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

Emmett worked Andrewe quickly, thrilled at the growth from flaccid to interested. “I am yours.”


Andrewe grunted, groaned, and shifted his knees forward. He arched his spine and sat back in a way that made Emmett growl in pleasure and Andrewe cry out in heated surprise.


“Yes, Andrewe!” Emmett squeezed his fist tighter and Andrewe squirmed in response. Andrewe’s face had relaxed, his furrowed forehead softening to a mix of concentration and desire. “Do it like that, Andrewe. Make your body want it. Just close your eyes and think about us, what we’re doing, together.”


Gasps became huffs of need, drive deepened and their bodies grew until Andrewe was thrusting into Emmett’s fist with his own hip movement. When Emmett released Andrewe to resettle his wrist, Andrewe’s eyes flew wide. “Don’t stop!” Andrewe panicked. “God, Emmett! Don’t stop!”


Chapter 25