His Royal Slut

The room smelled of sweat, cologne, and wet desire.

Raine didn’t think twice. He eased himself down onto Daniel’s dick, throwing his head back in pleasure.

Their groans and moans were the only sounds filling the room. Daniel grabbed Raine’s waist and thrust upward, his body glistening with sweat.

They were on their fourth round. Neither of them wanted to stop or maybe they simply couldn’t get enough of each other.

“Daniel,” Raine moaned loudly, his voice trembling.

“Turn over,” Daniel growled softly.

Raine obeyed. He lay back on the bed while Daniel spread his legs wide. Daniel moved up, positioning himself between Raine’s thighs.

He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching him open. Raine moaned at the fullness, his walls clenching tightly around Daniel’s cock.

Daniel filled him completely, pausing to let him adjust before he began to move. His thrusts were deep and steady, the kind that made Raine’s toes curl.

He fucked him harder, one hand pinning Raine’s wrists above his head, the other gripping his hip. Raine wrapped his legs around Daniel, meeting every thrust. Sweat glistened on their bodies as Daniel kissed his neck, then his collarbone. He moved lower, taking one of Raine’s nipples into his mouth.

Raine gasped, arching his back as Daniel sucked gently while his thrusts grew harder.

Daniel released Raine’s wrists and reached for his cock. He wrapped his hand around it, stroking in time with his increasingly sloppy thrusts.

Raine came again, harder this time. His ass clenched tightly around Daniel as cum spilled across his stomach and thighs. Daniel followed soon after, burying himself deep with a low, guttural moan as he spilled inside him. They collapsed together, breathing heavily, bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.

Raine closed his eyes, his body drained of strength. He pressed himself against Daniel’s chest while Daniel wrapped his arms tightly around him.

“I have to go,” Daniel said, his voice low.

Raine didn’t say anything, but the smile on his face disappeared. He wasn’t supposed to feel hurt. He already knew from their three years together that Daniel never stayed after sex. Still, he tried again.

“Stay a little longer. I could prepare breakfast for you,” Raine muttered.

Daniel breathed out and removed his hand from Raine’s waist before standing up. “You know I can’t. I have things to do.”

Raine didn’t reply. He only stared silently at the empty space beside him.

Daniel looked at him for a moment, then turned around and walked toward the bathroom, closing the door gently behind him.

The sound of running water soon filled the room. Thirty minutes later, Daniel has showered, dressed, and ready to leave.

Raine was still in the same spot, eyes closed. Daniel knew he wasn’t asleep. He sat on the edge of the bed beside him and pulled him closer.

Raine opened his eyes immediately, glaring at Daniel. Daniel only laughed and pecked his lips, murmuring quietly into his ear.

“Be a good boy for me while I’m gone.”

Raine hit Daniel lightly on the chest, his face turning red. “Fuck off,” he said.

Daniel left minutes later, leaving Raine still on the bed, staring at the now empty space beside him.

Their relationship was only a contract, sex buddies, as they called it until one of them wanted to stop or one of them got married. Feelings were not supposed to get involved. They had both agreed on that from the beginning. Daniel did it for the pleasure he found only in Raine, and Raine did it for the money Daniel paid him.

But for the past seven months, Raine had been having second thoughts. He had grown more clingy and got jealous anytime he saw Daniel with other people.

He never said it out loud. He knew what he was feeling, but lying to himself felt safer. He wasn’t ready to lose their three-year arrangement over some stupid feelings.

Daniel had made it clear from the start: the moment feelings got involved, they would end things. Raine wasn’t ready for that.

Daniel had helped him paid his debts, covered his school fees, bought him an apartment, changed his wardrobe, and even gave him a monthly allowance.

Their relationship was a secret no one else could know about. Daniel was from a royal family, the prince of the country they lived in, Avanguard.

Raine stood up from the bed and limped slightly toward the bathroom. He bathed, got dressed, and changed the soiled bedsheets.

He went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for himself. His mind was far away from what he was doing, and he considered skipping class that morning.

He served himself, then sat on the couch and began eating while scrolling through TikTok on his phone. He kept scrolling, laughing at funny videos, until he came across a certain news post.

“Daniel Knight and Betty Calavarn seen at the gala together.”

The picture showed Betty with her arms wrapped around Daniel’s waist, her body pressed against him in a hug, while Daniel had his hand on her head, patting it gently.

Raine gripped his spoon tightly, his eyes growing glossy. He had seen the news. Betty had returned from abroad six months ago, and since then, she had always been seen with Daniel.

Some people said she was crushing on him. Others said they were dating. They were called the golden couple of the country.

Raine had never had the courage to ask Daniel about it. It wasn’t his place. They were only together for the arrangement, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

Seeing another woman beside Daniel did something to his stomach he couldn’t explain.

He gripped his phone tightly, a lump forming in his throat. He had never met Betty, but he had heard about her. One time, Daniel had been with him when her call came in. Daniel had left him in the middle of sex to attend to her.

Raine had been angry and hurt, but Daniel had begged for forgiveness the next day, saying it was something important. Raine had let it go.

Before he could angrily scroll past the news, his doorbell rang.

He stood up, walked to the door, a

nd opened it. Seeing the person standing there, his scowl deepened.

“What do you want?”