Hive Knight: A Dark Fantasy LitRPG (Trinity of the Hive Book 1) by Grayson Sinclair (black authors fiction txt) 📕

I wasn’t the only one looking. Eris had her eyes glued to them as well with a curious and somewhat covetous look on her face. She seems wistful of Sylvia's generous assets. Though I rather liked Eris’s chest, even I couldn’t disagree that the pair of breasts in my face were anything short of spectacular.

Eris stood off the bed and walked over to get a better look, nearly pressing her face to Syl’s breasts. She reached out a hand and with a nod from Syl, touched her. Syl let out a soft squeak, likely at the heat from Eris’s hand, but she soon acclimated.

Syl ran her hand through Eris’s hair and dislodged her hood, baring her ears and eyes. Her eyes widened a bit, but she quickly smiled. “I’ve never seen such a cute demi before!”

My sudden panic at Syl seeing Eris was replaced by a pang of jealousy. Eris was enraptured by Syl’s chest, and her fingers played lightly around her bust and nipples. Admittedly it was a provocative scene, but watching Eris with someone else was difficult.

I tried to suppress it, but when Eris suddenly stopped and pulled her hands back from Syl, I knew she’d felt my disapproval.

“Sorry, Syl. I can’t,” Eris said.

Syl looked up with a regretful expression and even seemed a little hurt. “Is it my looks?” she asked.

“Of course, it isn’t,” she said with a shake of her head. “But my bonded doesn’t like to share, it seems.”

A nod of understanding replaced the sad look on Syl's face. Even if she wasn’t happy about being turned away, she could at least take solace that it wasn’t her looks that factored into it. She slowly buttoned up her shirt, giving Eris one final long glance at her breasts, and a mischievous grin. Once she was presentable again, she bowed to us and bid us a good evening, shutting the door behind her as she left.

Soon as the door latched, I sank back onto the bed. It was as fluffy as I imagined and was heavenly after the day’s ride and eased some of my aches and pains. I sat up as Eris crawled towards me, her eyes asking me why. I sighed heavily and leaned back into her shoulder. Her arms came up to wrap around my neck. She leaned over to rest her chin against my collarbone and kissed the base of my throat.

“I’m touched that our bond matters to you, love. At first, I feared you only accepted it out of necessity, and I’m glad that isn’t true. But I really didn’t mind. She was rather striking, and I would have liked it if we both could have spent the evening with her.”

I kissed Eris back. “I did promise you I would give us a chance, and I can’t deny any longer how I feel about you. I care about you, and because of that, I don’t know if I can share you.”

Eris smiled wide at me. Her lips pulled back over her bright white teeth as she attempted to split her face in two with her smile. She kissed me quickly and ran her hand over my cheek. “Took you long enough to figure that out, love,” she laughed.

“What can I say, I’m a slow learner,” I said, but a thought struck me. “Do entomancers normally involve others in their bonds?”

Eris nodded, her chin digging into my shoulder, “All the time, it wasn’t uncommon for a prominent member of the nobility to have several bondmates. It was considered normal.”

“I thought you didn’t want our bonding to be like the others?”

“I don’t, and it’s not. You just admitted yourself that you care for me. I’m not a tool or a plaything for you, so what does it matter if we bring in someone else to spend time with? I see no reason why we shouldn’t.”

I leaned back into her, trying to come up with a reason other than the fact that I simply didn’t like the idea of it, I didn’t think I could bring myself to sleep with someone else, even if Eris wanted it and wanted to be a part of it. A pit formed in my stomach as I considered it. “We just got together, let’s not rush things okay?”

She hugged into my back. “It’s fine, love. I promise,” she said, but she couldn’t hide the slight disappointment in her voice. Eris pulled my head back to kiss my forehead, my nose, and then my lips. “But if I can’t have her and you together, then you’ll have to work extra hard tonight.”

I laughed, and the laughter took away the uneasy awkwardness that had been lingering in the air. “As long as it doesn’t involve any more poisoned rabbits.”

“I think we can do without,” she said.

I leaned over and traced my hand over her scar. “Still, I’m sorry about this. I—“

“I like the scar, Sam. So, shut up and kiss me already!”

Eris straddled me and pushed me to the bed, her lips already pressed against mine. And I relented, giving in to her and returning her affections.

In the morning, I begrudgingly climbed out of bed, covered in dried sweat, and exhausted. We’d spent hours tangled up together and didn’t manage to fall asleep until light was breaking over the horizon. My gaze caught the tray of food left forgotten on the table by the bed. I brought the food over to the nightstand and gently shook Eris awake. She opened her eyes and smiled when they focused on me. She languidly sat up and stretched while letting out a gigantic yawn.

“Breakfast, love,” I said.

She giggled and blushed. “Don’t you mean dinner?”

“Whatever it is, hurry up and eat. We have a meeting in Central at mid-day.”