He is delectable.
“No, not just looking,” I say and grab his hips, pulling him back to me. Oh, I can already sense a rush of heat down my body.
“I missed you,” Luke whispers, and it feels like being fed the sweetest little cake when he adds a kiss to his words.
I shiver at the throb of excitement in my balls.
“Yes,” I rasp and make a fast dip to grab his thighs and wrap them around my hips.
I live for the sweet, surprised gasp I get in response, and for the weight of his slender arms around my neck. That’s the one collar I’m willing to wear for as long as I breathe.
“Fuck. I keep forgetting how strong you are. You carry me like I weigh nothing,” he says, smiling, and I would gladly freeze this moment in time.
After being stuck in my brother’s shadow my whole life, I’m not only seen, but also touched, hugged, kissed. Luke plays with my hair as if I mean more to him than a way to pass the time as he waits to go home. But my thoughts also turn much darker when I sense his cock harden against my stomach.
I wonder if he’d have liked my twin as much as he likes me. He was just as handsome, and a part of me worries that maybe Luke would have preferred a real prince, not the impostor, but as my lover leans in, kissing me, the gloom is chased away. I stumble toward the nearest empty stall and place him on top of a tall wooden box so that he sits at the height of my hips. “I like having you close and despise every hour we’re apart.”
He stills, silent for a moment as I run my hands up and down his thighs, unable to stop touching him. The way his legs open for me drives me mad.
“Same. I’m glad you can take time out of your busy day filled with princely duties tocourtme.” His fingers slide up my stomach in a teasing motion, and the thin layer of leather separating us somehow enhances the sensation instead of being an uncomfortablebarrier.
“No day is too busy for my promised,” I rasp, supporting his back with one hand while I rub my face into his fragrant neck, then leave kisses on his shoulders before finding respite in the warmth of his chest.
Sometimes, I wish our flesh would merge so he wouldn’t even consider leaving me behind after we’re wed, but I still have time left to show him that he will only gain by staying at my side. I can’t wait to feel his shadow easily within reach of mine.
“You’re just saying that ‘cause you’re horny,” Luke whispers with a grin and slides his hand over my trapped cock. He almost purrs, looking into my eyes. I never imagined being so lucky with my choice of Dark Companion, but it seems destiny does know better than any elf can.
Kyranis wouldn’t have valued Luke for what he is. He would have used and discarded him, and thinking about it makes my latent hate for him burn hot again. Because Luke is sweet and deserves more than being a convenient weapon. I would have never committed him to a life of containment in the shadowild, and not just because I know painfully well how lonely an existence that is.
“I only have one horn, but I see you’ve already found it,” I rasp, rolling my hips against his hand while my own fingers wander over his flesh.
“Maybe just one, but the size of it…” Luke laughs and bites his lip, rubbing his open palm over my stiff dick.
He’s the perfect match for me. I knew it from the moment he let me inside for the first time. Back then, he was afraid of me but couldn’t deny himself the pleasure of my touch. Beautiful, with his slender fingers and round ears, he’s a willing vessel for my lust. Whenever I worry that I might be suffocating him with my greed for his flesh after years of unsated need, he proves he wants me just as much. It’s a revelation I sometimes question even though I am handsome, attentive, and powerful.
My gaze drops to where his cock is trapped under the thin layer of octopus skin, and I kneel, opening my mouth to lick the cockhead. The clean aroma of leather spreads on my tongue, but the heat of his arousal is impossible to miss even through the barrier. “I want you to smell of me.”
His breath quickens. “Mark me then.”
A rush of emotion drives me to suck where his balls are trapped under the suit, and as he stiffens, letting out a choked moan, I come back up, kissing and squeezing his lean torso on my way.
I’m a bull in a rut, and I will shatter anything standing between me and my mate. “That’s what you want? To walk among our subjects knowing I’ve had you so recently?”
His eyes gloss over, and a flush reaches the tips of his ears. “Is thatproper, Your Highness?” Luke teases as if he’s not encouraging my love bites every day. He loves his neck sucked so much I might have to turn into a vampire to satiate his need for it. I’d do that for him.
It scares me how much I’d do for him, but he brings me so much joy, consequences cease to matter.
I shake my head and spread his legs wide before thrusting between them to make our groins rub. The squeak of leather never aroused me before, but I suppose there’s a first time for anything.
“Not proper at all. But you have a way of getting under my skin, little human.”
He rocks against me, and an unruly lock of hair falls over his face, but he doesn’t seem to care, moving his gaze between our cocks and my face. Every bit of him is hidden under the skintight outfit, and I’m torn between wanting to hide him away, and showing him off so everyone can see his beautiful shape and know they’ll never taste him.
I need to see his ass. I just do. So I step back and pull him off the box. A yelp escapes his lips as his feet land on the floor, but I don’t give him any time to think and spin him around. With elbows resting where he’d just been sitting, he pushes his hips back, and I’m enchanted by the curve of his spine and the tempting line of his backside.
Maybe a man like me doesn’t deserve all this beauty, but he knows who I am and he’s never tried pushing me away for it.
“Excellent,” I say, sliding my handover his taint, and then down his inner thigh. He whimpers and spreads his legs wider for me as I glide my thumb between his buttocks. “You should have a fastening here, so I have easy access to you when we go out riding…”
