History of Beauty by Meraki P. Lyhne

Author:Meraki P. Lyhne [Lyhne, Meraki P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9788797090466
Publisher: Meraki Books
Published: 2019-06-18T04:00:00+00:00

Elakdon and Madin returned to the Hall now stock full of humans and Cubi, and, by the sound of it, his Hall was being initiated, too.

Father was feeding on a woman from town. She looked like the one who’d blushed at his attention earlier. Windin, Bo, And Randi sat at the hnefatafl game.

Foldon and a few other Younglings stayed by a table in the very back since doses were everywhere, and Elakdon suddenly got the urge to secure his new thrall. He grabbed the first thrall he could find, not recognizing her individually, yet the short hair gave her away. “The new thrall who arrived with the Earl, where is he?”

“I don’t know.”

“Find him. He has dark blond hair and freckles and clear blue eyes. Take him to that table. Now.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“You’re not of this House?”

“No. My master brought me.”

“I’m the King of these lands, and this is my House.”

She gaped.

Elakdon tried for a smile. “Now find him and bring him to me.”

“Yes, King…”

“Elakdon.”

She nodded vigorously and ran off.

“My Prince!” Styrk swept Elakdon off his feet and into his arms, grinning drunkenly. “I have to thank you for losing that bet.”

“I’m sure the color of your eyes will thank me soon.”

“Oh, I think they will. She gives me three at a time. It’s maddening.” He looked appalled by the very thought and let Elakdon’s long legs slip from his grasp, yet he kept Elakdon clutched close.

“Another matter is that I can’t wait for that week to be over.”

“Oh?” Styrk looked positively surprised.

“I want to hump you again,” Elakdon said, feeling hunger shimmer across his skin. “Soon.”

Styrk smiled, then ran his hands down his beard to make sure it was presentable. He was adorable when tipsy. Elakdon couldn’t resist. He kissed him deeply, and Styrk held on, spilling something down Elakdon’s back as he pulled him close.

Finally, Elakdon pulled back. “I will go sit with my mom and dad.”

“You do that. Unless you want me to come.”

Elakdon laughed. “Come sit with us, my friend.”

“You look too sober to enjoy your own party. Here. Oh, wait, it’s…ruined.” Styrk looked into his empty horn, and Elakdon figured he could guess what had been poured down the back of his shirt a moment earlier. “I’ll find you in a moment!” Styrk staggered off, waving his horn and shouting for a thrall to fill it up.

Elakdon shook his head at his friend, then turned to join his mom and dad. They’d been joined by Nil-Savadin and Nol-Plydon, Dendon, and a…Guard Lady? Was that where he’d seen her before? There were only three spots left, yet Elakdon wanted to be surrounded by family, so he scooted down between his mom and Randi. They both put an arm around him, both sporting rosy cheeks from the mead.

“Did she feed you well?” his mom asked.

“Oh yes, and I learned that I am definitely powerful enough to empower Foldon, so he will not be training tomorrow.” The mere thought made Elakdon’s dick rise again, and he glared at the persistent member.

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