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doesn’t win you my respect.”
    “Well…”   I shoved my dirty plate to the side.   “Why don’t you get lost so I can give him another one?”
    “My dear…”   Elentinus took my hand.   He seemed impressed.
    Whore backed his chair up and rose.   “If you’ll excuse me, master.”   He eyed me a moment.   “I trust you’ll ensure she keeps her word.”
    A blush formed on my face as he strode out.   I looked back to make sure he was gone.
    “Whore seems really preoccupied with our sex life,” I said once we were alone.   “I understood it back when I was ovulating and there was that need, but he’s still trying to push us into bed together every chance he gets.”
    Elentinus rose.   “This troubles you?”
    “Does he have any outlet for…his own, um, sexual energy?”
    “Hor-Denay is a eunuch, my dear.”
    I gasped.   He’s a what?   He doesn’t have a penis?   Seriously? Or wait…do they just cut off the nuts or the whole thing?     
    Elentinus continued to lead me to our bed.   “He gave up his manhood in order to have the honor of serving me.”
    I put my face in my hand.   “Oh my God.”
    “Do you understand him a little better now?”
    I was still stunned.   “Yes, I…wow.   I had no idea.”
    Elentinus caressed my hair with both hands, ending his stroke behind my nape.   I realized he was undoing my dress.
    “You will try to acquiesce more with him, won’t you?”   Elentinus’ voice had gone soft.   “He’s been with me since I served on Dornovonia.   The bond between master and servant is extremely powerful among the Dak-Hiliah.”
    I nodded.   “If he loves you that much…to go to such an extreme to serve you…then I have to give him my respect.”   I looked up into Elentinus eyes.   “We both want you to be happy.”
    As if on cue, my dress dropped off me.   I kept my gaze focused on him with my lips parted.
    Elentinus got a wild look in his eyes.   He traced his fingers down my throat to the swell of my breasts, and hooked his strong hand into the top of my bra.   He tore it open in one swift violent move.   The shredded fabric shrank toward my back to reveal both my breasts at once.
    “Eek!”  
    I balled my fists below my chin in a paltry attempt to cover myself.   He tried to grab my wrists, so I scrambled away from him...onto the bed.   Where I would be safe.
    Alas, no.   He threw off his tunic and crawled onto the bed to pursue me.   I was trapped in a sexy pose against his headboard.   
    All joking aside, I truly did feel ready for this.   I trusted him, and I reveled in how passionate he could be.   That passion had come through the first time despite my being drugged.   I wanted to see it now, in full force, without the filter.           
    As he crawled nearer he ran a hand up my calf and kissed my ankle.   His other hand plucked off my shoes.   He opened my legs to trail buttery kisses up my inner thigh.   I squeezed my eyes closed.   Elentinus knew how to get me tingly all over even without the drug.   My flesh quivered under his soft lips.      
      He made sure both inner thighs were treated to his butterfly wing kisses, and then focused his mouth on my ticklish stomach while getting his pants off.   I was determined to get a good look at his cock, but the angle we were in didn’t allow it.   He threw his pants off the bed and grabbed the waistband of my panties.   He pulled them off me with his customary skill, lifting my backside off the bed to yank them down my legs with one hand.  
    I lay still a few moments so he could get a good look at me.   His hand went for my groin, but I clutched it and drew him up to my face.   He dove against me to give me the kisses I was after.   His hands searched all over my body, my shoulders, my breasts, while his tongue teased my own between our lips.   I didn’t want the exquisite make-out session to end.   I clung to him and threaded my fingers through