The main bathroom had a spa jacuzzi in it, his and her sinks, and privacy wall for the toilet. The two bedrooms both had king sized beds, night tables, and dressers, with a large mirror. Even the servant’s room was fairly spacious, with a queen-sized bed and just as elaborate if not as large a dresser and matching mirror above it.

  He took a moment to investigate the terminal. It was limited in access, but he could watch one of the services on it, summon a temple servant for aid, have food delivered both cooked meals and raw if he wanted to cook a meal himself. He could also send messages or make calls, but since he was here alone with a single guardian and servant that probably wouldn’t come up.

  He also suspected he was under surveillance, and he was reluctant to use his magic to verify it. It would leave traces that could be found by someone that knew what they were doing.

  Just to kill time, he decided to take a bath and change into a fresh uniform. He always did feel the need for cleaning up after a long shuttle and car ride. No matter how comfortable it was, he always felt a bit sticky afterwards. Riesa was also more than happy enough to take the stress off with a mind blowing and quite extended blow job. Not to mention enthusiastic. She edged him for a long time, and she looked to be enjoying having her a cock to suck on as much as he was having it sucked. He’d return that favor that night, since he was wary of someone dropping by in the daylight hours. He didn’t want to be in bed when or if that happened, despite how tempted he was to ravish Riesa all afternoon.

  He didn’t think the prelate would keep him waiting too long, and he wasn’t wrong.

  It wasn’t quite five in the afternoon, when there was a timid knock at the door.

  Chapter Six

  With healers and magic most humans were attractive in that day and age, unlike the past skin flaws and major imperfections just didn’t exist. Humanity was also in shape for the most part, for the same reasons. In short, most women he met were attractive, and many were beautiful.

  In his twenty-three years however, he’d only ever met one woman that had smashed that scale. A beauty so heart stopping and absolute that they transcended the beauty scale and were in a class all their own. Only one, which was Princess Daniella. She’d always been a cut above the rest by a mile in his personal opinion. She had dark brown lustrous hair, smoky chocolate bedroom eyes, set in the face of a seductive angel with full lips, strong cheekbones, and gorgeously flawless light golden-brown skin. Daniella was as petite as the prelate in stature, but her body was a flawless hourglass of perfect proportion at thirty-four B, eighteen, thirty-four, with the sexiest and most petite bubbled ass he’d ever laid eyes on or had the privilege of squeezing.

  At least, his princess had been in a class all her own, until he opened the door that afternoon, and saw that perhaps there was one other woman in existence that could stand as her competition in his opinion. Although the woman at the door was so different in type of beauty, there was no real way to compare them that way.

  His visitor had silken and shining straight golden blonde hair down to the small of her back, and very vivid dark blue eyes. In that way, she was very similar to the prelate in fact. She had full lips a little short of pouty, set on a face that was otherwise all angelic innocence. Her beauty was flawless, her skin fair, and that innocent beauty engendered a shallow protective reaction in him.

  Her body… well, she was just five foot three, so petite in height, but there was nothing petite about the lush body made for sex in front of him. At that height her rounded double D breasts looked lewd, and her black robes were open just far enough to get a hint of her endless cleavage. Her waist was whisper thin, telling him she didn’t have an ounce of fat that didn’t belong on her petitely sumptuous and ripe body. Her ass was juicily bubbled, and her legs thin and toned. He’d never seen such a lush body on someone that short before.

  To be crude, she couldn’t have been a hundred pounds soaking wet, and a full quarter of that weight had to be her lusciously vast tits and deliciously juicy and firm bubbled ass.

  He felt a strong chemical attraction to her, and she engendered mixed signals and drove him crazy. Her face engendered the need to protect and cherish, if falsely. While her body engendered the need to claim, ravish, and devour.

  Of course, he was a man of control, but he was still shocked by just how much he wanted her, and she hadn’t even opened her mouth yet.

  Stunned by her beauty, even as he wondered if this was some kind of honeypot scheme on part of the prelate. The woman was beyond smoking hot, and her sweet innocent smile was devastating when she looked up into his eyes.

  “Yes?” he managed to get out in a casual tone of voice.

  Hell, even her voice was all sweet innocence, this had to be trap.

  “Do I have the pleasure of addressing Celestial Knight Black?”

  He nodded, “You do. Who are you?”

  She blushed and looked flustered, but it was slightly overdone. There was something about him that had flustered her a little bit, but not to the extent she was showing him. The woman was a knockout and was built for rough fucking, but she had no power at all, and he had no trouble reading her as a result. Still, she was good, and he was more than sure it was a scheme of some sort.

  It probably didn’t hurt, that he could sense her chemical attraction to him, which probably made her job easier. Regardless, she was obviously playing the reluctant but breathless seduction routine. With her innocent face, he was positive that approach worked for her ninety nine out of a hundred times.

  His small mind down below however, was trying to figure out how to get her into bed and turn that scheme to his favor at the same time. The problem was that he still had no idea what the rules of the game were, or even what the prelate’s goals were.

  “Sister Leanne, at your service, sir. May I come in?”

  He stepped back and waved at the couch in invitation. He wanted to join her there, but he thought better of it and sat in one of the lounge chairs on the other side of the coffee table. The look of vulnerable wide-eyed attraction and helplessness in her eyes almost made him change his mind again.

  He was sitting across from a very dangerous woman, of that he had no doubt.

  He waved at Riesa, and asked Leanne, “Something to drink?”

  Leanne’s eyes flickered down to his crotch for a brief second, then when her eyes met his again, she blushed. To give the impression her mind had gone there at the idea of getting a drink.

  Her voice was still innocent however, when she said, “That sounds wonderful, thank you.”

  He nodded at Riesa, who quickly put together two iced teas and handed them to him and Leanne. He nodded at Riesa again, who gave Leanne one more look before leaving the room. He had no doubt his guardian his guardian would be lingering close by, however.

  He took a sip, and she followed suite.

  “Now that we’re settled, what can I do for you?”

  Leanne smiled, “The prelate has sent me to you, as a guide while you’re here, among other things,” she blushed again, “I am… a gift. I’ll answer any of your questions that you might have, this room is secure. She had it swept for bugs immediately after it was cleaned. I will warn you it’s likely not to stay that way, but you have her permission to find and crush any bugs with your magic, whenever you return to these rooms.”

  Definitely a honeypot scheme, and one he couldn’t quite figure out. If they expected him to fall for her and betray his people, then they had another thing coming.

  She also wasn’t lying, at all. She was offering him the use of her mind and body, there could be no mistaking it, and her prelate had sent her here to do so. Which… felt wrong, no matter how badly he wanted to ravish her first and talk second, he told his cock to wait its turn.

  “How is a person a gift. I know slavery isn’t allowed on this world, no more than it is in mine.”

  She bit her lip cutely, “I would do anything for my goddess, and for my prelate, of my own free will,” her eyes roved up and down my body, “it also isn’t a repulsive task, by any measure, sir.”

  Okay, that answered that question, she was attracted to him and wanted him, but she wasn’t here for him. She was here on her prelate’s orders. It also made his cock twitch, but he ignored that for the moment.

  “That’s a tempting offer, as I’m sure you’re well aware how exquisite you are, but why. I mean, why did she send you to me.”

  Leanne flushed with pleasure, “I do, but thank you, it’s always nice to hear. Especially from an attractive man. As to why, that’s a little complicated and involved. It’s not just a short-term convenience to have an unofficial route to your ears, because my prelate finds herself between a rock and hard place. It’s also in the hope of a long-term investment.”

  That was clear as mud.

  He shook his head, “At the risk of you leaving, what are your orders?”

  She said sweetly, “To warn you, tell you my prelate’s intentions, and to seduce you so hard that you’ll never want to let me go.”

  “To what end, that last one.”

  She blushed, then said, “So you’ll take me with you, when you leave. I would be yours, even though my ultimate loyalty would always be to the goddess I swear I would serve you well and competently, in bed and out. My prelate would rather reveal the full breadth of her plans in person, but suffice it to say she hopes for a deeper connection between our governments than a mere non-aggression treaty. I am a part of that.”

  It finally occurred to him that she could be completely ignorant of her prelate’s true goals. That it could all still be a lie, just a lie that Leanne wasn’t aware of. A simple but clever ploy of misdirection, and it put a spy in his bedroom and at his side twenty-four hours a day.

  But damned if he wasn’t tempted to say yes, what if she was telling the truth, and could be his ally in all of this. He wanted to believe it, because it would also mean the prelate had good intentions toward him and the kingdom he served.

  “You want that to happen?”

  She nodded, “I do, and I can be very convincing when I put my mind to it.”

  Obviously, still not about him, she was a true believer, and would be serving her goddess and prelate in becoming his servant for life if things went through.

  “The warning?”

  She replied, “The vote was close. Too close. Many of the archbishops and four of the six blessed would rather have a more… aggressively martial campaign to bring the rest of humanity into the one goddess’s light. Some are more rabid in their opinion than others. I’ll be able to watch out for you, and I’ll also feed you information in a timely manner that may keep you alive if certain situations arise. As to my qualifications outside of bed, I’ll bluntly and honestly tell you that I’m a trained spy, and my specialty is counterintelligence. I know all about the worms in this apple.”

  He grunted, “That’s why she asked for me?”

  She sighed, “Yes, I’m afraid so. She was afraid a normal ambassador would’ve been assassinated before she could say hello, so she needed one that could defend himself. She is in command here, and can prevent a mass movement against you, but she wanted someone here that could protect themselves from smaller and subtler threats from her internal opponents. The other reason she asked for you should be obvious, because there are two reasons,” she winked.

  He contemplated that for a moment, then chuckled.

  “I suppose I do have a reputation of not being able to say no to a beautiful woman, and you are in a class all your own.”

  She giggled, but also blushed, “Got it in one. She didn’t think the other celestial knights would’ve even let me in the door,” her innocent tone slightly marred by a breathiness. There was no doubt she wouldn’t be here without orders, but on the other hand there was also no doubt she was powerfully attracted to him. Wanted him, perhaps as much as he wanted her.

  It was shallow and selfish on both their parts, but that wasn’t a horrible place to start, the only question was if she was a truly shallow person. He knew he wasn’t. it hadn’t been much different with Riesa either, they’d both jumped into bed for selfish reasons, but he had to admit she was an impressive woman after getting to know her for a few days.

  It also cleared things up for him in a big way, the whole point of the honeypot scheme. If she was telling the truth and not just prepared lies, that is. The honeypot scheme was merely a negotiation tactic. Prelate Aria wanted something from the kingdom, something more than just peace.

  While a trained spy in counterintelligence was quite a generous offer in itself, as well as a resource for him and the kingdom to learn the deeper workings and details of the political landscape inside the Grand Communion’s government, it would be relatively easy to walk away from if Aria asked for too much.

  In other words, from a negotiation standpoint, it wasn’t enough to really skew the negotiation in her favor.

  Aria’s hope was obvious, that Leanne would steal his senses, win him over with her warm personality, intelligence, and even her good looks. No doubt with her talent in bed, and coquettish seduction as well. That he would fall in love with those qualities as well as her willingness to entertain him in bed, perhaps for the rest of their lives as his servant.

  Both aspects of that was a very attractive thing for a man like him, one that was a knight with power, he could use someone like her to watch his ass for internal politics, and what man ever didn’t want a goddess in his bed?

  Clearly, Aria believed she’d have a stronger position in that case to ask for more in the treaty, because what man wasn’t willing to give a little extra, and to do whatever it took to keep an incredible woman he loved at his side. She was also counting on the fact he’d figure that out, and not be able to help himself despite that. He did have a reputation as being a sucker for a beautiful face.

  Of course, where they’d miscalculated was the fact that he’d never fallen in love in his life, and despite her devastating beauty, intelligence, and wit, he wouldn’t be falling for this one either. Not even if she turned out to be the best fuck of his life, and an all-around perfect attendant and inferior sworn to him.

  So, he saw no reason not to partake of what was offered, and who knows, he may even get to keep her, assuming of course, that Prelate Aria didn’t get too greedy with her requests.

  Assuming of course, he’d gotten all that right, and Leanne wasn’t just an ignorant pawn in this game filled with lies she believed to be true herself. He’d keep an open mind on the matter.

  Time would tell. In the meantime, how could he possibly say no to some wild sex and inside information from a veritable goddess?

  He couldn’t, and the innocent smirk on Leanne’s face said she knew it, and that she couldn’t wait until they got to the fun part either.

  Well, he was never one to keep a lady waiting.

  He’d have to be cautious of course, this game could be as she’d laid out, an internal conflict with him and the prelate having at least similar goals and being sort of allies against a more radical faction in their government. Or, it could be something different entirely.

  But there was no reason to say no, and it’d be a lot of fun finding out how it all turned out.

  He put down the iced tea, and he stood to round the coffee table.

  “Why don’t we get to know each other a little better,” he said as he sat right next to her, and then put his hand on her leg. He sent just a hint of magic into her body and just felt, to figure out how to please her, what her mind and body needed from a lover. He wasn’t reading her mind or anything, not exactly, all it gave him were feelings to follow. But that was more than enough for a man that paid attention to his lover’s body and pleasure.

  Even though he could see right through it, the coquettish look of reluctance mixed with breathless desire on her innocently beautiful face was still devastating. The seduction of innocence reluctantly tempted until they gave in passionately, was powerful in combination with her face and made for sex body. It wasn’t all fake either, there was a part of her that was nervous, and outside of rumors that one of their spies may have picked up about him, she didn’t truly know he was one to take care of any woman he took to bed. To give her pleasure, which would let his flow naturally from that.

  She hardly knew him, really. He knew part of that breathlessness was his looks, how in shape he was, and his power as a celestial. Women were drawn to power, that was undeniable. But he suspected a part of it was on behalf of her goddess and even her dedication to prelate Aria. No women was that turned on, with a man they barely knew, under normal circumstances.

  So it was a bit kinky, how turned on by the idea of fucking him for her goddess and government that she was.

  Regardless, he was a little surprised by what he was feeling from her, and what his magic was telling him. Nine times out of ten a woman wanted a man to take charge them, and most of those it was on the level of a give and take, slow and deliberate as a reassurance they were in control and could stop it, even if they felt the thrill of being consumed by a man and surrendered to it. About half of those had a basic kink or two, the most common of which was a good hard spanking during sex.

  Some few had deeper kinks, actually craved anal sex, being tied up, and other things.

  But every once in a while, he ran across a woman that truly wanted to be dominated by a man. Taken and used harshly, to the point it hurt but didn’t truly harm, then showered in aftercare and cherishment after that harsh claiming. He was a little shocked to learn that Leanne was one of those.

  It also informed his style. Usually, as a matter of course he went down on a woman first. His philosophy was that if he couldn’t get them to scream and cum on his lips and fingertips, then he didn’t deserve to stick his cock in. But in this case to truly please the woman before him, he needed to be a selfish and domineering fuck.