The brunet was draped across the throne, his lower back braced by the armrest and the rest of his torso hanging off the side.

This wasn’t his new way of resting; it had been commanded by the king.

And the completely naked demon leader was standing in front of him with his torso leaning forward, his hands gripping the warrior by his waist.

In that position, he was performing a deep oral assault on the helpless fellow whose eyes were already glazed over, drool leaking from his mouth and ...