Page 21 of The Sunbound Princess
My knees loosened. I bit my lip harder, the pressure between my legs unbearable.
Dain’s movements were fluid and graceful, his powerful hips rolling as he claimed Nikolas with unhurried thrusts. Nikolas wrapped his legs around Dain’s waist and then tugged him down for a kiss.
Their mouths met in a passionate tangle, their groans joining the soft, wet sound of Dain’s cock spearing Nikolas over and over.
“Harder,” Nikolas rasped against Dain’s lips. “Make me feel it tomorrow.”
Dain’s growl rattled the night. Rearing back, he grabbed Nikolas’s wrists and pinned them above Nikolas’s head with one hand. He used his other to shove one of Nikolas’s legs higher. Then he drove into him with punishing thrusts, each punch of his dick drawing grunts from both men.
“Like this?” Dain demanded, snapping his hips.
“Fuck, yes,” Nikolas gasped, tossing his head on the grass. “Just like that.”
Dain fucked him harder, water droplets flinging from his hair. The slap of their bodies grew louder, thesmacksechoing sharply.
Nikolas’s cock, which had been soft against his stomach, began to harden again. With each of Dain’s thrusts, it bobbed and swelled until it stood proud once more.
“Look at you,” Dain panted, releasing Nikolas’s wrists to wrap a tight fist around Nikolas’s shaft. “So greedy, getting hard for me again.”
Nikolas bucked in Dain’s grip, his mouth open on a gasp. He dug his fingers into the grass, clinging to the ground like he worried he might fly away. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not,” Dain grunted. “I’m giving you what you want.” He bent over Nikolas, his blue eyes sheened with possessiveness. “And you want everything, don’t you?” Dain pumped his hips—slap, slap, slap—delivering three vicious thrusts that made Nikolas cry out. “You want a big dick in your pretty hole and a tight fist on your cock. Isn’t that right?”
Nikolas squeezed his eyes shut, his features twisted in ecstasy as Dain continued working his shaft. “Yeah. Oh fuck, yeah. Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“Me too,” Dain grunted. “Fuck, here I come.”
They cried out together. Creamy ropes spurted from Nikolas’s dick, semen splashing Dain’s hand and Nikolas’s chest. The sight seemed to tip Dain over the edge, because he gave a hoarse bellow before shuddering as he pumped against Nikolas’s ass.
For a long moment, they stayed liked that, panting and trembling. Then Dain pulled out and collapsed beside Nikolas on the riverbank. They lay shoulder to shoulder, chests heaving as they stared at the stars twinkling in the sky.
“You weren’t kidding about making me feel it tomorrow,” Nikolas said with a breathless laugh.
Dain turned his head, his expression soft. “You asked for it.”
“I did.” Nikolas looked at Dain, the move turning his face away from me. But his tone was affectionate as he tangled his fingers with Dain’s. “And I’ll ask for it again.”
I lowered my hand from my mouth. At last, the voice in my head persuaded me to leave—to stop intruding on the conversation that was somehow more intimate than sex.
My legs shook as I picked my way toward camp, braced for a shout to signal that I’d been caught. But no sound came, and I stumbled back to my bed of ferns with a guilty conscience and two thoughts buzzing in my head.
I hadn’t thought of Corvus once as I watched the men.
And things had just gotten a whole lot more complicated.
Chapter
Six
DAIN
Morning light filtered through the trees as I scuffed my boot over the last of the campfire’s embers.
Helios had been the first to wake, loudly announcing daybreak just as the sun’s rays lightened the sky.
“A good day to breaksomething,”Nikolas had muttered as he lifted onto one elbow.
The sunsprite had shot him a dirty look before declaring he was “starved” and needed “better light” to break his fast. Before Nikolas or I could question him, he’d zipped off in a blurry streak. He’d returned shortly afterward, noticeably brighter but no less irritable.
