Fountain of Beauty

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  “Do that from your desk,” Levidon said, pointing. Aaron once again sidestepped his way past the big Guard Lord and sat, but as soon as he had, Levidon pulled out zip ties and tied Aaron’s left hand to the chair.

  “What’s this for?”

  “It’s to give me freedom to feed My Prince without having to worry about you ditching us.”

  Aaron gaped before he glanced at Daniel. He couldn’t do more than shrug.

  “Do you have any lube?” Levidon asked Aaron.

  “You’re gonna fuck on my bed?”

  “You won’t be using it again.”

  “Fine! Bedside table, behind all the car magazines.” Aaron slumped back in his chair and threw his arms over his chest, remembering too late that he couldn’t cross his arms since one was tied to a chair. He grumbled something intelligible and turned to use his right hand to find paper and a pencil.

  In the meantime, Levidon had procured the lube and shrugged out of half his clothes. Daniel remembered that beautiful ass he’d ogled when having to dose Marcadon for the first time. Unfortunately, it didn’t look like the Guard Lord had any intentions of turning around and letting Daniel play with it. He’d lubed up his fingers before Daniel was even halfway out his pants.

  “Feeding mainly on two lovers, I can’t imagine you ever having been fed fast and without intimacy,” Levidon said and shoved a finger up Daniel’s ass. “I’ve even heard you’re very attentive when empowering your people.” Levidon added a second. “I’m sorry I can’t give you any of that now.”

  Daniel didn’t get much more prep than that, and he gasped as Levidon entered him.

  “Please don’t fuck me as hard as you do Marca.”

  “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

  Levidon set a steady rhythm and was a skillful fucker that immediately sent Daniel’s body spiraling, but it was all sex and no kissing or anything. Daniel tried to feel the energy of Levidon’s pleasure, but it didn’t travel the way Daniel wanted it to. He wanted to feed him more.

  “Are you feeding? Do you need a dose?”

  Daniel nodded because the reason Daniel wasn’t feeding on the higher energy was because the fuck was too measured for the Lord’s taste if he was to feed well, and Daniel needed him very well fed. The dose warmed his ass, and Daniel decided to release one, too, grinning when Levidon gasped in surprise, and his eyes bulged in his head. “Now fuck me!” Daniel said, getting Levidon’s eye contact.

  Levidon panted, sped up, and oh fuck things got good. Daniel pushed back on the headboard to meet the powerful thrusts, and his pleasure climbed steeply while energy pooled and intensified up his spine. Any second now, it would travel south, and the intensity would tip Daniel over into a massive orgasm.

  Levidon almost lost his rhythm for a second, then he thrust into Daniel hard three times and went rigid, a strangled scream escaping him. When the orgasm claimed him, everything that had pooled at his spine rushed to his ass, and Daniel convulsed in a powerful orgasm.

  Levidon held himself up on shaky arms while Daniel came to, still with the cock buried in his ass. “Oh, wow, My Prince,” Levidon gasped.

  Daniel couldn’t help the smile. He loved causing that reaction. Levidon dislodged himself and slipped lower to lick up Daniel’s cum while Daniel tried to catch his breath.

  Sense of time and the alarm clock’s red digits told him that it was the best five-minute fuck he’d had in a long time. He usually didn’t have quick fucks like that. He loved taking his time and coming multiple times. Levidon had definitely just taught him the practical kind of feeding, and Daniel found that he didn’t mind. Other than empowering his people, Levidon was the first outside his love triangle he’d fed from. It stood out because it was feeding and nothing else. There wasn’t the intimacy Elakdon also insisted upon having with his people.

  Daniel got up and pulled his pants back on while Levidon ripped Aaron’s zip tie.

  Levidon fell back to sit on the bed and glanced at Daniel. “Now I get Marcadon’s obsession with you. Holy fuck!”

  “Good feeding?”

  Levidon smirked, nodding. His phone vibrated, and he pulled it out, looking at the display. “Caledon and Marcadon ducked a group of soldiers at our rendezvous point. They’re now heading back to The Great House of Dahlidin. The old one, just so you know which one I was referring to.”

  “Are we going there, too?”

  “Yes, I need to get you to him as fast as possible. Grand Lord Ildon has sent out one hundred warriors to secure the area and await our return.”

  “And we’ll be leaving in an hour.”

  “No, now, we have no reason to wait since they were made.” Levidon got up and looked at Aaron. “Do you have everything?”

  “Yeah, I guess, but I didn’t write the note yet.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because that’s pretty difficult when your dominant hand is tied to a chair, and two guys are fucking loudly in your bed three feet away!”

  “You’re a leftie? Shit.”

  Aaron threw out his arm, and Daniel figured he’d better learn to raise Untouchables because no way was Seldon getting his hands on Aaron to train the way he had Daniel.

  “Let’s get past this,” Daniel said, stepping closer. “Write the letter and explain to her that you’ve been given a job but that you had to leave immediately. You’ll call her later. You then leave your phone here and only bring the sim card.”

  “What, why?”

  “GPS. I can’t have her tracking us to where we’re going. You’ll get a new phone soon so you can call her.”

  “Any ideas for a job?”

  “Yes, you’re going to work with Heimli. Get moving.”

  “Okay.” Aaron took a seat, picked up the pen, and wrote the note. And he really was a leftie. Daniel hadn’t remembered that. “Does this even sound right?” Aaron sat back, staring at the half-finished letter. Daniel snatched it even though Aaron grabbed for it. “Never mind, I’ll just rewrite it.”

  “Don’t have time,” Levidon said, sounding like he was losing his patience.

  Daniel skimmed the letter, and Aaron was about as bad at writing as Daniel was. Or had been. It was like he had five thoughts and just put them down onto paper without contemplating whether or not they fit together into a coherent flow. Caledon had taught Daniel that after his first essay.

  “It’s fine, Aaron, you’ll call her soon, remember?”

  “Yeah…” Aaron looked around his room, nodding. Then he laughed humorously. “Can’t believe I’m running off with an Incubus Prince!”

  Daniel chuckled, thinking he understood his friend, but he was thoroughly grateful for Seldon having found him. And now his thoughts were back with Seldon.

  “Let’s go.”

  On their way through the living room, Aaron snatched a photo of him, his mom, and his dad, apparently from a happier time when they were all still together. Daniel hoped Aaron’s future with him and his people would be a happier time still.

  Chapter Twenty

  S low pleasure mingled with a stinging sensation all over when Seldon came too again. He felt Elakdon slowly sliding in and out of him, and a cold, wet cloth on his forehead.

  “You okay?” Elakdon asked.

  “Better,” Seldon managed, knowing it was far from over.

  Geodin still sat next to him, and she was the one holding the cloth. The vomit was gone, too.

  “Okay. Next dose.”

  “No, wait—” Too late. Warmth of a regular dosing took over before it reached more poison, and Seldon writhed and screamed as it was working out of his system.

  Geodin still held his hand, squeezing it hard to ground him as his body quaked. As the pain ripped through him, images of Daniel, Caledon, and Marcadon flashed in his mind, and he felt sick at not having thought about whether they’d been caught as well.

  The pain finally won out and got all of his attention. In his current state, he was useless to anyone, anyway. Even to Elakdon who dosed him time and time aga
in, yet he couldn’t feed from Seldon in his current state. Seldon couldn’t even feed from the doses. He couldn’t get hard before the poison was out of his system, and the short, albeit growing, pauses in the pain where he could feel pleasure weren’t enough.

  Seldon fought the pain as best he could. It was like the poison had formed and spread from his spine and retreated the same way. His lower arms and legs still hurt, and the route of the poison felt like when his back was still open from the whipping, but also filled with salt.

  “Yeah, slowing down now,” Elakdon whispered, and soon after, Seldon felt pleasure spread at the King’s slow pumps. He relaxed and enjoyed the touches and the appreciative grunts in his ear. But then a new wave of poison made its way to his spine, and his back cramped again. He tightened all his muscles, and Elakdon sounded almost pained at having his dick caught in Seldon as his ass clamped down on the King’s cock.

  Slowly, the pain subsided, and Elakdon began a leisurely pace again. Pleasure spread again, and Seldon finally felt his dick stir against the mattress.

  “One more,” Elakdon whispered, and warmth spread before Seldon had time to protest. Lust clouded his mind, but only for a few seconds. Then the dose spread enough to attack the poison, and Seldon screamed and writhed again. But it eased quicker now, and within the following ten minutes, even his fingers and toes stopped feeling like they were full of pins.

  “Oh, yeah, now for pleasure,” Elakdon whispered and sped up a bit. Then he slipped out and grabbed his balls, his face scrunching up in pain. “Fuck! Haven’t emptied a gland like that in years.” The King groaned from pain before he laughed. “Don’t worry. I have two others that are full.”

  Without showing the same care as earlier, Elakdon grabbed Seldon’s legs and flipped him over. Clumsily, Seldon rolled over against the bars, but managed to settle on his back and spread his legs. Elakdon entered Seldon again before he dove in for a hungry kiss. Seldon felt attractive and lusted for, and it ignited his hunger. He thrust to get friction to his dick caught between their bodies while Elakdon’s tongue swirled against his own. Elakdon released an oral dose, and Seldon swallowed greedily, loving the flavor of the King.

  Finally, the lust took full hold, and all the pain he’d been in was forgotten. Elakdon pulled back to look at him, and the molten golden color and lustful expression ramped up Seldon’s need for release.

  “Harder, fuck, oh God, more!”

  Elakdon complied, moaning and whispering incitements as he sped up and thrust harder. Seldon was in heaven. His body was hungry and eager to be filled by the lust Elakdon felt for him as he took and gave pleasure.

  The first orgasm rolled over Seldon, and it had barely ebbed away before the next built on the last wave. Watching the ecstasy on the King’s face kept it building, and Seldon locked his arms and legs around the beautiful man to pull him in closer.

  “More, please, oh God!” Seldon quaked from need and pulled at the body, soothing his ache. He focused solely on the cock hitting all the right spots at a pace so measured that the next orgasm didn’t just build to the height of the previous orgasm—it surpassed it. And as Seldon reached the next climax, the roar escaping Elakdon as he reached his, tipped Seldon over into a massive orgasm that left him dizzy, sweaty, and twitching from the intensity.

  “Oh, yeah!” Elakdon grunted and leaned his forehead against Seldon’s. His arms shook as he held himself up. “Oh, that was exquisite.”

  Seldon smiled, his brain still trying to find its bearings as his body leveled out.

  Elakdon climbed down and licked up the two copious amounts of semen splattered all over Seldon’s chest. “Oh, that tastes good. That’s delicious. That’s pure pleasure right there,” Elakdon mumbled in between licks.

  Seldon smiled, pleased with himself that he could be the cause that made a King utter such satisfaction. A warm tongue licked up his spent cock, making him jump. He looked down, watching Elakdon draw a flat tongue from root to tip. What surprised Seldon the most was that his cock filled immediately.

  “Yeah, you need more.” Elakdon sounded very self-assured and eager to give whatever he thought Seldon still needed. And Seldon was hungry. He’d happily forgotten the recuperation after the last time he’d been raped because it had been several hundred years since he’d experienced pain and hunger like that. Maybe it was his body trying to fill up?

  “Yes,” Seldon said. “I’m still hungry.”

  Elakdon popped up with a boyish eagerness on his handsome face. “Good! Take your pleasure from me however you’d like. I love that.” His eyes darkened, and Seldon felt his body react to the lust he felt Elakdon had for him. “Tell me. Tell me what you want.” Elakdon lowered his head and sucked up the side of Seldon’s dick, making him gasp and thrust against the heat. “Take what you want.”

  Seldon grabbed the base of his cock in one hand and cradled the back of the King’s head in the other. He then steered his dick into the King’s mouth and pushed his head down until he had sheathed himself fully.

  They both groaned, and the vibrations from Elakdon’s throat made Seldon jerk and thrust into the warmth again. Lust and pleasure emanated from the King, and pleasure traveled Seldon’s spine. That was the end of conscious thought because Seldon’s mission in life reduced to shoving his cock down the King’s throat, and man that King could deep throat a cock. Grabbing Elakdon’s head, Seldon steered him to take his cock deep. Grunts and moans escaped whenever Elakdon’s throat was free to utter sounds, and pleasure spread in Seldon rapidly.

  A mouth that masterful was…a first. There was no denying it. No one sucked a cock like Nol-Elakdon, and Seldon felt like a red-eye as he barely made it five minutes after two powerful orgasms before he shot his load down the King’s throat.

  Once again, Seldon was left a quaking mess on the plastic covered mattress now sleek with sweat. With energy traveling his spine. That registered as he got his heavy breathing under control. “I thought that was to feed you.”

  “No,” Elakdon said, drawing out the o. He climbed up with a pretty self-satisfied smile on his face. “I’m a Royal. I can feed on any level, and any level can feed on me. Why do you think I can keep a hard cock twenty-four seven, three-sixty-five? I can fuck all day and all night.”

  Daniel could feed on Seldon and Caledon even before his eyes changed, Seldon remembered.

  “Can Dan—”

  Elakdon covered Seldon’s mouth and leaned in to whisper, “The walls have ears.”

  The gravity of their situation finally made it through the foggy aftermath.

  “What happened at the hotel?”

  “Well, Geodin remained conscious.” Elakdon looked at her.

  “There’s only us four here.”

  Seldon managed to lift his head, but his muscles felt stiffer. He finally saw Roardon perched on the edge of another bunk. They were in a cell on their own while Seldon and Elakdon were in one. Each cell had two bunks and a stainless toilet tower with a sink in it, too. Like the ones he’d seen in prison movies.

  “How long have we been here?” Seldon asked, giving up trying to sit up.

  “We got here yesterday, that’s all I know.” Geodin pointed to a frosted window, and it looked like the sun was setting or rising.

  Seldon hoped it was night because that meant the tiredness he felt was from a normal rhythm and not the aftermath of being raped and falling ill. A yawn forced its way through, and Seldon covered his mouth, his eyes watering.

  “Sleep, Seldon. Relax.” Elakdon stroked Seldon’s arm, and he was, truth be told, too tired to even think. The pain had tapped him, and he wanted to get it all at a distance. Daniel, Marcadon, and Caledon hadn’t been caught. At least that gave him the peace of mind necessary to sleep.

  Angry voices awoke Seldon, and he fell off the narrow mattress and onto the floor, pain shooting through his sore muscles. Elakdon and Roardon were shouting, and Geodin screamed. Seldon fought his way up to see the humans separating Roardon and Geodin, apparently intending on
taking Geodin with them. Oh shit, a beautiful woman in the hands of human men? The Cubi women always had trouble in the human world.

  “Leave her alone, take me instead, take me!” Elakdon insisted.

  “We have a volunteer. A hero,” the man, who had raped Seldon, said with some satisfaction in his voice. Elakdon stalked to the cell door, and Seldon wanted to protect him.

  “No, Ela, no, you can’t,” Seldon said once he learned that his body was in no state to take anyone on, and he remembered the pet name Geodin used around the King to not draw the human’s attention onto his real worth to the Cubi people.

  “I can and I will,” Elakdon said.

  “No, don’t, please, just…help me afterward,” Geodin said.

  “No,” Elakdon said, waiting.

  The humans shoved Geodin inside, and Seldon wondered why she and Roardon didn’t fight harder. As the humans passed by the latticed wall of their cell, Seldon saw why. Cattle prods. They’d been electrocuted first, and that prevented Cubi muscles from working optimally on equal terms as in a human body.

  They pointed weapons on Elakdon while the soldier beckoned Elakdon closer. Willingly, the King stepped close enough for the cattle prod to reach him through the door, and the snap of electricity caused the King to fall over with a pained scream.

  Seldon tried to crawl that way, but his muscles wouldn’t cooperate. Plus, the King had stated he wanted to, so Seldon didn’t really have a right to intervene. He should be there for Geodin instead, so he turned to scramble across the floor to the lattice wall separating their cells. How was he going to help counter raped energy in a King if he couldn’t even get himself up onto the mattress? And who was going to feed Seldon? He was starving already.

  The cell door opened and the soldiers fished the groggy King out and hauled him away. Seldon made it to the wall and reached for Geodin. She came to him quickly and took his hand.

  “Why would he do that?” Geodin asked.

  Roardon lowered himself to sit behind her, holding her. “Because you’re his niece,” he whispered.