Page 20 of Slay Tricksters and Silent Skeletons
It wastorture.
“You’re a dick,” I snapped.
He snorted. “Classic comeback,” he teased. And then, he was punching his fingers inside of me again, instantly finding my prostate once more, and I forgot what the fuck we were even arguing about. I moaned, my cock leaking. I was so close. So close?—
He pulled his fingers out again. Calling him a bastard was right on the tip of my tongue, but then the blunt tip of his cock was at my entrance, and he was pushing inside of me, my legs hooked over his forearms.
“Niran,” I gasped, my toes curling. He wasbig. Too fucking big. I couldn’tbreathe. Oh, God, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t?—
“Breathe,” Niran murmured, easing out and spitting on his cock before pushing back inside of me a little deeper. “You can take my cock for me, can’t you,kon-dii? Youwantto take it. I knowyou do. You’ve been dreaming of it foryears. Moaning my name every time you stuffed this pretty ass full of one of your toys. I listened to you sometimes, you know?” His words were doing the trick, distracting me from the pain as he split me open on his dick. All I could focus on were his husky words and knowing he’dlistenedto me when I got myself off whilethinking of him.
“I used to torture myself with the sounds of you working your cock and riding one of those silicone toys,kon-dii. You always sounded so beautiful when you came, my name on your lips sounding like you were praying tome. Worshipingme.”
“I was,” I choked out. “Always. You’re the only person I’ll ever wor—worship,” I gasped, my body trembling when he settled all the way inside of me, his hips flush against my ass.
“Better fucking be,” he growled, and that was the last thing I was capable of understanding. He circled his fingers around the base of my cock and proceeded towreckme. My body jostled with every hard thrust into my ass, and my ears began to ring. All I could do was moan and whine and plead. I didn’t even know what I wassaying. All I knew was that I needed to come and Niran feltso goodinside of me. So right. I never wanted him to leave my body.
Tears leaked down my face, and I sobbed, my breath hitching in my throat. “Niran,” I sobbed. “P-please. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I blubbered. “I need to come. Please let me come. I need—” I sobbed again, more tears racing down my cheeks and into my hair.
Niran released his hold on my cock, his expression softening. My heart clenched in my chest. He wasneversoft for anyone, but he was soft withme. It was my fucking undoing. And thankfully, he gave me those magic words before I managed to disobey him.
“Come,kon-dii.”
Ierupted, and my vision went black.
18
Bento
By the time my vision returned and my ears were no longer ringing, Niran had already cleaned me up and was sliding my boxers back up my trembling thighs. When he noticed I was conscious again, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips. “How are you feeling,kon-dii?”
I took a moment to take stock of my body. I was sore from getting the shit kicked out of me, of course. My balls were pleasantly empty, which was nice. But my ass was sore. Niran had warned me I would be, butshit. He hadn’t been kidding.
“Nothing I can’t handle,” I rasped, which wasn’t a lie. I’d take any pain he doled out so long as it meant he continued to be mine and I continued to be his.
He smirked knowingly before grabbing my sweats from the floor. I eased off the desk with a wince, then braced myself on my good arm as Niran helped me back into them. And just in time, too. As soon as the band settled into place on my hips,Niran’s office door opened without a single knock to warn us that someone was barging in. We both swung our gazes to Rico, and my face flooded with heat.
We’d fucked with the goddamn door unlocked.Shit. What if Rico had barged in while Niran had been balls deep inside of me and I’d been delirious on his cock?
I took a look around the floor, swallowing thickly. Even though he hadn’t walk in on us, there was no mistaking what’d happened not long ago. Not only did the room still smell like sweat and sex, but Niran’s desk was amess. His cum, which had no doubt slipped out of my ass while I’d been completely out of it, had dripped onto his desk, even getting on some of the paperwork. Papers were crinkled, and a lot of them had ended up on the floor.
Rico arched a brow at us, but before he could ask what the hell had happened or say something that would no doubt embarrass me, Anurak stepped in behind him.Oh, fuck. The boy’s eyes widened as he took in the space, and then, his pale skin colored red when it clicked in his head what’d just happened in Niran’s office.
I chanced a glance at Niran, only to find a smug look of satisfaction on his face. The bastard.
“Are you two together now?” Anurak blurted, looking between me and Niran.
“We are,” Niran confirmed.
Anurak shot me a hurt look, and I grimaced. How the fuck did I keep screwing up with him? At this rate, I was surely destined to never be his bodyguard again, Rico would ship me off to worksomewhere else, and I’d forever be separated from Niran, all while losing the people I’d come to think of as family.Shit.
“It’s new,” Niran told Anurak before I could open my mouth. “Literally just started when I rescued him.”
“Oh.” The hurt look fell from Anurak’s dark eyes, but then, he stepped forward, nervously wringing his hands together. Rico reached up and gripped the back of his husband’s neck, massaging the muscles there. Something had Anurak nervous and twitchy, and I frowned.
“Easy,perrito,” Rico murmured. “Bento is not angry with you, remember?”
“I’m not,” I assured him. I had nothing to be angry with him about. I was confused and hurt, yeah, but not angry. Anurak had always been aware of the risk that I faced as his bodyguard. It almost felt like now that Ihadbeen injured, he didn’t want me that close anymore. Niran believed he didn’t mean it that way, but that was how it felt. How else was I supposed to feel? Anurak was the closest I’d ever had to a best friend and a little brother.
