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sight of the others until the tourney. If they realize you are fighting for the female …”

Beck laughed. “They’ll turn tail and walk off.”

“But, if they pay their money first, we have a strict no refund

policy, Your Highness,” Rhys explained.

“Fine,” Beck said, covering a yawn. “I’ll stay out of sight. I need a

nap, anyway.”

Rhys stood and gestured to the room at the back of his office. “I

had a pallet made out for just such an occasion.” Beck stood as the

gnome frowned. “Your Highness, would you like for me to find a

female for you? To take care of your needs?”

Beck growled, but it was at himself. He was still hard as a rock.

“No. I can’t now. I’ve seen her, touched her. She is mine, and that

makes me hers. I’ll be fine.”

He pushed through the curtains and gratefully sank into the down

mattress on the floor. The curtains closed and Beck was alone. He

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heard Rhys exit the main section of the tent. Beck pulled his boots off,

thinking about the fact that he couldn’t take another female. It was as

his mother had promised him. Meg was his, and the thought of

another female was now repugnant to him. Beck laid back and

loosened his trousers. He smiled up at the canvas roof of the tent. But

the thought of her…

His hand closed around his swollen cock. He slowly pumped up

and down, thinking of her luscious tits and that pretty little mouth of

hers. She could spew some shrewish waste out of that mouth. Beck

decided whenever she said something he didn’t like, he would simply

have to find a way to shut her up.

His cock lengthened further. Beck brushed his thumb across the

swollen head. The small slit in the head of his dick was weeping.