Page 64 of A Brat's Tale
“You think you’ll be ready?”
“Yes.”
“That’s the spirit, Tahsen.”
I grab his large hand. “I think that we can bewewhen we get pastthis part of the story. Right now, there’s too much conflict. And one of mine is my heart. It’s broken Corrik, and that’s where some of my conflict lies but it’s time to move forward. You’re my forever, I want you to be. Beyond the treaty, or Markaytia. I have been selfish too. I committed to this marriage, and the moment it got hard, I left it.”
“You have every right to be upset, Tristan.”
“Yes, but to continue to be upset over what I cannot change is foolish. Father tried to tell me that and I listened for a while, but then I reverted to old patterns.”
“Things will be better, I promise. And they’re not so bad now, are they? You’ve had some fun? I even overlooked the other day when you and Diekin decided to play your arrow game again.”
“You’re not as sly about hiding your anger as you’d like to be.”
“And you’re not as good at hopping from the window to the bed as you’d like to be.” He arches one brow, hisDombrow.
It gives me the best shiver, but just because it’s a good shiver doesn’t mean I don’t take heed. “What? How in the Gods’ names did you know?”
“Your racing heart, and quickened breath.”
“Damn Elf senses.”
“I can’t keep letting things go. I won’t from now on, or you’ll get more and more out of sorts. I know something of brats.”
“We’re way more fun than submissives.”
He smiles fondly. “I agree, though a brat is still a kind of submissive. There’s surrender in it. There is still much to teach you, husband. But for now …” Corrik traps me between his knees, his cock is out quickly and he’s sliding into me. “I’m going to teach about our ways you know,” he says into my ear.
“Please, Cor. Stop teasing me.”
“That’s no fun. Teasing you is the best part.” His large cock slides in and out, I moan gripping his husky shoulders. He laughs and his face breaks into one of the best smiles I’ve seen since I’ve returned. “I can’t wait for the days I can put you in chastity and you’ll suffer so sweetly for me.”
Unfortunately for me, my cock likes the sound of chastity, achingjust a little more at the thought.You know that’s going to be torture, don’t you?But it’s two against one as it often is, my cock and Corrik teaming up against me.
“Mmmmm, like the thought of that do you?” he says.
“I never said that.”
“Not out loud you didn’t, but I can read you pretty well, my darling.” He slows down, pumping into me at a maddening pace. I try to push down longer, to feel him against my prostate more, but he won’t let me move. “After three days of chastity, all I’ll have to do is give you a look and you’ll obey me, wanting release.”
“I want release now you bastard!”
He laughs some more, pausing his ministrations to kiss me. “All right,” he whispers. “Come for me, Tristan.”
He grabs my cock and strokes, fucking into me again, long and slow, timing the two movements perfectly, so his cock hits my prostate when his hand reaches the base of my cock. Come spills over his hand, as I let out a desperate cry. He’s not long coming after me. Corrik is captivating when he comes, his blond hair tossing back, violet eyes glowing, mouth open in pure ecstasy.
He’s not real. He can’t be real. I don’t know how the Gods managed to make a creature like Corrik; breathtaking and dangerous all at once. “I love you most, Corrik.” Tears fall sideways down my cheeks.
“I love you most, Tristan.”
We make love several times till morning. We’ve reached that enchanting place again, the one we had just before I was taken. Things feel resolved, but that’s not a good thing in my life. It means it’s time for the next adventure to begin and like with all adventures, it begins with a radical happening.
Chapter 14
His hand crawls up my thigh and I bite my lip as I wait to see what he’ll do with it. It makes its way to my crotch and Corrik fiddles with my balls, squeezing them until I hiss. “When you are Elf, I’ll lock this up and you’ll have to be very well-behaved before I’ll let you come. That will curb your brattish ways.”Fuck.That turns me on a lot more than I want it to. Corrik notices and beams like he’s found all the gold in Markaytia. “A bit of a chastity fetish, Husband?”
“I’d say more of a humiliation one. Either way it works out miserably for me.” Unfortunately, miserable in the best way.
