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his battered body, he cursed himself. How many times had he felt sorry for himself because of his early childhood?
    Nothing he had gone through was as bad as what Nalu had just survived. And Raven suspected it hadn’t been the first time he’d been abused by visiting rich men.

    * * * *

    Raven awoke with a start and immediately reached for his weapon.
    “It’s me,” Ghazi whispered, hoping Raven wouldn’t shoot him. Although, the way he felt at the moment, it might be an easier end to his day.
    “What time is it?” Raven asked, setting his gun back on the table.
    “I’m not sure to be honest. Around two, I think. Do you mind if I sit?”
    “I can do better than that,” Raven said, lifting the covers to expose the free side of the bed.
    Although it wasn’t what he’d come in for, Ghazi couldn’t resist the lure of Raven’s companionship. He quickly removed his dishdashah and shoes and joined his new friend in bed. “I didn’t know,” he said before pulling Raven into his arms.
    “I know you didn’t. I may’ve made some bad choices in my life, but I’ve become an expert at reading people. There was no way you could’ve faked the expression on your face when I carried Nalu through the palace doors.”

    TO BED A KING
    Carol Lynne
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    Ghazi rubbed his mouth over the top of Raven’s head, feeling the short black hairs tickle his lips. “I don’t think he’s the only one, do you?”
    “No. It’s too organised for a boy to do on his own,” Raven agreed.
    Closing his eyes, Ghazi prayed he would wake in the morning and the entire mess would have been a bad dream. “I felt like a hypocrite terminating the Harbour Master from his position.”
    Raven climbed on top of Ghazi and braced himself on his hands. “Why? It was his job to make sure weapons didn’t make their way into Jurru.”
    “Yes, but if he’s to blame for what his people did without his knowledge, I must be blamed for the same thing.”
    Raven shook his head. “My gut tells me your Harbour Master knew exactly what was going on. Someone’s lining his pockets nicely. A check of his bank account proved that.”
    Ghazi ran his hands down Raven’s back. Despite the problems cropping up all around him, or maybe because of them, Ghazi needed an anchor in the storm, he needed Raven. “I know I told you I’d rather wait until the election, but I don’t think I can.”
    Raven reached between them and cupped Ghazi’s cock through his underwear. “Then why aren’t you hard?”
    Instead of answering, Ghazi pushed against Raven’s shoulders, silently asking for what he desired. He couldn’t allow the stress to reach all aspects of his life. He’d waited too long to fuck Raven to have his cock malfunction now.
    Raven chuckled. “Mmmm, does that mean you’re in need of a little oral stimulation?”
    “Please.”
    As Raven kissed and licked his way down towards the flaccid cock, Ghazi traced the black wings tattooed on Raven’s back. “These are magnificent. Do they hold special meaning?”
    Raven dipped his tongue into Ghazi’s bellybutton before moving down to lick the tip of Ghazi’s cock. “For most of my life, my first name was all I had that linked me to my heritage.”
    “Because you were adopted?” Ghazi asked, wishing he could take back the question the second it left his mouth.
    Raven leaned up on his forearms. “How do you know that?”

    TO BED A KING
    Carol Lynne
    25

    Ghazi closed his eyes against the accusing stare. “Halim had you checked out shortly after you moved to Jurru. It wasn’t on my orders, you have to believe me.”
    “Maybe not, but you chose to read what he gave you.” Raven sat up and moved to the side of the bed. “My past isn’t a secret, but I’d have rather told you myself.”
    “I’m sorry. Halim is rather protective.” Ghazi sighed. “And I’m rather stupid.” He shook his head. “I can’t explain it, but I wanted to know you, really know you.”
    “Then you should’ve