Aegis stood watch over Paragon and Zoe the rest of the night. Paragon had smirked as he climbed back into bed with Zoe. Aegis stood sentinel by the door and forced himself to watch as Paragon wrapped his arms around her. She'd whimpered in her sleep and nuzzled her face into his arm. Her gentle sigh had pierced him. He was such a fool. To think he could ever compete against Paragon. The Gilded knew how to wrap his will around anyone. Like so many before, Zoe would become putty within his fingers. She already melted against him.
Still, he'd forced himself to watch as the sun gently filtered into the room and Paragon had slid down the bed and awoken her softly with his tongue against her sensitive folds. Her body had flushed with arousal, her abused nipples standing dark against her pale skin as she arched in the bed. Her soft, mewling cries of pleasure had sent his cock jerking in excitement even as his vision narrowed in jealousy as he watched. Then she'd grabbed at Paragon's golden horns, the true mark of the Gilded male. The highest of Oathkeepers. Those horns told everyone, even a human female, Paragon's status. She ran her fingers along them, tugged them so they brushed against her belly as she began to writhe with her orgasm. She threw her head back, her cries long and wailing and her throat so tempting. Aegis ground his teeth seeing the marks from Paragon's hands though. Dark, finger shaped bruises circled her throat like a collar.
She'd collapsed back into the bed, spent and satisfied for the moment. Paragon had glanced back to him then. That same proud smile on his face as he caught Aegis's eye. 'See,' he seemed to say. 'She's mine.' He crawled on top of her, eased his cock tenderly into her trembling entrance. And they'd made love. Paragon had moved slowly, gently easing himself into her and with each long thrust she'd arched to meet him, soft moans again falling from her lips. Her hands traced his body, hungry and marveling as they touched the base of his wings, pulled his face to hers in a passionate kiss.
"My love," Paragon whispered into her ear as he took her.
"Yes," she moaned. She arched, grinding her hips against him.
"Is this what you want?" he continued.
"Yes," she cried as he thrust deeply and began to pick up the pace. The obscene slapping of skin against skin left Aegis's throat clenching. Every thrust from Paragon, Zoe met with high whine of need.
"Who do you belong to?" Paragon rasped as his climax built.
She bucked underneath him, again grabbing at his horns to force his face against her nipples. He suckled at them and her breaths came fast and urgent. As they again climaxed together she tugged at his horns, pulled his face to hers and bit at his mouth, kissing him hungrily as their bodies pulsed against each other. She flopped beneath him, arching and jerking her hips as she whined into his mouth.
"You, I belong to you. My body is yours," she panted as she rode the waves of Paragon.
And then finally her eyes flipped open. Those dazzling blue depths opened and fell on Aegis. She held his eye as she nibbled at Paragon's ear and ground her spent body against the Gilded Oathkeeper. "I'm yours," she whispered over and over with her lips on Paragon's ear, but her eyes on Aegis.
Aegis trembled, confusion and lust fluttering within him. He wanted to swoop across the room, throw Paragon from Zoe. Take her for himself. But a millennia of Oathkeeper breeding and principles held him frozen in place. This was the way of things. The Gilded were exalted. To disobey was to be a cursed. An Oathbreaker. So, he stood, tried to control his throbbing cock and aching heart.
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Zoe gripped Paragon's twitching body to hers. His wings fluttered above them, sending a soft breeze against her face. Aegis stood across the room. His shadowy presence loomed. Before she'd thought him her shield, a safe place. She understood now he wasn't. He couldn't protect her from man that engulfed her now. So she stared at him, hoped he could feel her disgust. Her rejection. Aegis had saved her from death once. But he couldn't save her from Paragon.
But she saw in his dark eyes his lust. He wanted her. Wanted her so badly that his wings stretched anxiously behind his back. His hands clenched at his sides and his neck strained as he clenched his jaw. As Paragon ran his lips along her neck, murmuring and coming down from his orgasm, Zoe remembered the feel of Aegis's lips on hers. So hungry and surprisingly soft on that severe face of his. She felt that twinge of arousal as she stared at Aegis. Though she hated him from the moment he'd stepped from her and left her alone with Paragon last night, her body was still drawn to him. Curious and conditioned to want his protection. He was the only other Oathkeeper she'd spoken to at length. The one who hovered at her side and treated her gently and possessively placed his hand on her back to warn others away.
Until Paragon arrived at least. And then Aegis dropped his head in submission and retreated, leaving her to the cruel and ravenous hands of the Gilded. With a deep sigh Paragon lifted his heavy body from hers. His slick cock slid from her and she snapped her eyes back to him and let out a little whine of protest. As expected, he grinned, his eyes intense as he took her in. He set a hand on her cheek, ran it down her neck and gave her a playful squeeze. The bruises from the night before ached under his fingers and she bit her lip, dropping her eyes in a show of surrender.
"Good Zoe," he growled as he planted a last, possessive kiss on her forehead. He rolled from the bed and playfully grabbed at her, sweeping her up and carrying her towards the bath.
She avoided Aegis's eyes. He still stood mute at the door and it seemed Paragon was intent on ignoring him. Paragon stepped into the heated bath and dropped her in. Her sensitive skin screamed and she yelped and floundered for a moment. Paragon chuckled and grabbed up a rough loofa. He stood in the middle of the pool and watched her, amusement in his golden eyes. The water came up to a bit above his waist but well above her chest. She stood on tip toes and brushed at her sweaty face. Paragon's hands caressed her hair, dipping her back slightly to soak her head.
"Like smoldering gold," he murmured as he fingered her wet hair.
He handed her the loofa. She dipped it into the water, ran it over his chest. He smiled down at her. No one could say she was a slow learner she mused as she washed the body of her captor. His skin shone glistening and golden as the rivulets of water rand down his chest. She scrubbed at his chest, moved slowly around him to his back. His wings were extended above them, the tips just barely touching the water and she ducked under the. She ran the loofa between the large muscles, dipping her hand down to circle his waist. She knew what he wanted. She leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his lower back, molding her body against his huge one. Standing in the pool made their size difference so much more apparent. She pressed her belly against his muscled buttocks, knowing her soft, slick skin was just what he wanted. She snaked her hands up and around his waist, reaching up to brush against his chest.
"Zoe," he murmured and grabbed up her hands. His wings flapped, sending ripples through the water. He released her hands and stepped from her. "Relax today. We have plans tonight," he rasped as he stepped from the pool. He glanced back to her, his eyes dark with restrained lust and his cock already swelling again.
She watched him go. The hatred she'd held down began to bubble to the surface. Untrained human mind. Well, she wasn't SO untrained. She was used to holding down her own feelings. She was used to men taking what they wanted. They were so simple. She could give Paragon exactly what he wanted. It was only survival. To tell him what he wanted to hear. To press herself against him. It was just a body. Her mind, her self she kept tightly wrapped, away from him.
She laid back in the heated pool, letting herself float as she heard him pad back across the chamber.
"See that Zoe is cleaned up for the day. I'll be showing her off at the gala in the Oasis this evening," he said lightly to Aegis and then the door clicked softly behind him and the room was silent. She knew Aegis still stood, stoic and unmoving at the door. Her own private black hole. She ignored him, let her body and mind drift in the pool.
