Recently docked after a voyage abroad, Emmett wants only to find a warm bed and good food, for himself and the cabin boy he's taken into his care. Those plans are impeded, however, by an altercation in the streets -- with a man he realizes too late is England's heir to the throne, Prince Andrewe.<br><br>When the encounter unexpectedly leads to a position in the royal household attending the prince, Emmett is not certain what to think. On one hand, it's a reliable income and ensures the safety of his charge. On the other, it's neither the life Emmett knows, nor an environment that he's comfortable in. Left to learn his lessons the hard way, Emmett spends his days contending with a spoiled, infuriating prince who leaves him in a constant tangle of emotions.<br><br>Then he begins to hear whispers of treason and must make a choice: defend Prince Andrewe or betray him.

Honour

“Your Highness?” a voice called through the door and both their heads swivelled in time.


“Not yet!” Andrewe called with a voice too shrill and breathless. Andrewe looked down at Emmett in panic and Emmett resumed his efforts with vigour, moving quicker, tugging harder, and stroking along with the manipulations of his mouth. “More…” Andrewe begged quietly. “Emmett, God in heaven, please don’t stop.”


“Your Highness, is everything well?”


“Not yet!” Andrewe’s voice rumbled over the walls even as his legs lifted him and his lower back arched his body closer. He came furiously, cutting off the groan as it left his mouth and pulling Emmett as close to his groin as humanly possible. Emmett relaxed his throat, took as much as he could before his gag reflex triggered, forcing him to yank his head out of Andrewe’s grip, and off Andrewe’s trembling cock.


Chapter 10