20 First Night

"Hello, your majesty," I said, bowing in front of him as I watched, from the corner of my eyes, Altair sitting in the same place that I saw him this morning.

So … he is joining us, I see. I thought, making an attempt to ignore him as best as I could.

"Orion. You came." The man rushed at me, attempting to pull me into a hug but I managed to dodge his arms. Thank goodness for the self-defence training we had to take every day.

"Aww~. Do you not wish to come into my arms?" The man asked, holding his hands out to me. "After all, we are going to be bed together, are we not?"

"I remember, your majesty," I said, turning to him. "But, before that, I would like to ask you for a favour."

"Oh? And that is?"

"This cloth," I touched the cloth over my mouth, looking at his reactions carefully, "I will not be removing it."

The King paused for a second, looking at me blankly before breaking into a smile, "I have been meaning to ask you about that. But I can see that it is quite a personal matter."

"It is," I said, keeping alert still as he made his way to me, leaning in until he was inches from my face, again.

"Well, I do not mind." Taking a lock of my hair in his hands, he brought it to his lips, never taking his golden eyes off me. "After all, what I love looking at the most is your eyes."

"Thank you," I said, relief washing over me that he did not try to insist that I remove this.

Maybe this will all go smoothly. Well … I hope so anyway.

"Is that all?" The King asked, wrapping his hand around the cloth tied around my waist, playing with the cloth as though attempting to tease me.

Unfortunately for him, I do not get aroused unless an Alpha uses a huge amount of pheromones. This is good for my previous 'partners' as they do not have to try to butter me up or flirt with me.

Some Omegas and Betas I have been with have been able to obtain a Drug that can only be described as the pheromones from an Alpha. I don't know how they got it but I am one of the few that do not mind taking that drug to sleep with someone.

It does make you feel cheap and more like a commodity than a living person, but, when you rarely get touched and you crave gentle hands on you so much, you are willing to compromise anything.

"You have drifted off again." The King said, grinning at me.

"I apologise, your majesty," I said, bowing to him again. "I do not realise when that starts happening."

"It is no problem." He said, walking to the bed on the floor, holding his hand out to me, which I took. "But I do feel slightly jealous of this other world of people you talk to."

Pulling me to his lap, the King Alpha looked at me with his glittering golden eyes, with eyes that make me feel as though I am his lover and the only one in the world for him.

I hate when anyone looks at me like that because I know, I know there is nothing deep in them. Well, this is fine. I have already learnt my lesson all those years ago. So I will not be swayed.

"Please do not talk about them as though they are mere people," I said, tucking a few stray hairs behind his ear. "They just might be Deities and I do not wish to insult anyone."

"Hmm? Seems you have grown quite fond of them." He whispered as I started to notice the lights around us dimming with only the light from the moons outside coming in. "Have they talked to you as of yet?"

For some reason, my attention should be on the man in front of me. But, I could not help cast a quick glance at the one sitting in the corner, not making a sound.

"Perhaps they have, perhaps they haven't," I said as he began slipping the layers of cloth off my body. "Who's to say?"

"Do you not wish to tell me?" He asked, as the pheromones from his body started to affect me, slowly, but I am getting there.

"That is for me to know and you to find out, your majesty," I said as he laid me down on the bed, the pheromones getting even stronger now.

I don't see the point of all this sickeningly sweet talk, but some of them have needed to have this kind of foreplay to get into the mood, so I guess I can take it that way.

While his hands traced along my body, I shivered, accidentally making eye contact with Altair who was watching us with gleaming, prism eyes.

"You … do you have a fetish about being looked at or something?" I asked the man littering little butterfly kisses all over my lower region, his pheromones growing even stronger while I began to feel deeply aroused.

"No. Why?" He asked, kisses turning into licking as he made eye contact with me and then looked at Altair. "Ah, you mean him? Please ignore him."

How can I? Not when he is looking at me like he wants to devour me.

Not to mention the pheromones coming from this person. It feels a hundred times stronger than the King's but he does not seem to even be trying that hard.

Already growing annoyed from all the stalling, I grabbed the man in front of me by the hair, pulling him to meet me face to face.

"How long are you going to keep me waiting?" I asked, a frown coming on my face. "Or do you like squirming under me, your majesty? No. Thule Pyxis."

He looked at me, confusion written all over his eyes before he broke into a smile and nothing but desire filled his eyes.

Pushing my hands down, the first thing he did was bite me in the nape of my neck. I understand this is just out of habit and the desire to mark.

Especially since he is exuding so much pheromones that it is starting to affect his mind as well. He is just going into his default state and that is entirely my fault.

Fortunately for him, and anyone else, I am the only one that has been able to do this. I found out when I first slept with someone. The moment they get me aroused, I exude some kind of smell that affects their minds.

This makes them forget anything and anyone that has been plaguing their mind. Even if they have a mate, in these moments, they will completely forget that they exist and go at me like they would to their mate.

I cannot control it. It just happens and, no matter how hard I try to look into it, there is nothing I can find out about this. Fortunately, they do not have a clear memory of what happened the night before, only that they had a good partner.

I kept it to myself though. No one knows of this … 'skill' of mine and I hope they will never know. It will not turn out well for me.

I am also not worried about being marked, Betas cannot be marked. They can bite me all they want but it will not do anything for them, except, maybe get that itch out of their mouths to mark the person in front of them.

Though I am not worried about being bitten, I heard a low, very low growl come from the man staring at us as the King turned me over on my stomach, after biting me.

We made eye contact and I watched as his eyes glistened, almost giving off a glow. It was only then that I noticed that he was biting onto his arms, the drops of blood trickling down his arm onto the floor.

I don't know why, but I was slightly amused at his reaction and kept eye contact with Altair as the King penetrated me. I let out a small cry, keeping my voice as low as possible while the man in front of me looked like he wanted to turn away.

But he did not turn away. He kept his eyes on me and I kept my eyes on him, amusement dancing in my eyes as I slowly, slowly grew aroused from the way he looked at me.

The hunger in his eyes, the blood trickling down his arm as he continued to bite down on it, the way his other hand gripped so tightly on the pillow he sat on, almost as though he had every intention of ripping it to pieces with that one hand.

And I do not doubt that he would be able to do that without exerting too much force, like he could snap my neck with that one hand.

Licking my lips, or what is left of it, I reached a trembling hand to Altair, eyes beckoning him to me.

As though lulled by a spell, he made his way to me, carefully, as though to not disturb the dead and took my hands in his, bringing my fingers to his lips and into his mouth.

Bliss. Ecstasy like I had not known before filled me and I climaxed, never breaking eye contact from this man in front of me with eyes filled with aching hunger that would never be filled.