Page 29 of His Noble Savior

“You can touch me,” Richard said, friendly humor lacing his voice.

Emboldened, Lilian slid his hands to Richard’s muscular thighs. He grabbed onto them and pushed toward Richard,bringing his back to Richard’s chest. Skin met skin with a wet sound, and Lilian sank against him, dropping his head on Richard’s shoulder.

“This is nice,” Lilian said and closed his eyes, letting the warmth of the scented water and Richard’s presence lull him in. This was his safe space.

Richard swallowed audibly. Was he worried about his bodily reactions? Lilian twisted and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, hoping to soothe him.

Richard turned his head, and their mouths slanted together. A hot, slow kiss developed, melting Lilian into a puddle of goo, and a moan escaped him.

He shouldn’t have seduced Richard to join him in the bath. He shouldn’t be kissing him. Richard wasn’t his. The missive from the Spring Court was a painful reminder that Richard was going to marry someone else. He and Richard wouldn’t last. The deeper they fell into this, the harder the cut would be when they inevitably had to separate.

Lilian broke the kiss and leaned back on Richard. They relaxed in comfortable silence as heat flowed through Lilian.

Something brushed his buttocks, moving between his cheeks. He stilled, not daring to breathe. Richard was getting hard.

“I’d never hurt you,” Richard whispered in his ear and goosebumps raced over Lilian’s skin.

Richard thickened in his crease. He pulsed against Lilian’s skin. It should’ve made him run, but in reality, it did the opposite. He was relaxing into it.. In captivity, he’d thought that the feeling of a man’s cock would forever frighten him. He’d thought it’d remind him of the agony he’d gone through.

This was different. Lilian liked the feel of Richard’s desire. He was proud to provoke this reaction in such an intelligent and composed man. It was hard to believe that Richard found himhandsome.

“You’re really attracted to me?” Lilian still couldn’t believe it.

“Insanely so.” Richard’s voice was rough with restrained arousal. His cock twitched between Lilian’s cheeks. “I’m sorry this is happening. I promise I have myself under control, and I’d never do anything you didn’t want. Never.”

“You feel nice.”

“Nice?” Amusement swung in Richard’s tone.

Lilian squeezed Richard’s thighs, then rotated in his lap, straddling him. A rare pink had crept into Richard’s cheeks, and he’d splayed his arms on the broad rim of the tub. He looked glorious with his skin flushed from the bath. His eyelids hung low, and he gave Lilian a sultry look, one corner of his lips lifting.

Lilian kissed the line of his jaw, then dipped lower to close his mouth over Richard’s pulse point. He earned a pleased hum and sucked, letting go before he left a bruise.

Cradling Richard’s face, Lilian sought his hazel gaze. He could drown in that sea of emerald and gold. Lilian’s hands wandered down Richard’s neck and to his collarbone. His skin was smooth and damp, and Lilian bit his lip when he reached Richard’s pecs and ran his digits over those pink nipples. They hardened when he took the centers between his splayed fingers and squeezed. He continued to Richard’s stomach where the muscles rippled under his touch. Such soft skin. Lilian trailed his fingertips over those firm ridges, itching to go lower and explore something else.

Richard’s cock was hidden by the bubbles floating in the bath, and Lilian threw the spot where he expected it a longing look. “I want to touch you.”

“You are touching me,” Richard said with a spark of mischief in his eyes.

“You know what I mean.”

“Feel free.”

Lilian held his gaze as his hands snuck down Richard’s abdomen. He found Richard’s cock and grabbed him, running a hand up his shaft, feeling him. Richard’s fingers curled on the tub’s rim, the muscles in his arms straining as he held back.

Lilian cupped Richard’s glans, his other hand sliding along his length, sizing him up. Richard was of perfect size and girth. After the giant orcs, Lilian didn’t understand the obsession some men had with massive cocks. Richard’s size was ideal—not so big that he’d hurt Lilian, but large enough to satisfy.

Wait— What was he thinking? He ought to keep his mind out of the gutter. Richard wouldn’t appreciate his train of thought. Or would he? He’d dropped his head on the tub’s rim and was watching Lilian from underneath his heavy lids. A man who minded Lilian’s touch wouldn’t look this aroused.

“What are you going to do?” Richard asked.

“I don’t know.”

“If you want to keep playing with me, you can, though I should warn you that I might come.”

Excitement flashed through Lilian. He hadn’t thought about how he’d feel about bringing Richard to climax. What would he look like the moment orgasm claimed him? Richard had seen Lilian come but not vice versa. Lilian bet he’d look stunning. Like a wild animal unleashed.

“Can I touch you too?” Richard asked.

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