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Rayne had barely managed to relax into the kiss, submitting to it completely. He wanted everything Eno was willing to give him, even if it was jealousy and rage. But Eno was pulling away too quickly.
“Take us somewhere private. Now,” Eno growled.
“What?” Rayne blinked, trying to get his poor brain back online. It really didn’t stand a chance. Between Noemi’s shocking announcement, Shey’s surprise, and now Eno’s kisses, Rayne was ready to just let it close up shop until the next day.
“A private room now or I will fuck you here where Shey or even Caelan can find us.”
Rayne wanted to argue that Eno was being ridiculous, but he didn’t look as if he were willing to be pushed. Straightening from the wall, Rayne grabbed Eno’s hand in his and pulled him along the corridor. He prayed that Caelan or Drayce didn’t choose that moment to peer out into the hall as they passed the door.
Cursing himself and his sudden reckless streak, Rayne continued a bit farther before dipping down another corridor. Panic and excitement surged through his veins, making him lightheaded. He knew the palace from previous visits, but not well enough to start poking his head into just any room. But he couldn’t delay too long. Eno was a bubbling cauldron behind him. If he didn’t find them a private spot, Eno was going to act, and Rayne wasn’t sure he had enough common sense left in his brain to stop him.
Halfway along the hall, he grabbed the handle of a door that likely belonged to another bedroom. He silently opened it and poked his head in to find a small but lovely bedroom with no personal items anywhere. It was plain enough to serve as a guest room for any visiting dignitary, and right now it was empty.
He pulled Eno inside and started to release his hand as he turned to face him. Eno closed the door and turned the lock in the knob before shoving Rayne against the wall next to the door.
“Eno—”
“He’s your ex?” Eno snarled.
“Yes.”
Rayne didn’t have the chance to say more. Eno’s mouth covered his again in a brutal, draining kiss. His legs gave out and the only things holding him upright were the wall and Eno’s strong hands. One tightly gripped his hip while the other held the side of his face. Rayne kissed him with everything that he had, wrapping his arms tightly around Eno. He pulled him in, wanting to make this amazing man part of him so they could never be separated.
“He can’t have you,” Eno declared, pulling away enough to bite Rayne’s bottom lip. Rayne whimpered, but Eno quickly licked it away. The kiss grew hungrier, Eno’s sharp stubble scratching his face. Their tongues tangled and fought, but it wasn’t enough.
“More,” Rayne moaned into Eno’s mouth, and his lover nodded.
The hand holding his hip moved between them and started pulling at his belt. Deftly Eno opened his pants and slid his callous-rough fingers into his underwear. They closed on his dick and pulled. Rayne cried out, suddenly not caring who the hell heard them. Let all of the castle know that he belonged to Eno Bevyn.
“Shhh…I’ve got you,” Eno whispered so close their lips brushed. And then he was kissing him again. Slowly this time, but still so possessive. Eno’s confidence was back. The appearance of Shey had likely rattled him, but it felt like he was growing more confident with each sound that escaped Rayne.
Rayne dropped his hands to Eno’s jeans, fighting the damn button and zipper to free the man’s impressive length. “Not enough. Fuck me. You said you’d fuck me.” Eno hissed with pleasure when Rayne grabbed his cock and proceeded to stroke him. He loved the feel of him, that hot, velvet girth.
A low chuckle from Eno sent the best tingles down his spine, and Rayne found himself thrusting into Eno’s hand, chasing that thrill.
“We can’t. No supplies.”
“I don’t care,” Rayne panted.
“I’m not hurting you, my darling.”
Rayne narrowed his eyes. “You want me to beg?”
Eno smiled and held up two fingers on his free hand. “No, I want you to suck.” He squeezed Rayne’s dick, wringing a gasp out of Rayne. At that moment, Eno placed his fingers into Rayne’s mouth.
No more questions. Rayne sucked those fingers as if his life depended on it. Or at the very least, the orgasm that was starting to tingle at the base of his spine. His tongue moved along Eno’s thick digits, drawing out the best hum of pleasure. He didn’t know what Eno had planned, but then his brain had stopped working a while ago.
“I will always take care of you, because you are mine,” Eno whispered, slowing his strokes. “Such a beautiful mouth and a sharp tongue. I’d love to see that mouth around my dick. Too full to argue with me for once.” Rayne groaned around Eno’s fingers. He wanted that too. Eno pulled his fingers from Rayne’s mouth and replaced them with his tongue.
