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Still, Marcus slid his hand under the covers, under that blissfully loose gown, and closed his hand around his sub, his slave, his heart and soul.
His gaze flicked up. He knew Thomas had only been half teasing, but it was still a surprise to find him fully erect. Thomas gave him a strained smile. "You should have seen yourself while the nurse was prepping me. Face all stern, you leaning against the wall with your arms crossed over your chest. You're wearing jeans today and you didn't shave this morning, giving you that rougher, more dangerous look."
When Thomas nipped his neck again, Marcus found his footing. Using a grip on his hair to pull him away, Marcus pushed him to his back, reinforcing the motion with a harsh command. "Stay down."
Thomas's eyes widened and flicked to the closed door, but he'd started this and Marcus would finish it. He had ears like a cat's. Plus this wasn't going to take long.
He raked up Thomas's gown and bent over him as Thomas sucked in a breath. "Marcus."
"Just lie there and take it. You're mine to do whenever I want, right?"
Thomas nodded, his jaw tight, long fingers clutching the covers. Marcus put his mouth over him, went down on that hard, rigid organ that pulsed under his tongue and lips. He knew this body better than his own, knew Thomas deep down was a little worried, a little scared, as anyone would be. His Master could make sure he knew it was all right, no matter how bone deep terrified Marcus was of losing him, of something going wrong. This act, meaning so much more than just mouth, hand, cock and orgasm, could calm things for both of them.
Those who thought going down on a man was a submissive act had never done it this way. Ordering the man in question to be still as he held all control and took away rational thought with the strong suction of his mouth, the clever dance of his tongue, the sweet, sucking sound that escaped his lips--it was like crack to a Dominant. Marcus flicked his gaze up to see Thomas helpless and shaking, lips parted and eyes half closed. Marcus slid his fingers around to Thomas's fine ass, dug into the muscular cheeks to push him harder into his mouth. He knew Thomas's triggers, playing around the edge of the corona, tickling, licking and stimulating under the ridge, feeling the vein pulse and bunch beneath the pressure of his lips.
"Marcus..."
"Not my fucking name," Marcus growled against him. "Not right now."
"Master." Thomas's hand dropped to his head, to tangle in Marcus's hair and Marcus allowed it, because they both needed the closed circuit of contact for this current to build and achieve the desired effect.
"Now," he said against him, and his pet surged up like a taut bow, as obedient and wild as Marcus could wish. He released into Marcus's mouth and he swallowed him down, sucking and stroking, gripping him with his hand, wanting to give him the best damn blow job he'd ever had in his life. If the worst happened and Thomas woke up on the other side, Marcus wanted his reaction to all the pleasure of Heaven to be a shrug and one three-word statement:
"I've had better."
Yeah, one of these days lightning was going to hit him. Though right now, feeling hard as a rock and quivering inside as much as Thomas was outside, Marcus felt as though it had.
Marcus shifted off him, but stayed leaning over his body. He had his sub's gown rucked up so he could fondle his cock and balls, make him twitch and jerk because he was so sensitive. Thomas grimaced, knowing his Master was doing it on purpose, but he didn't try to get away. He just did those little quivers, his brown eyes alive with fire and fastened on Marcus's face. "I should do something for you."
"Yes, you should. But you'll do it later. An IOU I fully intend to collect." Marcus bent and pressed a kiss to Thomas's upper thigh, then found himself staying there, his cheek to the muscled flesh as he slid his arms around Thomas's ass, thighs and waist to hold him firmly against him.
"My sticky cock is going to get stuck in your beautiful hair."
"Won't that be a picture for the nurse?"
Thomas stroked his hair, moving it away from the area of danger. Marcus could feel the care and caress in his touch. His pet's breathing was deep, erratic, his thundering heart trying to return to a resting rate. His femoral artery pulsed beneath Marcus's cheek.
"Remind me again why we're doing this?" he spoke against Thomas.
"Because we love Julie, and because this guy is family. And because it's the right thing to do."
"Yeah. Bollocks on all of that. I love you, Thomas. You're the good one of the two of us. You're going to be fine, because you know I'm Satan, and if anything goes wrong I'm going to unleash a plague on the world."
"Bollocks right back," Thomas responded mildly, as Marcus released him to prop on one hand and look at him. "You're a good man and you always have been. You take care of your family, and that's been a shifting definition all your life, to anyone who needs you. Me, Julie and my family, which is now your family."
"No matter what Rory says," Marcus added, his standard quip. He paused. "Do you believe it, what you said earlier? That Des is the right one?"
"I think so. You've seen her with other guys. I never really had the chance t
o do that, but this feels different from what I heard about her other relationships. Real and deep. They have a good shot."
"Yeah."
Thomas trailed his fingers through Marcus's hair, those clever digits that created masterpieces. "I worry about her, though. After waiting so long for someone who will treat her right, she could lose him."
"Yeah, she could. But she's already figured out it's better than not having had that gift. She'll embrace it a hundred and twenty percent because of that."
"Her change of heart surprised me at first," Thomas admitted. "I was pretty sure she'd accepted being alone, and had moved relationships lower on her priority list. Her life is so full. Complete. You know how she is. Good friends, good life, and she positively glows when it comes to the theater and the career she built there. I expected her to struggle more with whether or not it's worth it to get herself tangled up with someone."
