The fight with Rocco had been exhausting and had left Lucas with several wounds. He was also exhausted, almost too tired to think. The days whizzed by in a haze, and he recalled voices and agony all over his body slipping away. He recalled being washed in cool water and having soft hands on his head. At some point after that, he eventually awoke and observed that someone was tending to the gash on his knuckles. He lifted his head and fixed his gaze on a young woman. Suddenly, he thought of Harper.
When the haze cleared, he recognized Libby's face. She was now holding a cup in one hand. “Drink this, Lucas.”
He sat up and took a sip of the concoction. He then had a look around. He had slept in a single bed in a medium-sized room. From the waist down, he was encased in a sheet.
“You’re almost ready,” Libby said softly. “You're healing quicker than most of the champions here."
“Ready for what?” he asked.
“To entertain. Or have you forgotten?” She got up and walked away before he could respond.
Lucas closed his eyes again till nightfall. And then, right before supper, the door opened and Gillen entered the room. He sat up, surprised that the pounding pain in his legs had gone away.
“Ah! My youthful champion has finally awakened!” Gillen made the announcement. “She's looking forward to seeing you.”
“Who?”
He burst out laughing. “Liv! She and Kara couldn't stop talking about you after your first win!”
Then, Lucas swung his legs out of bed and snatched up the brown, long linen tunic garment that Gillen offered him. Gillen grinned at him. “Now, my young champion, you should eat something first. It's going to be a long night for you."
Libby was standing outside the doorway as they exited the room. Her face was bereft of joy. Then he remembered something she had previously told him and Alex: “Those two women have simply paid for one night with each of you after you have won your initial fights in the arena.”
As he ate, Gillen smiled at him. “Lucas, your skills and grandeur surprised us all. Now I'm beginning to believe that what Kara was saying was true.”
“As far as I know, neither of my parents were royalty or related to any royalty,” he said, his mind racing with what might happen to him after supper.
“That's odd, considering that beast I saw in the arena the other night seemed like royalty to me."
Lucas looked up from his plate. “I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Gillen laughed. "I've been a businessman my entire life, Lucas. One of my many skills is recognizing a good product from a limited edition." He sipped his wine and looked at Lucas for a bit. "Make sure to please Liv tonight. And again, do not do anything foolish, or Harper will suffer a dreadful fate."
Anger rushed through Lucas' veins at the threat to Harper's life. He pursed his lips and ate in silence.
"I suppose you're full enough." He beckoned for two of his bodyguards to approach. "Bring Lucas to Liv. She's waiting for him." With a wave of his hand, he dismissed them.
The soldiers hastened their steps as soon as they were out in the corridor, pushing Lucas along with them. As soon as they arrived at the door, where Liv was waiting for him on the other side, one of the guards nudged him and said, "Go in."
When Lucas entered the room, he found Liv in her bed, sipping wine. Candles of various sizes were lit, creating an intimate atmosphere in the space.
"Finally! Come on in, Champion." With her slender finger, Liv motioned for him to approach the bed.
Lucas walked forward in a deliberate manner.
"Stop," Liv said as he approached the foot of the bed and came into her line of sight.
"You have no idea how impressed I am with you, champion. I'm certain I'd enjoy this night with you."
Lucas cleared his throat as he prepared to protest.
"But lucky for you, I have a different craving," Liv added, and before he knew it, he heard someone enter the room.
Lucas turned to see a woman dressed in a white chiffon robe walk into the room and greet Liv as she rose from the bed.
"If it hasn't occurred to you yet, Champion, I don't need you and your cock to pleasure me," Liv said quietly, taking the last few steps toward Lucas while softly massaging her breasts beneath her red silk robe. “All I require you to do is stand there."
"I-I don’t understand." Lucas was relieved to learn he would not be fucking Liv that night, but he couldn't deny his bewilderment.
Liv sighed before smiling again. "I know that Gillen's human slave is your mate, Champion. I also know she and Alexander are involved with each other, which complicates everything. I don't want to make things any more difficult for you."
"Thank you..."
"You don’t have to thank me. As I said, I have different urges. That makes you really fortunate." She cracked a grin. "Kara has informed me that you're royalty and that she wants you to fuck her senseless. I had to pay twice as much to get her to leave you alone."
"Thank you," Lucas said once more.
"Kara told me that you are a bastard son of a lord. Well, are you, Champion?"
He looked at her for a time before shaking his head. "No."
Liv grunted. "I just spared you from fucking someone else who isn't your mate. Don't you think I'm entitled to the truth?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it's the truth. I’m no royalty. My father wasn't a lord. He was a university professor. He died a year after I graduated from college."
"Very well then. For now, I will choose to believe you." On the word believe, she put her hand around the back of Lucas' head, pushing it forward, while wrapping her other hand around his neck. "Now that I've overpaid, you best not leave my eyes while Camille fucks my brains out."
She walked back to the bed and sat up against the headboard, her arms splayed out on either side of her. Camille quickly followed her in bed when she stretched her legs wide in front of Lucas.
Their kisses were delicate and teasing at first, before Camille's hand went instinctively to grasp the back of Liv's neck while her kiss began to trace the edges of Liv's lips. She pushed forward, her tongue gliding across Liv's bottom lip. Liv groaned in return, her mouth wide open at the touch, allowing Camille the freedom to take anything she would from her.
With that, the sweetness was soon gone, leaving them with only heat and hunger. They clawed at each other, Liv ripping Camille's robe off as Camille ripped Liv's garment off as well.
Camille's tongue was all over Liv. Throwing her head back at the touch, Liv let out a strangled moan as her hips arched up on their own, wanting more contact, more pleasure.
"Kiss me," Liv urged. "That's right, Champion, keep your eyes on me."
Camille reached forward, slightly rising on her knees, and planted a wet kiss on her open mouth. She leaned into it, cupping the side of Liv's face with her free hand.
"Spread me." Liv's gaze never left Lucas as she made another demand. Camille positioned herself between her legs and pushed her trembling thighs further apart with both hands. "Look at my throbbing pussy, Champion."
Camille smiled as she pushed her fingers deep into Liv's core, first two, then three, roughly filling her.
"Fuck. So good…" Liv moaned, gasping for air, her insides clamping around the fingers that were relentlessly thrusting into her. "Hey! Come closer, Champion."
Lucas looked down and reluctantly walked closer, so close that he could smell Liv's scent emanating from her center.
"Champion, look at me!" Liv shifted her position on the bed to offer Lucas a clear view of her and what Camille was doing to her. "I said, keep your eyes on me."
Lucas swallowed hard and raised his head to make eye contact.
"Good." Liv squirmed. " Camille, love, if you keep going like that, I-I'm not going to last long. But I fucking adore it."
Camille quickened her pace in response to her words of encouragement, positioning her hand so that her palm brushed across Liv's clit with each thrust. Her gaze never left Liv's body, taking in all of her features as she drew her closer to the precipice.
"Ah! Faster!" Liv's piercing blue eyes flickered shut and open again. She moaned and panted with her mouth agape.
"Come for me, Liv," Camille said, her voice low.
Liv only wailed in response, straining to keep her gaze fixed on Lucas and much less on the throbbing sensation between her legs. Camille's fingers between her thighs drew her gaze around the room in a frenzy.
"Don’t stop! Lucas! Look at me!" Liv panted heavily, eyes boring into Lucas. "Lucas! Make me come, Lucas. That's it. Fuck me with your eyes."
Camille pounded deep and fast into her pussy in response. She curled her fingers inside, grinning as a fresh wave of juice flowed down her hand. She crouched down, bending at the waist, and dragged her tongue over Liv's clit, moaning at the flavor.
"Oh, my fucking hell! Lucas!" Liv screamed.
Camille pounced on her again and again, this time using greater pressure with her tongue, pushing Liv even further insane. She teased her delicate pink nipple with her free hand, softly twisting it between her fingers and then pressing it firmly till she let out a broken cry, "Make me come, Camille. Faster! Harder! Suck me!"
With another lick and a hard suck on her clit, Camille pushed Liv over the edge, and her juices quickly spilled against her tongue. Liv locked her thighs around Camille's head, rolling her hips and grinding on Camille's face as she rode her climax. "Fuuuuck! Lucas!"
Lucas' cock twitched as he continued to watch Liv shake. He tried to look away, it was just too much for him and visions of Harper flooded his thought. But Liv was watching him and if anything, watching Liv being fucked by someone else was much better than him actually fucking her. No. He could never do that to Harper.
"Oh Camille..." Liv whispered breathlessly soon after, staring at Lucas and absentmindedly stroking Camille's hair. "Well done, Champion. I'll tell Gillen that you've completely satisfied me."
Lucas inhaled deeply, his own cock straining in the confines of his pants from what he had just witnessed. After all, he was only a man.
"I'd love to assist you with that," Liv said, pointing to his bulge. "But I suppose you already understand that I have a very different interest. I, however, can have Camille suck you dry. As a reward for your obedience."
Lucas instantly shook his head. "No. I'm OK."
Liv grinned. "I know you wouldn't want any other woman than that human slave. Well, if you continue to win and pleasure me in the manner in which I desire, I can guarantee that no other friends of Gillen will ever fuck you. How does that sound?"
It was an offer he couldn't refuse.
"Alright," he managed to say.
"Good. Now, come to bed and watch Camille suck me dry."