he started to fuck my mouth. His cock was unforgiving as he drove into me with abandon, holding my head in place as he took what he needed and what I was so eager to give.

But it wasn't enough. I wanted, no, needed more. I needed him to give me all of him. And he had by now in all ways except one.

The moment the thought struck me, I shoved myself back, releasing him and sending him stumbling back, nearly tripping over my tail before I caught him with it.

His face was flushed, lips parted, his gaze dark with suspicion.

“Why did you stop?” he demanded.

In answer, I laid back and braced on my elbows to look up at him.

“Come here.”

My voice was gruff from the abuse of his cock, the same way it sounded when I'd swallowed a big meal. But from my tone, perhaps he could tell that he would like what was to come.

He came over to me eagerly, getting onto his knees and straddling me, probably ready to take my cocks the way he normally did.

But instead of pulling them from their sheath and sliding them into him, I gripped his hips and led him to the thin slit of the hole that kept my cocks hidden.

Sun's cock dragged along the slit that held their bulging lengths and his eyes widened dramatically as he understood that this time, I wanted him inside me.

Without speaking, he pushed his tip down, sliding it against the long line of my entrance. A shiver passed through my body both from the sensation and the fact that I had never allowed anyone to do this to me before.

“If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you,” I panted.

Sun smirked and pressed into me.

The moment his tip forced me open, we both gasped and stilled.

“I won't fit,” Sun gasped, shaking his head.

He moved as though to pull back, but I didn't let him, instead, using my tail to roll him forward, forcing him in deeper.

Sun's cock drove into me. Too tight, he was right. Yet having him inside me, nestled into my most intimate parts, made me ravenous with want for more.

I cried out, bucking up into him and Sun lost all composure, falling over me, bracing himself on his elbows and moving so sensuously, drilling in and out in an unbearable dance.

I clawed his back, unable to take it, but desperate for it to never end, arching up for more as he took me, owning me completely. Finally.

“Sun,” I hissed.

“Yes,” he moaned, “keep saying my name.”

I did. Following his orders like a good, subservient naga.

From the head advisor in the strongest court in all the land, to Sun's personal slave. With as much dignity as a mothian on the battlefield, I was willingly consumed, crying out Sun's name while I took his cock and begged him for more until we were wet with sweat, and clutching each other desperately.

“Don't stop,” I groaned, clutching his back, pushing up to meet each of his sinewy thrusts, so fluid, like a Naga's. He grunted in response, and started kissing me everywhere his lips would reach.

I was delirious, taking all that he offered, tongue flicking out to lick the sweat from his skin until suddenly, he was clutching me harder, moaning as he buried his face into my neck. His cock spurted into me, flexing in the tight glove of my hole, massaging my cocks as they became slippery wet with his seed.

“Yessss,” I hissed, more snake than man as I lost my senses, quickly following him over the edge as the entire world faded and pure unadulterated pleasure became my entire being.

My cocks spilled, soaking our lengths. Cum splashed from the edges on my hole, dripping over my sleek scales and Sun's muscular thighs.

He let out a low sigh, his body relaxing over me, showing no signs of releasing me.

Instead, after a moment, he held my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes until my heart picked up its pace again, and then kissed me deeply.

“Remind me to get you drunk more often,” he whispered against my mouth.

I snorted and then shook my head, looking up at him.

“I don't think this had much to do with the alcohol,” I admitted.

No, giving myself to Sun in all ways had probably always been inevitable.