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sit next to him on the divan.
    “He'd do anything to stay with her,” Reece said. “ Anything. Frankly, I think the guy is nuts.”
    Lara laughed. “Is it possible for a eunuch to be nuts?”
    “That's enough out of you, Miss Kensington. Give the guy a break.”
    “How about I give you a kiss, instead?”
    “If you insist.”
    She kissed the corner of his mouth. “How's your chest?”
    “And that's another thing,” he said. “The guy risks his life for their princess and they don't even numb the area before they start sewing him back up.”
    “Did it hurt?” she asked, tracing the large white bandage across his chest with one finger.
    “What do you think?”
    “Poor baby,” she murmured and kissed him again. “Even if they aren't grateful, I am.”
    “Sweetheart, don't get me excited. That eunuch guy is coming back and if he sees me in this condition, they'll cut it off just for the hell of it.” Lara glanced at the tent in his pants wondering how he could be so easily excited.
    “Maybe they’ll just tie a string around it until it falls off.” Reece covered his ears with both hands. “La la la la la. I can't hear you.”

    “I'm just teasing you,” she said. She placed a hand on his crotch and looked up into his eyes earnestly. “I've seen what you can do with this. I'd never want anything to happen it. Go take a nap so scary eunuch Dimitri can leave us alone and we can make out.”
    “I'm not sure if that's safe.”
    “What? Napping or making out?”
    “Being alone with you.”
    She chuckled. “I'll stop threatening Nasir's manhood if it makes you feel better.”
    “If he feels the need to have it removed, he can wait until I'm long gone. I'm all for new experiences but I have to draw the line somewhere.”
    “Where's your sense of adventure?”
    “I left it in my other pants.”
    She laughed and hugged his arm. “Come on, my brave hero, let's get you to bed. I'll behave myself doing whatever bored harem girls are supposed to do in their free time.
    A nice leisurely bath, perhaps.”
    Reece stretched out on the divan and closed his eyes. “I'm sleeping. I'm sleeping,” he said. “Please wait until I wake up to take your bath.”
    “Very well,” she murmured. She stood and leaned over to kiss his forehead. “But only because you said please.”

Chapter Eight
    When Reece opened his eyes again, the sun had set. Candles and torches kept the room well-lit. He lifted his head and lowered it again when he noticed Farima sitting in pile of cushions beside the bed. Maisha stood behind her waving a fan to keep her princess cool.
    Reece reached for a cup of water sitting on the floor beside the divan and downed it in three thirsty gulps. He set the cup on the floor and lay back down. He was stil a bit woozy, but feeling much better than he had before his nap.
    “Did you sleep well?” Farima asked.
    No signs of Lara. She was solidly Farima. Reece wondered why. Had something happened while he’d been asleep?
    Reece yawned and stretched his arms over his head. “Yes. I’m not a very good guard. Sleeping on the job.”
    “I watched our princess,” Maisha said. “Had she been in any danger I would have awoken you immediately.”
    “I am glad she has a trustworthy friend in you,” Reece said.
    Maisha lowered her eyes. “Friend? I am but her slave.” Farima reached up and took Maisha’s hand. “But you are my friend, Maisha. I love you. Since the moment you came to my father’s palace.” Maisha released a shuddering breath. “Oh princess, I love you more than life. As a friend. As a lover.”
    Perhaps this was why Lara was incognito and Farima was running the show.
    Watching the two women make love would be hotter than hel . Reece’s cock stirred to attention at the mere thought. Nasir was definitely in agreement. The man was surprisingly randy for a guy with no balls.

    “Show her how much you love her, Maisha,” Reece prodded. “I’m not sure she understands.”
    “I give her