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their mother’s rules when far from her line of sight, for the other women in the village would be sure to set the child in his place and then take him to his mother so that she may know of the wrong that was done.
    His people were so different from the humans who seemed to be steadily invading the kingdom—one mating ceremony at a time.
    He shuddered.
    Mating and humans.
    What could be worse?
    Surely, there was no fate so grave as to compare to being shackled to a human mate for all eternity. The very thought nearly sent him spiraling into a frenzy. Yet, one of his brothers had done so, as had a man so close a friend that Rossi thought of him as a brother. Kabril and Sachin had taken humans for mates. Or rather, those strange bird gods who so many prayed to had deemed the two sets matches. Rossi flinched at the idea the meddlesome gods would get to him eventually. They’d been going in order of birth to date, so he felt confident they would not bother with him for some time yet.
    At least Aeson, another of his brothers, had managed to find a woman who had some of the blood of their people in her veins.
    Habit left Rossi reaching behind him slightly, his hand meeting with the cool metal of his sword. It was nestled carefully behind him, close to his body and easy to snatch hold of, should the need arise. And with the current state of the realm, one never knew when that moment might be.
    The kingdom sat perched on the edge of all-out war. In recent weeks, Lazar, a trusted guard and advisor to the kingdom of Hawks—who also happened to be the rightful heir to the throne of the hawks’ sworn enemy—had claimed his mate and made it known that he would rise to the throne regardless what obstacles lay in his path, moving one step closer to going for what he’d been born to rule.
    Rossi liked Lazar, despite Lazar being of the falcon’s lines. The man was strong and brave, and he would one day make a great leader—perhaps even helping to bring peace between the rival kingdoms. Before that day could come, the current king of the falcons, rumored to be in the throes of madness, gripped by the stirring of the twisted , would need to be removed from power. While he steadily lost favor with his people, he still had enough pull to retain his throne, and for now was ruling his kingdom with fear and extreme aggression.
    Rossi could not imagine such a fate for the people of the hawks. They had always trusted in his family’s rule of their kingdom. None in his line had ever betrayed their own—or set their armies upon their own kind.
    Unlike the king of the falcons.
    Rossi tried to clear his mind of thoughts of war as he looked to the private entertainment he’d called for earlier in the evening. His cock twitched as he watched the women who filled the room dance and caress one another. They wore the customary garb of the women of the harems. Thin material covered their sex and their breasts. He could easily make out their nipples and he smiled as one of the woman began running her hands over another’s breasts.
    These women had seen to his needs many times over the last several cycles. They knew his likes in the bedchamber and knew the level of kink he desired. He smiled, thinking on his last visit to the human realm. He’d had a memorable encounter there, in a club that catered to fantasies. There, Rossi had watched a group of women pleasuring a man. He found he liked watching others copulate. It turned him on, lighting a fire in his groin so that when he did seek out personal pleasure, he often came hard and fierce.
    He wanted such an experience now. He wanted to watch these women being taken by another man before he joined in, fucking one senseless.
    His wants were somewhat perverse, but he cared not. He clicked his fingers, gaining the attention of the women. “Dance.”
    They shared a look with one another and some giggled as they began to do as they were bid. Rossi ran his hand over his leather-covered cock and found he