Molun’s cursing got a lot more inventive when Trill slowly jerked him off while Arvus continued his slow torture. Trill made sure to keep his touch a little too light for the stimulation that Molun really needed, and Arvus grabbed a hold of his hips and kept him in position any time he tried to jerk into Trill’s hand.
By the time Arvus finally stretched Molun open and then pushed inside, Molun was nearly sobbing with need, and the keening sound he made when Arvus was fully seated inside him was nearly enough to make Trill come without being touched. He tightened his grip around the base of Molun’s cock and made sure that no one came prematurely.
Truthfully, though, none of them lasted terribly long after that. It had been the most perfect tease, and they were all worked up. Molun thrust back into Arvus and then forward into Trill’s hand. Arvus kept his hands on Molun’s hips and pulled out only so that he could bury himself inside the other man once more. And Trill breathed in the thick waves of sex energy and continued to stroke Molun’s cock until he came with a choked off cry. This set off Arvus, who buried himself deep inside Molun’s ass, and Trill came untouched as the tidal wave of completion washed over him from the two satisfied men.
They stayed like that for a moment, and then Arvus carefully pulled out of Molun and padded to the water closet. He came back to wipe them clean and then get them bundled into bed to cuddle together. It was early afternoon, but Trill was always willing to cuddle. Arvus put Molun in the middle this time, with Arvus curled up around his back and Trill facing him.
“That was the best,” Molun breathed out, sounding sex drunk and happy. “Sign me up for that one a few extra times.”
Arvus kissed Molun’s temple. “Will do, baby.”
Molun leaned in to kiss Trill’s lips. “Thank you.”
“You’re very welcome.”
There was nothing that made Trill happier.
It wasn’t right to say that any of them had forgotten what they were waiting for, but they’d managed to fill their days easily. This was a group that had a lot of sex, that was still catching up with one another, that liked to ride horses, and who were all becoming friends with Trill—and even Yannoma, though Trill was pretty sure she couldn’t quite believe it.
And then the Warriors arrived.
Trill didn’t think he’d been the only one expectinga response to the letterand not a whole host of Warriors, so he was genuinely worried that this was about to go badly wrong, only then Perian was flying out the door.
“Bennan! Chamis! Oh, it’s so good to see you again!”
An extremely attractive Warrior had dismounted and was sweeping Perian into his arms to give him a big hug. A huge redhead dismounted beside him, and Perian hugged him next. The man flushed to the tips of his hair, but he hugged Perian as well.
Brannal came down to greet the Warriors much more sedately, but Trill noticed there was still some tension in him.
“Onadal,” he greeted one of the men at the front.
Trill vaguely remembered seeing him in the training yard. He was handsome, older, and usually told everyone else what to do.
The man dismounted and held out his hand. Brannal clasped it.
“Brannal,” the man greeted. “The Queen wanted a full escort for the Prince, as well as more protection until he’s ready to go. We’ve got tents to pitch.”
Trill relaxed by degrees. It didn’t look like this was going to turn into a pitched battle, thank goodness.
“It’ll be tight, but I think we can get all the horses in the stables,” Perian said.
Cormal and the Prince also emerged from the house, and all the Warriors bowed. The ones who were Mage Warriors alsoclasped their hands to their hearts and inclined their heads to Cormal.
Onadal eyed Cormal with a serious expression. “Delana is going to have many words for you when you return.”
“If she’s upset, she can take it up with me,” the Prince said staunchly.
“No,” Cormal said, “I’m pretty sure I’ve earned a good yell.”
“To be fair to you,” Molun said, “you did actually leave the two of us in charge before I, uh—”
“—panicked?” Cormal suggested.
“Hey!” Molun protested, pouting. “I was trying to make sure you didn’t wind up dead. Don’t make me regret that.”
“Sorry,” Cormal said, not sounding sorry in the slightest. “Thank you so much for riding to a completely unnecessary rescue.”
Molun looked like he was going to protest again, but then Cormal added, “Kinan was already doing all the rescuing necessary.”
