Page 42 of Tell No Tales
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Klaus
More mutual orgasms, and still Klaus hadn't reached the end of his desire for Vadim. He only wanted more.
Vadim broke Klaus's grip on his fingers and gently kissed his knuckles before caressing his cheek and tugging him down for a kiss. Vadim's lips were softer than they deserved to be, damn him, and his fingers were softer still as they slid into his hair. Klaus loved to have his scalp massaged. He rolled his neck to coax Vadim to move his fingers toward his crown.
"You aren't afraid of my touch?"
Klaus opened his eyes. Yes, his mouth was still firmly on Vadim's, and Vadim had his tongue firmly in Klaus's mouth. There was no way he'd formed words aloud.
"How is your voice in my head?"
"I was going to ask you the same question."
"Fuck!" Klaus sat up so quickly, he nearly flipped sideways. Thankfully, Vadim's weight steadied the sail bed enough that he was able to stop himself from falling out with a hand against the side of the crate. "What have you done?"
"Me? I'm just as confused as you are," he muttered. "You said our link was a matter of consent, but I didn't give express consent for … whatever this is."
Still, Klaus had wanted this. He'd missed this. He'd wanted to hear Vadim's voice in his head. He'd never even cared what other men thought of him, but now that he'd had a taste of Vadim's devotion, he wanted more.
That devotion had grown, too. Vadim cared for him, not only as a seeker who could pick Emperor Hugo out of a crowd. Vadim hadn't thought of himself when he'd dived off the aft ofStarlight Specter. He'd been thinking only of Klaus. Klaus hoped he continued to deserve Vadim's attention.
Vadim sat up beside him and tilted the sail so they both slid out. Vadim landed on his knees on the mattress below. Klaus almost fell from uneven footing. Vadim caught him with both arms wrapped around his waist, and then he kissed along Klaus's treasure trail, nuzzling his nose into his sweat-laden pubic hair, and then licking the remnants of his release off his rebounding cock. He was still oversensitive, but every swipe of Vadim's tongue brought him closer to pleasure until he was pulsing with need and clinging to his shoulders as he fucked into Vadim's mouth. It was like the death weaver could read his mind.
"You are reading my mind."
"You would not believe how good this is,"Vadim responded."I can feel everything I'm doing, like I'm you and me at the same time."
Klaus opened his eyes to watch as Vadim gazed up at him, his eyes wet with the strain of taking Klaus so deep. Klaus had received a few blowjobs here and there, but he'd been the one on his knees more often than not. Seeing Vadim there, worshiping his body and ramping his desire to new heights tightened something in his chest, something he'd thought he'd murdered and buried long ago.
Vadim pulled him close and swallowed around his cock head. Vadim kneaded Klaus's ass with one bare hand while the other explored his balls and his taint, seeking all the places that drove Klaus wild.
Klaus saw sparks behind his eyelids as he came. He bucked so hard, he probably bruised the back of Vadim's throat before his knees gave out. Vadim held him up and continued to torment him, lazily licking around the head of his cock when his tongue wasn't docked inside his foreskin, until Klaus felt like his cock was going to fall off from over-stimulation.
Finally, Vadim eased him to the mattress and let him rest for a moment.
Klaus had never seen Vadim naked like this. The death weaver liked to walk around without a shirt, but he covered his legs more often than not. They were just as toned as his chest and covered in scars.
"Who hurt you?" Klaus leaned over and kissed a puckered scar the shape of a barbed arrow tip at his hip.
"It doesn't matter. They're dead now."
"It matters to me," Klaus said. "Were you hurt in your service to Aquarion, or to Coryn?"
"That one was when I was sailing for Emperor Hesse," Vadim said. The wave of regret that washed over him was more than for the man's title.
"You loved him."
"Aye." Vadim caressed Klaus's cheek and tugged a stray lock of hair before flipping it behind his ear. "You remind me of him. You take what you want, and you don't ask twice."
"You were the one doing the taking yesterday."
"True." He didn't look the least bit remorseful, either. "Now that I can hear your thoughts again, I'll have a hard time keeping my hands off you." He glanced down at his hands and clasped them together. "With my gloves on, of course."
Klaus shook his head. "Never again."
Vadim continued to stare at his hands. "As you say."
