Page 19 of Serpent In White
He abruptly grabs my hands to stop them, pinning them above my head. I gasp, but it sounds more like a moan, and he likes it. I know he likes it, because I can hear him thinking.
Mmm… You’re right. I know you want it.
I blink.You want it, too.
He leans over me, extending his long tongue to trace my lips, thinking as he does,You know I do… King.
Writhing under him, the heat surrounding us is visible. A large, orange ball of fire swallowing us up on this bed. Drake’s lips and tongue descend my jaw, and my neck, and the flames spread to the comforter, then the pillows.
He lets go of my hands enough to tug his shirt over his head. It catches fire too as he tosses it aside. Then he slides mine up my torso, much slower, fingers tracing the lines of me as he goes.
I love that you want me so badly…
His eyes come up to mine as I witness him swallow.We only do this now.
I know, I tell him, even though I hate it. But it’s the truth.
Empyrean is us together as much as it is us apart. It’s the only time we can be like this.
Drake removes my shirt completely, a scorching blaze igniting the bedposts as he goes for my pants, and I go for his.
What am I thinking now, your majesty?His lips curl wickedly. He looks goddamn beautiful when he smiles, but I try not to think it because I know it will only piss him off.
You’re wondering if you should tie me…
Should I?
I don’t care, just hold me down and fuck me.I’m panting, out of breath and arching up to him as he grinds into me. We shimmy out of our pants, and once in our boxers, he presses himself against my body. The contrast of his pale white skin on my much more bronzed complexion is a turn-on, although I’m not sure why.
We’re brothers, though we look nothing alike, and I suppose this fact reminds me that no blood binds us. Still, our bond is one much deeper, and that’s why we shouldn’t be doing this. Among other reasons, of course.
You want my cock inside you, King Darian?
I groan at the feel of his erection, stiff and rubbing into my own.God, I missed this.It’s only been a week, but it feels like an eternity when I’m stuck pretending.
I can be myself with you.
I know you can, beautiful brother. So let me take you for a ride.
Yes, yes. Please… Take me.
A growl leaves Drake’s lips as they come down onto mine, fast and hard. His mouth assaults me, sucking all the oxygen from my lungs as he eats me alive, and I let him because Iloveit. I love the feeling of him. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.
Something dark works its way up, from the back corners of my mind. It makes me itch and attempt to wriggle free, but Drake holds me down.
Stay with me, he insists, lips sucking and tugging my own, teeth nipping in a way that isn’t painful, but treasuring.Don’t let him take what’s mine.
A tear slips from the corner of my eye, pain escaping with it. Drake’s hands come up to hold my jaw while he kisses me softer, sweeter, his tongue tasting the same as it has for years.Like safety. Like protection. Like love…
“Stop it, Darian,” he growls out loud and runs a hand down to my throat, holding it hard, cutting off just the tiniest bit of air as a warning.
“I’m sorry…” I croak. I don’t know why I said it out loud, because I am.
Mouths can lie, but thoughts are true.
I hate putting all this burden on Drake. I hate breaking the rules. I just want to feel good, like only he can make me.
His movements have slowed, and I feel him pulling away. It swarms me with panic as I slip my hand inside his boxers and fill my palm with him.
