"Does it trouble you?" he asked, with a measure of concern. "If... if we get our eternity, I think I will eventually be able to give you the sort of sex that matches my carnal reputation, but I may be... easily defeated, shall we say, in the short term."

I reached down and cupped his face in one hand as he looked at me with open affection, his golden eyes soft. "I'm not at all troubled, my prince," I said, to the reward of an achingly happy smile. "There's even something extremely rewarding about you coming just from the pleasure of knowing I'm coming. Besides," I added with a wicked grin. "It's not like you'll be able to have your nose and mouth against my pussy if your cock's buried inside me."

Dain's lashes fluttered and he swallowed, his pupils visibly dilating. "That is true," he said, his voice sounding almost hoarse. "Though I still suspect I will struggle not to be overwhelmed."

"You've got four hands and a tongue piercing, so I'm sure we'll be able to find something to satisfy," I said, while he ducked his chin and smirked up at me. "You may be as overwhelmed as you like."

"As you desire, my princess," he said, his smirk spreading into an easy smile.

For the first time, I realized, I liked having the title and the throne.

44. Taking Off Layers

Chapter 44

Taking Off Layers

Dain didn't even let me walk back to the bathroom. He picked me up again, carrying me back to the counter, which was a lot colder and less comfortable with my bare ass on the tile. But when I squeaked, Dain simply glamored it into warmth for a few minutes as he started cleaning my face and chest with loving care.

"I've never seen you use glamor like this before," I ventured, my eyes squinched closed as he got the blood out of my eyebrows.

"I try not to flaunt it," Dain said after a moment. "Not all fae are strongly gifted, and I'm already..." He trailed off, the movement of his hand slowing for a moment before he sighed and returned to his gentle attentions. "I'm very different from other fae," he said. "Even other moon-called fae aren't like me. I know it's impossible for me not to be... set apart, I suppose, but I try not to throw all the ways I'm different in everyone's faces. My body I can't help but to show, but the rest of it..."

I opened my eyes as he switched to my cheeks, holding me by the chin. "You've never talked about it like this before, either," I ventured, when he trailed off and didn't continue.