Page 62 of Sea and Sky
Gavin’s hands went to Kyler’s hips. “I don’t think you have it in you.”
The prince was right. Kyler threw his knife at the wall, then pressed his lips to Gavin’s. Both moaned into the sensation. Kyler ground into Gavin’s erection, relishing the drag against his own cock.
“Fuck me, please,” Kyler whimpered. He wanted to know what it was like with someone he knew wouldn’t hurt him. “Please. Please.” Why tears welled in his eyes, he didn’t know, and hated them.
Gavin kissed the tears away. “Whatever you want, Kyler. Anything. And I promise, I’ll find a way to free you if it means I’m stuck in stuffy libraries for eternity. I’ll make sure you’re free.”
The sob ripped from Kyler. Gavin always said such pretty words to him, and Gavin no doubt meant every single one. The prince would dedicate his life to freeing Kyler, but Kyler couldn’t let him.
Kyler brushed kisses along Gavin’s jaw. “When we’re done, I want you to forget about me. Don’t worry. I’ll survive this, I always do. But don’t throw away your life for me.” For a stupid merman falling in love with a prince he couldn’t have.
“I can’t promise that.” Gavin returned the kisses.
Their hands roamed each other’s bodies, frantic. They ripped each other’s shirts off. Kyler couldn’t stop his moan when Gavin’s lips met Kyler’s nipple.
“Please,” Kyler said, but for what?
“Take your pants off.” Gavin followed his own instructions as Kyler did.
Gavin’s cock laid proud against his stomach. Kyler wanted to savor the cock, but Gavin had other plans. He fished into the bedside table for the oil.
“My lap,” Gavin’s voice was rough as he poured the oil into his hand.
A shiver went down Kyler’s spine, but he settled on Gavin’s lap and let the prince maneuver him to the position he wanted with Kyler laying across him.
“Just relax.” Instead of playing at Kyler’s hole, Gavin massaged his back, turning him into a noodle.
By the time Gavin reached his ass, Kyler would do anything the prince asked.
Gavin massaged the globes of Kyler’s ass before delving to the valley between. The thick oiled fingers teased at his hole.
Kyler panted. One thick finger pushed in and Kyler melted into the bed. “More. Please fuck me, Gavin.” Kyler wanted this. Wanted pleasureheasked for. The single finger thrusted in and out of him at an unbearably slow pace. He wanted to cry. Wanted more.
Another slick finger pressed into his hole, filling him. Kyler loved his hole filled. Loved to be used. “Please.” He pushed back, already drunk with lust. His haze swam around the room, fogging his senses.
“Skies, Kyler, you are beautiful.” Gavin dove another thick finger into Kyler’s hole.
He was spread wide, but wasn’t the most he’d taken.
“On your knees.”
Kyler obliged as fast as he could, already mourning the loss of Gavin’s fingers. Once his weight was off Gavin, the prince slicked his cock.
“All yours, Kyler.” Gavin kissed him slow.
Kyler blinked back at him. He was in control. No one else. He straddled Gavin, lined the prince’s cock to his hole, and sank down.
Gavin’s cock stole his breath. He clung to the prince as he took him to the root. Kyler couldn’t look at him. Couldn’t look to see what played on his face. Kyler couldn’t trust his own emotions.
Gavin’s hands went to Kyler’s hips. Thumbs stroking the skin while Kyler perched on the royal cock.
Kyler couldn’t take it. He leaned in and stole kisses. “Fuck me, Gavin.”
The prince grabbed Kyler’s hips and bucked into him. Fuck. That was what Kyler wanted. He grabbed Gavin’s shoulders and flung his head back as the prince pounded into him. Kyler met him thrust for thrust, not wanting to let go too early. He was lost and his haze thickened. He needed more.
“Harder.” Sweat dripped down Kyler’s body as he rode the prince. For a moment, Kyler thought perhaps they shouldn’t exhaust themselves before they dove to the depths of the sea, but they could always nap. And Kyler always recovered quickly.
“You’re so fucking tight. I’m close.” Gavin wrapped his arms around him and fucked harder.
