In his many centuries as the protector of the Starklin, he'd served many queens. Unlike her mother before, there was no kindness in Sarith. She was sp...iled and expected every citizen to give her everything she desired. When she'd set her sights on him - the most ancient of their protectors, he'd known she was going to throw a royal tantrum. Because there was no way he'd ever forsake his vow of protection to become 'her consort'.As tradition required, he'd taken a vow of chastity until his mate. "Oh, I don't call that even, you bitch. You're not going to be able to walk for a week by the time I'm done with you." I joked back ... well maybe it was true."That's the plan"I head never felt blue balls, because I don't have them. But I was incredibly frustrated. My dick was throbbing so hard it almost hurt and I had a similar dull throb deep in my belly. Pre-cum was constantly flowing out of the tip of my cock and running back down the shaft, disappearing into my soaked pants. My nipples. Jue like what jue see amigo? I turn quickly to the door. Its Stracy. Shes standing there in this tight white dirty tank top. No bra on and her nipples are hard and trying there hardest to pierce through that ever so thin tight shirt of hers. Along with that, she's wearing these high but loose pajama shorts on which look as though they are giving her a bit of camel toe.With a nervous crack in my voice I respond with. Oh hey stracy. No I was just doing some laundry and I noticed you still had. Pre-cum is spilling over on to her hands. Taking him back into her warm wet mouth, she sucks a bit harder. Moving her head up and down in a slow rhythm, she takes him a bit further into her mouth each time. She starts to speed up the rhythm taking him into her throat. His low moans gathering in intensity with each downward stroke her mouth and hands make. She slowly suckles his head for a last time, coming up for air. The burning need in his eyes reflected in her eyes. She positions herself.