Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
The sphere in the front of the mansion had a rounded doorway which Shanna led them to at once. She rapped twice on the convex white surface and Thrax was half surprised when her fist didn’t come away covered in white cream.
The door was opened by a male servant wearing a frilly apron-like outfit and extremely short shorts which showed off long, muscular legs.
“Ah, Queen Shannabatch Keenasdaughter,” he said, nodding respectfully at Shanna. “How nice to see you again.”
“Hello, Yarks,” Shanna said, nodding and smiling at the servant. “How’s the party so far?”
“Quite lively! Queen Pantyitch has promised to tell the story of the time she was threatened by the slurg,” the servant said. “And how she subjugated it to her will with the use of a pain whip.”
“Oh, I love that story!” Shanna exclaimed. “Quick—announce us so we can mingle and I can introduce our new friends.” She nodded at Andi and Thrax.
“Very well. Do they have an invitation?” he asked.
Andi produced the stiff parchment covered in golden script and showed it to him. The servant studied it for a moment and then nodded.
“Yes, everything is in order. Come in and I’ll announce you.”
The four of them entered the ice-cream scoop mansion, which looked even bigger on the inside. The walls were all rounded, Thrax noticed with interest. Everything was all curves and no corners.
The entryway led into an extremely large living area scattered with furniture which seemed to be made for lounging. In fact, he noticed many of the males sitting around with their “Queens” sitting on top of them, almost like they were part of the furniture themselves.
In the center of the room was a kind of small stage—only big enough for two or three people—with three steps leading up to it. The male servant went to stand beside it and Thrax heard Shanna whisper to Andi,
“All right now—just watch how Rux and I do it.”
Then the servant cleared his throat and announced,
“Queen Shannabatch Keenasdaughter and her male-wife, Rux!”
As he spoke, both Shanna and her male climbed onto the stage. As all eyes turned in their direction, Rux knelt before his mate. From his pocket he produced the same kind of jewelry that Kat had given them.
Reaching up, he unbuttoned Shanna’s top and spread it wide, bearing her breasts. Thrax watched with interest—he liked breasts as much as the next male. He expected to see Rux put the tiny golden cuffs with their long, dangling golden threads on his mate’s tight nipples.
And that did seem to be what Rux intended to do. First, however, he leaned forward and captured one of Shanna’s nipples in his mouth. He sucked long and hard while she moaned softly and ran her hands through his thick, curly hair. It wasn’t until he released her tight peak that he put the golden cuff on it.
He repeated the process with the other breast and Thrax felt helpless not to watch. But he couldn’t help also shooting a glance at Andi. What did she think of all this? She’d been fine with him handling her breasts, but what would she think if he had to suck her nipples too?
Just the thought of taking those ripe peaks between his lips made Thrax hard. He’d fantasized such scenarios about his partner before—though he felt guilty doing it. But Andi was just so fucking gorgeous it was hard not to think of her that way sometimes and as long as he kept things professional when they were together, what was the harm?
The harm is you falling for your partner and making a fool of yourself, he told himself harshly. How many times has she said that she’s through with males completely? And who could blame her after the way that asshole of an ex-mate treated her!
His thoughts were drawn back to the present as he realized that Rux had finished putting the second golden cuff on his Queen’s other nipple and now he was buttoning her blouse back up. As the two of them descended the stage, Shanna whispered to Andi,
“See? Nothing to it.”
Thrax realized it was their turn to do the bizarre little ritual and he still didn’t know how his partner felt about it. Ducking his head, he met her eyes and raised his eyebrows.
Andi nodded—a short, sharp jerk of her head. She didn’t look particularly comfortable, but she wasn’t “freaked out” either—as the humans said. Thrax had been working with her long enough to know what the nod meant—“Do what you have to.”
He nodded back and the two of them climbed the platform.
Andi stood in the middle and Thrax dropped to his knees before her. Even with him kneeling, they were still almost eye-to-eye.
His cock felt heavy and hard between his thighs as he unbuttoned her blouse and spread it wide to bare her full, luscious breasts. Her areolas were wide, dark bands and her nipples were already tight—their rosy tips pointing straight at him thanks to the float dots Kat had given her to wear. They looked incredibly sensitive.