While High Priest S'Rak struggles to escape the control of his past, Captain Jisten wrestles with his inner fear of becoming a monster.
The Zothians have the upper hand over S'Rak. Their magic is strong and unbreakable, or is it? When Hasaviz violates his sworn word, S'Rak sees a glimmer of hope that he might win freedom from his desperate situation. Jisten grows in his role as Rak's partner, until a disastrous encounter causes him to question everything he's doing. His deepest fear has always been that he's no different than the men abusing S'Rak, and now that fear is coming to fruition.
Will S'Rak and Jisten's relationship survive the forces that seemed destined to tear them apart?
At the palace, Rak did wake up and walk, sleepily, to his suite. Exhaustion weighed him down, trying to pull him back into the oblivion of sleep. He felt drained, the aftereffect of such a massive healing, and the large meal had only restored a fraction of his energy. Night or no, he needed rest. Reaching the bedroom, he pushed Jisten down onto the soft bed and proceeded to snuggle with him.
Jisten stroked Rak's wing with one hand. "S'Rak," he murmured. "You started something in the salle, do you recall?"
"Ai," said Rak, raising his head to look at Jisten's face.
"Finish what you started. Suck me."
Rak smothered his surprise at the request. Jisten had to know how tired he was. Why is he doing this? What got into my Valer? He studied Jisten's face, reading the desire there and noting the spark of dominance. Rak surmised that Jisten was growing more confident, something long past due, and his natural dominant tendencies were coming to the fore. Rak smiled at him. How can I refuse?
He nuzzled Jisten's crotch through the pants, then using his teeth and lips, Rak undid the fastenings of Jisten's pants, pulling them open to expose the shorts beneath. Jisten's bulge was already straining at the thin cotton fabric, and Rak quickly pulled the flap aside, bringing Jisten's hardening cock and large, delectable balls through it. Rak kissed both balls then the base and head of the cock. He slid off the bed then flashed Jisten a teasing smile. He disrobed in a most delightful manner, stripping off one article of clothing then pausing to kiss and lick Jisten's cock before removing the next item and repeating. It took Rak a while to undress, but he did eventually accomplish it, then he crawled onto the bed between Jisten's legs.
Kneeling on the bed before Jisten, Rak spread his wings and danced in place, an erotic bedroom piece designed to show both love and submission.
Jisten groaned in desire, pumping the air in Rak's direction but restraining himself, until finally, Jisten grabbed Rak's head and pulled him down to his crotch. Then, he let go.