Oh, no he wasn’t.
“No one owns him.”
That tone said he would kill Taurus if he strayed.
“The point of the matter is he’s my morning meal, and I’m—”
“I couldn’t feed you, my lord.”
Stygian almost told River that he was proud of him. Not only had that been a brave move, but the offer had also been said in the perfect tone that would make Stellar look like a monster if he turned his temper River’s way.
Stellar’s purple gaze landed on River. His expression softened. “It’s okay, River. I’m way too rough for someone as gentle as you are. You’re very kind to offer, though.”
Stygian turned a little desperate. “Why are you dismissing his offer? As much as River puts up with, I imagine he’s much sturdier than he looks. Taurus obviously didn’t turn down any offers this morning. You’re a prince and you’re telling me you can’t control yourself enough to enjoy one sweet ride. In case you didn’t notice, you’re not the only one going hungry this morning. It’s bad enough I never get an actual meal, but now you’ve decided to completely starve me. Are there no laws against that here? Even for a prince, that seems barbaric.”
Stygian didn’t know what he said that hit a nerve, but something did.
Stellar focused on River. “Maybe we can meet in the middle at a lesser act.”
“I’m told I’m very good on my knees.”
Damn. Now Stygian wanted to find out. It was possible he had underestimated River.
Stellar gave River a sharp nod. “Very well. I accept your offer with a grateful heart.”
A wicked-sounding laugh rang through Stygian’s mind. He had the ball rolling now. The only thing left was for Taurus to show up for his shift. Then he would be on his way to freedom, just as he intended.
Anger and jealousy coated Stellar’s every thought. For more years than he could recall, Taurus had been Stellar’s personal guard and the majority provider of his meals. While there had been countless others to serve him since Taurus came into the picture over the centuries, beyond an occasional snack, Taurus had slowly transformed into Stellar’s sole food source for large meals. Taurus had disappeared last night before dinner, and Stellar had chosen to drink from the sacred waters that ran through Faerie to quench his thirst and go without one meal. Now Taurus still hadn’t returned, and Stellar had to oversee court soon. He didn’t have time to eat, and he was hangry.
River was an adorable fairy who worked for the palace. His job had him on the sidelines, waiting to do anything that might make their lives easier. He fulfilled every tiny desire at a moment’s notice. Wine, he was on it. Massage; he had the skills. He was the creature comforts of the household, all while remaining practically invisible and disturbing no one. Stellar didn’t tend to ask for anything. He recognized how much he would hate doing River’s job. Maybe his lack of demands was what kept River in his space so much. Stellar respected that, especially since his fuck-ass job hadn’t destroyed his sweet demeanor. He loathed that River had volunteered to feed him. That hatred had nothing to do with River. River was truly lovely, and the peace Stellar could see anyone choosing for their comfort in life. The issue was Taurus—like always.
Stellar chose a chair rather than the bed. Only Taurus invaded that space. He was rock hard with pure hunger. When River focused on him with bedroom eyes, Stellar’s anger slid into the background of his thoughts. It was more than obvious River took this chore seriously.
River’s palms smoothed up Stellar’s thighs as he moved to kneel between Stellar’s spread knees. His beautiful green gaze flipped upward as he pushed Stellar’s shirt up and kissed his stomach. Stellar’s shirt melted away in a single thought. River placed open-mouth kisses on his midsection as he made his way to the waistband of Stellar’s leather pants.
A dark, shadowy figure with no discernible features stood leaning against the magical wall that kept him imprisoned nearby. It didn’t matter that Stygian had no face. Stellar knew he watched. He felt Stygian’s power grow as he stared, tortured by the power crackling in air. Stellar fed from pleasure and Stygian’s torment. The power that bled from the two acts had him sparkling like never before. He hadn’t been fed, but the sexual energy in the room was still enough to light up any common fairy of the vicinity.
River unbuttoned Stellar’s pants and slid his zipper down.
Stellar’s lips parted as the promise of pleasure rose.
“Yeah, you should definitely give me this show.”
As much as Stellar didn’t want to obey, his body didn’t care. The fairy on his knees came from the power of water. They were always the best cocksuckers.
The tip of River’s finger ran the length of Stellar’s erection.
A wicked chuckle rumbled from the black hole that was Stygian. “Good boy.”
Stellar panted in his anticipation. In his mind, he saw the shadow clinging to him, bobbing on Stellar’s dick. It was his imagination, so he felt everything Stygian did. Pre-cum ran down his cock. He loved a fresh fantasy.
Stellar leaned forward and captured River’s mouth, giving River the powers he would have received if he continued. He pulled away, still clinging to River’s face. River looked dazed. “Thank you. I’ve got it from here.” He swiped his lips across River’s mouth once more. “You’ll be greatly rewarded. Please enjoy the rest of the day off.”
River stood and bowed. “It was a pleasure, my lord.”
Stellar dipped his chin, setting the fairy free. He didn’t fix his pants. This show was for Stygian, after all. While Stygian might be a dark fae born from unnatural dark magic, he still fed the same way Stellar did: sexual acts. The potent energy filled their cells with life. Stellar couldn’t let his prisoner starve, but neither could he free him. The dark fae came from acts of evil. He couldn’t be trusted to walk among civilized society.
Stellar couldn’t stop himself from doing his best to vex Stygian.