The Prince and His Slave (boyxboy)

Chapter Eighteen

Dorian

I woke to something beautiful nestled in my arms, cheek resting against my chest. I smiled and wrapped my arms even tighter around Camille.

Last night had been the most perfect night. It may have started out as day to drink my depression away, but it had ended in a wonderful way as my pet and I made love.

It had been so long since I had touched Camille in that way and I had almost forgotten the way he felt when I was inside him. He gave me the most beautiful gift and I would make sure he knew everyday, for the rest of our lives, how much he meant to me. I wouldn't let something like that happen again.

First of all, he had Kit to protect him at all times. There was no way anyone was getting past that guard—not with the way he felt about Camille.

I had been planning on how to deal with my uncle for a long time now, but every option I had come up with ended with me most likely being killed. And I wouldn't put myself in danger only have Camille become vulnerable again.

I would have to remain somewhat friendly with my uncle until it was time for to become king...and then I could get rid of him for good.

Camille was what was important here. I needed to made sure he stayed safe and that meant playing nice with my uncle. I hated it, but it was what I had to do.

My precious pet stirred in my arms and looked up at me with and innocent and submissive expression. I leaned in to kiss and he welcomed it. It was so nice to be able to touch him again without being scared if I was moving too fast.

Camille seemed much better than he had ever since the incidence with Bastian. I would never forgive that man for what he did, but Camille really seemed to be moving past it now. I couldn't be happier for that fact.

"Good morning," Camille said sweetly when I pulled away from his lips.

"Good morning, darling. I love you," I told him, looking deeply into his eyes, making sure he knew that nothing was truer than that statement.

His cheeks turned red and if he was unused to me and said, "I love you too."

I kissed him again.

He started palming my cock under the blankets, but I gently moved his hand away and he gave me a hurt expression.

"You are unused to sex, darling. Last night was our first time in a long while. I'm sure you're sore. Are you not?" I gave him and expression that said I only wanted the truth. He gave me a shy look and then nodded. "Then I need to give you a break. We will make love again soon. I promise."

He hurried his face into my neck, but I could tell he was happy with my concern for him.

Everything was right in the world. I had my Camille and nothing could bring me down.

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Camille

Time passed and it was getting colder in the kingdom.

Winter was approaching.

I remembered what that witch had said all that time ago, but it was almost a distant memory now. It didn't make me nervous like it did in the beginning. Dorian was probably right, she had just been trying to scare me.

There was going to be a gathering in the castle today. It was Dorian's uncle's birthday and people were coming from all over to celebrate.

I thought it was a little odd that Dorian's uncle was going to have a huge party, while it didn't seem that Dorian had much of a celebration for his birthday when I first came to the castle. But Dorian was more of a loner, so maybe he hadn't wanted a party. That sounded like something he would do.