Kian watched as the slave hurriedly left the dance floor, his heart racing with an emotion he couldn't quite place. He had never felt this way about anyone before, not even his own betrothed. As the other nobles whispered and gossiped around him, he barely registered their presence. All that mattered was Sunny.

The night wore on, and Kian found himself unable to focus on anything but the memory of those blue eyes and the feel of Sunny's soft skin against his own.

Kian's eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice, quickly sitting up in bed as he recognized it was indeed Sunny who had brought him breakfast. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he took in the sight of the boy standing in the doorway, dressed in a simple white apron and black pants. "Sunny," he breathed out, sounding almost hoarse from lack of sleep. "Thank you for bringing me breakfast."

Kian froze, his body tense as he felt the other man's lips press against his own. For a moment, shock registered on his features before they melted into desire and need. His hand slid up Sunny's back, tangling in his hair, as he deepened the kiss. His tongue traced the shape of Sunny's teeth, dancing with his own as they exchanged breath and heat.

Kian pulled back as well, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he took in deep breaths to steady himself. His eyes locked onto Sunny's flushed cheeks and lips, still swollen from their kiss. "There's nothing to apologize for," he murmured, a note of huskiness in his voice. "I enjoyed that just as much as you did." He leaned forward again, brushing his lips against Sunny's before stepping back and continuing down the hall. "

As her cries filled the air, Kian's body tensed and shuddered as he spilled his seed inside her. He held her tight against him, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they tried to steady themselves. "Evie," he murmured her name, his voice hoarse from exertion and desire. His fingers moved slower now, still buried deep within her as he savored the feel of them moving together like this, connected by more than just their bodies.

Kian couldn't help but smile at the sound of her purring against him, his fingers moving gently inside her as he held her close. Her cat girl nature was both alluring and exhilarating, making him feel like they were connected on a deeper level than anyone else in the room. He leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead before pulling back slightly, his gaze sweeping over her face. "You are truly unique," he murmured, his voice filled with wonder and appreciation.

Kian froze, his heart leaping into his throat at the confession. For a moment, he couldn't breathe, couldn't move. It was as if time had stopped around them, and all that existed was this perfect moment of clarity. He looked down at Sunny, their face still pale but flushed with sleep, and felt his own eyes prickle with unshed tears. "I-I love you too," he managed to get out in a voice barely above a whisper.

Kian's heart swelled, filling his chest until it ached with the weight of all the emotion coursing through him. "And you are mine," he whispered back, pressing a gentle kiss to Sunny's forehead before nuzzling into their hair. "I promise to always protect you and keep you safe, no matter what." His fingers trailed up and down Sunny's arm in a soothing gesture as he held the other boy close.

He knew that their relationship would be far from easy;

Her teasing was exquisite torture, and he found himself unable to resist her advances. With a growl of frustration, he moved closer, reaching out to gently grab her hips as he pressed his body against hers in the steamy shower stall. "Let me see," he demanded hoarsely, wanting nothing more than to devour every inch of her skin.

Her breath hitched as she felt his erection press against her lower back, and she knew that she had him right where she wanted him.

His eyes narrowed as he studied her expressive face, the mischief dancing in them making it clear that she knew exactly what effect she was having on him. "I want to see everything," he growled roughly, leaning in closer until their bodies were flush against one another. His hands moved up her sides, cupping her breasts through the soapy water as he began to knead and massage them roughly.

Evie moaned softly, arching into his touch as she felt him take control of the situation. "Then look,"

Kian chuckles softly before standing up, offering a hand down to help Sunny to his feet as well. "Very well," he says with a mischievous glint in his eye, leading the smaller boy out of the stall and back into the main area of the bathroom. "Lead the way."

As they exit the bathroom together, Kian can't help but feel triumphant. No one had ever stood up to him before, but somehow this beautiful creature has managed to do so...

Kian takes one last look around the ballroom, his gaze lingering on the many guests who stare at them curiously as they make their way across the room. He ignores their whispers and speculative glances, focused only on the boy by his side. "Come," he says softly, leading Sunny toward his private chambers.

As they near his door, Kian pauses to face Sunny, cupping the other boy's cheek in his hand. "I want you to know that I will keep my word,"