"It's remarkably easy to do, and very entertaining," I said cheerfully, pretending I wasn't struggling to maintain my own composure. The way my body sent a flash of pleasure through me with every shift of Dain's thigh didn't help with that, nor did the fact that my nipples were probably visible even through my bra. Good thing the fae were chill with public sex and flirtation; my friends would have been kicking Dain and I out to go find our own room by now. "Not sure what will break him tonight, but I'm eager to discover it."

"Move your hand further north and find out," Dain muttered.

I turned and stared at him, astonished.

He looked at me sidelong, the tension of desire on his face as he breathed too hard. "It's the garrison," he said in a voice like distant thunder, low and growling. "Different rules of conduct, and different expectations. It's your turn, Leah."

"So it is," I said with a grin, and leaned over to Zhiolas, who settled himself close to me with a wicked smile. I cupped my hand around his ear and asked, "Has Dain ever had sex in public?"

"Only once that I know of, but I bet you could make it twice tonight if you asked," he said, wickedness in his lavender eyes.

"Oh, I want to know," Alluin said, downing the rest of his first glass of wine and pouring a second. "Pay up, your highness."

"Call me Leah." I cast a sidelong look at Dain, who raised an eyebrow in return. "Just trying to find out whether Dain takes advantage of the lack of sex taboos. The question was how often he's had public sex."

Dain froze again, before a tiny shiver ran down his body and he relaxed by what looked like a great force of will. "And why," he asked in a strained voice, "does that interest you?"

"Not your turn, your highness," I said cheerfully. "Zhiolas?"

The white-haired fae turned and whispered something into Alluin's ear.

Alluin belled out a laugh, throwing his head back. "Is this payback? On my knees, of course. He's a prince, after all."

"Oh, I have got to know what that's the answer to," I said, taking a heavy swig of my beer.

"I'd rather not," Dain said drily.

"Too late, your highness," Alluin said, as if he was heartbroken about it. "Leah's already paid. Zhiolas asked how I'd choose to make you orgasm, if you had an interest in it."

My eyebrows shot up and I gave Alluin an astonished look.

He smiled at me, broad and easy. "Dain enjoys women, I enjoy men, and Zhiolas enjoys everyone," Alluin explained. "I'm plenty fond of our prince, but he has no interest in the fascinating things I can do with my tongue and throat."