Lyrion's Gift [Elven Conceptions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) Read Online Free PDF

of his arms.
    Next, the texture beneath his feet changed to a different, smoother type of stone, and his surroundings grew much quieter. Something told him they were now inside the palace.
    A heavy set of doors groaned open in front of him, and he stepped into another room. This one had cloth on the floor, an odd custom he had never heard of, and all was silent except for a quickly stifled gasp from a fresh group of unseen onlookers. Mulciber and Arowan stopped walking, and to his alarm they stepped away and left him alone.
    He had the sense he was in the middle of a room with an unknown number of people watching him. Lyrion fought back a fresh surge of trepidation and forced his knees not to tremble. He heard the whisper of footsteps against the floor cloth, and realized someone was walking toward him.
    “He bears the mark,” a clear, authoritative voice announced. Lyrion felt fingertips brush over his bare skin, touching a spot just above the chain. “He is exactly as the scroll describes. You have done well, my warrior lords.”
    “Thank you, prince,” Mulciber and Arowan said in unison. “He claims his name is Lyrion. He is surely one of the Hidden Ones.”
    Sweat began to drip down Lyrion’s forehead and chest. The prince himself was inspecting him…touching him.
    “I want to see his face. Captive, would you like your hood removed?”
    Lyrion struggled to find his voice. He had no idea how to address a prince, so he took a guess based on what he had heard so far. “Yes, my prince,” he managed to whisper.
    The prince’s fingers moved away from his mark, briefly dropping lower to brush against his cock. Lyrion swallowed when he felt it stir and harden at the contact. Would the prince take this as a terrible insult, an unforgivable breach of propriety?
    A rush of cool air swept over his cheeks as the hood came off. Lyrion found himself looking into the most startling, intense pair of dark eyes he had ever seen.
    Far from offended, the prince smiled at him.
    “I like his face immensely,” he announced to the entire room. “This will be the man to bear my heir.”

Chapter 4
     
    The prince dropped his hand to his side and stepped back. “Take him to my chamber and bathe him,” he ordered without taking his eyes from Lyrion. “No doubt his long journey has made him weary. I will speak to him in private later.”
    Two young men in matching tunics and belts stepped forward to lead Lyrion from the throne room. They escorted him down a long stone corridor, which he marveled at as he walked along, and ushered him through a wide wooden door.
    He held his breath in wonder as he took in the ornately furnished room, complete with an enormous four-poster bed curtained with the same shimmering green material as the hood the prince had removed. In the opposite corner stood a large metal tub, similar to the wooden ones people used for bathing in his own village. Six pails of water waited in front of a stone fireplace that reached from the floor nearly to the ceiling.
    One of the servants tugged on his chain, guiding him to step into the tub. The other retrieved two pails of warm water. Lyrion noticed that they gave off a pleasant floral scent, which transferred to his skin as the two men began pouring it over him. When they had used all six pails, they guided him back to his feet. One patted his body dry with soft cloths while the other brushed his freshly washed hair, all without removing his chains.
    They were still hard at work when the door creaked and another man slipped into the room. This one had hair almost as long as Lyrion’s, though it was of a startling reddish color he had never seen before. His garment was equally unusual, the material so thin it did little to conceal the outline of his chest or even his privates, which he had adorned with some sort of jewelry. Of course, Lyrion was in no position to be concerned with modesty when he himself had promenaded through the entire city and palace wearing only a