Nine years ago, Cassian witnessed the assassination of his father, which left him to lead the desert clan. Growing up, he had relied on help from those around him; now an adult, Cassian wants to prove his own worth. His first task -- securing the love of his bodyguard, Yashiv. Though the two have been inseparable since Cassian’s childhood, he fears Yashiv won’t let down his walls of propriety. Then Cassian finds a child, the only survivor of the king’s caravan procession. Wen claims to be the bride for Prince Manoel, the ruler of the nearby city, but underlying currents of her story raise Cassian’s suspicions. Cassian and Yashiv must find where Wen belongs, before rival clans, the city’s guards, or Cassian’s own people decide the child’s fate. Can Cassian and Yashiv find out where Wen belongs before her fate is decided by rival clans or Cassian’s own people? And can Cassian show Yashiv he’s now a man, as well as Master of his clan?

Shifting Sand

He reached out and gripped the base of Cassian’s cock. Master cried out and his hips bucked forward. Yashiv leaned down, running the tip of his tongue along the sensitive skin of Cassian’s erection. Master’s fingers dug painfully into Yashiv’s hair, and it encouraged him to keep going. He licked the length of it, tasting the salty liquid that gathered at the slit. His tongue probed the little hole, making Cassian moan.


Yashiv pulled back. “Get on the bed, Master.”


Cassian looked down at him, and nodded. He reluctantly pulled his body out of Yashiv’ grasp and walked to his bed. He sat down on the edge.


Yashiv pulled at his own clothes. He watched Cassian’s face as he did so, wanting to see Master’s reaction. He was not disappointed. Cassian’s eyes ran over the skin of his chest, eying the scars that crisscrossed his flesh. And when Yashiv removed his pants, Master licked his lips at the sight.


Chapter 26