Enslaved by a King [Sold! 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free Page B

settle into the seat.
    Unsure if he was resting, or mentally conferring with the person driving the vehicle, Noah kept his mouth shut. And then, to his great surprise, he yawned. Now that he was away from Hindur, all his stress melted away and genuine peace again filled him. There was a world of unknown waiting for him on Thand, but he wasn’t overly concerned. Mingor wasn’t anything like Hindur. Besides, he’d discovered that since he’d sworn himself to the Thandling for the rest of his life, there really wasn’t anything for him to do until his master—his very beautiful and intriguing master—told him what to do.
    “We have a ways to go to get to my transport, so you may sleep if you wish.” Mingor’s voice seemed very far away.
    Noah was going to say something, but his sense of safety was so great he fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. He had no notion of how much time had passed when he woke up. He was still in the transport, but Mingor was gone. A shiver of panic made Noah turn and search desperately for him. If Mingor was gone, then already Noah wasn’t being a very good shield. Mingor could call it what he liked, but it seemed to Noah he was Mingor’s lifelong protector. His kind had a fancy word for it, sephir , but basically that was what Noah would do for him.
    “Do not worry. I am here.” Mingor leaned into the transport and offered out his hand.
    Noah found it odd that a man so much smaller than himself would offer him assistance, but then the remembrance of how good it felt to touch him came back, prompting Noah to take his hand. Just like last time, there was a spark of joy that deepened and seemed to saturate every cell in his body.
    “Why is your touch so pleasurable to me?”
    “I do not know. But yours is to me as well.”
    That gave Noah back a little of his pride. He’d always thought he was attractive, but after the way Hindur’s pals treated him—as if he were only interesting to fuck because he was so ugly—he’d lost his self-confidence. After a very small amount of time in Mingor’s care, he was gaining it back. Carefully, holding Mingor’s hand but not putting any strain on him, Noah exited the transport to find himself in a massive room. “What is this place?”
    “It is the cargo hold of my starship.”
    Even when Noah strained to feel movement, he didn’t feel anything. For all he could tell, he was in some big room back on the planet. His attention fell off the room and onto his host. Mingor had the veil pushed off his head so that it fanned out over his shoulders like a cape. The headband encircled his beautiful gray hair.
    “It’s not a headband, is it?”
    “No.” A slight smile lifted the edge of Mingor’s lips.
    “Who are you?”
    “I am Mingor Faur.”
    “No, I mean it’s obvious you aren’t just some gorgeous purple guy.” Noah looked at the golden crown. “Is that how you got all those beings to do your will?”
    “No.”
    “Your crown isn’t some kind of a tool?”
    Mingor removed it from his head and handed it over to Noah. Just as he’d thought, the metal was soft and flexible. When he pushed against it, the surface gave easily, but then returned to its normal shape. It seemed heavier than it should be for its size, which meant the metal was very dense. Noah thought about putting it on his head, but then realized doing that would somehow be wrong. He handed it back.
    Mingor put it on his head, and the metal molded itself to him.
    “It’s made for you and you alone to wear.”
    “Yes.”
    Noah couldn’t help himself, he laughed. “You and your short answers.”
    “What would you like to know?”
    “How did you do that to those guys back there?”
    “I already explained that to you.”
    “Not in any way I could understand.”
    “That is not my fault.” Mingor’s attention turned toward the far end of the cargo area. “Come. I will show you to our room.”
    Noah fell into step beside Mingor.
    “Hey, wait.” He stopped and looked