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His teeth caught his lower lip. "Not that one either."
Then I leaned back. "How many of my brothers are you trying to seduce, Ela?" I had to work to fight my smile, because I knew he was talking about me. I just wanted to hear him say it.
Instead, he pushed the blankets down, revealing his very hard and very lace-wrapped dick. "I want the one man that owns me as much as Nari," he tried. "The most beautiful man I've ever laid eyes on."
I couldn't stop myself. "Wraythe?"
Ela leaned his head back and laughed once before he could stop himself. "You, asshole." Then he sat up, caught both sides of my face, and kissed me. "The man I love enough to ignore his morning breath."
Then the door shut. A moment later, Wraythe called out, "They're gone!"
So I pushed Ela back down onto the pillows. "You know the best way to deal with morning breath, right?"
Before he could answer, I shifted between his legs, caught the base of his dick in one hand, and pushed my mouth over the head. The groan Ela made was amazing, and then his hand found the back of my head - but he didn't push. I sucked at him, working my way down his length, and his hand held me, caressing my hair when he remembered to move it at all.
I couldn't deep-throat the way he and Nari did. I also didn't care. I used my tongue, teasing the sensitive areas before sliding up slowly. Then the next time I swallowed him, I moved a little faster. Then a little faster still. When I added my hand, stroking his shaft in time with my mouth, his knees lifted like he wanted to pump into me.
"Fuck, that feels good," he mumbled. "I love the way you suck me."
I heard a murmur of appreciation from behind me. "His lace looks good like that," Wraythe said.
I didn't pull my mouth away, but I listened as Wraythe headed over to the table. The drawer creaked as it opened, and then something hit the bed near the arm I was braced on. My eyes jumped over to see a container of lube.
"You two have at least a few hours." Then Wraythe's feet headed back out.
And the whole time, I moved slowly over Ela's dick, toying with him as the entire world carried on around us. But when I looked up, his eyes were watching me. It felt like nothing else mattered, as if the world had vanished and we were carving out our own little place. This? It was just the two of us. It felt real. It also felt like I'd just found the real Eladehl again.
I moved a little faster, loving when his eyes slipped closed. Then I gripped a little harder, my hand sliding over his slick dick. That earned me another moan. This man liked it rough. He could not only hand out pain but also take it, yet I didn't want that right now. I wanted him. I wanted the piece that he only gave to the ones he cared about. I wasn't looking for a show, I was looking for my lover.
As if he could read my mind, Ela leaned his head back and closed his eyes. His fingers pressed against the back of my neck, holding on rather than guiding, and I did my best to make him feel good. It didn't take long before I felt his hips twitch, wanting to join in, so I sucked a little faster, leaning into it.
"Talin..." He gasped. "Fuck."
And then he curled halfway off the bed and I felt the first throb. Warmth flooded my mouth right after, and I swallowed, taking him in, but he throbbed again. A strangled moan was caught in his throat the whole time, and his hands wrapped around the back of my head as he lost control.
It wasn't pretty. It certainly wasn't perfect, but when Ela flopped back down, I loved him a little more for not trying to fake it. Stealing a kiss against the side of his hip, I managed to wipe off my mouth with the back of my hand, and then I moved a little higher.
"I love you, you know," I said as I kissed the middle of his chest. "I never stopped. I will never stop." My mouth found the base of his throat next before moving up the side toward his ear. "And I love you most when you aren't perfect, because it shows me how to be the same."
Ela grabbed my arm and pushed me onto my back, following right after. His legs found a place on either side of my hips, and his hands moved to my wrists, guiding both of them over my head even as he leaned in. The first kiss was soft. The next one was deep as he swirled his tongue with mine.
Before I was ready, he pulled back to see my face, releasing me. "In order to stop being perfect, you have to accept that you can break," he said, his voice deep and soft. "You have to know that we will still catch you, the same way you were there to catch me. You have to trust our love, Talin, because it's real. It's not a lie and not a trick. This is exactly how I feel, and it's all I have to offer. I can only hope that it's enough."
"More than enough," I promised, cupping his face just to pull his mouth back to mine.
This time, he pressed into it. I felt his body shift, and then his arm reached out, but I refused to give up his mouth again. My teeth found his lip. He smiled into the playful nip before shoving his tongue into my mouth again. Nothing about Ela was fragile or timid, and it worked for him. He'd found a way to turn beauty into power, making it tempting in a way that was so very addictive, and I wanted just a little more.
But while our mouths danced, he shifted again. When his hand found my dick, it was slick - and cold. I sucked in a breath, breaking the kiss, which was all he needed to lean back. While I watched, he trickled a stream of lubricant across my dick, then began stroking it on.
"I want you inside me," he breathed. "I want you to watch me as I bounce on your dick, because I love the way your eyes drink me in." He shifted, lining himself up. "And I want to see my cum splattered across your chest, staining those dark shapes you call lace." His ass began to press onto my dick, easing me in. "But most of all, I want to hear you when you lose control."
I grabbed his waist and helped ease him down. His ass was so fucking tight, gripping me in a way I liked so much. I could feel my entire body tense, wanting nothing more than to lose control, but not yet. No, I wanted to see all the black lines on this man's body flexing with his muscles. I wanted to watch as he took me his own way. So I guided him back up and then let him go.
My hands moved to his legs. His found my chest. As he sank back down onto me, I watched his abs ripple and his chest flex as he braced his weight with my body. A lock of that dark gold hair dropped down before his face, but he didn't stop to sweep it out of the way. Ela simply began to move.
He fucked me. I might be the one in his ass, but he had complete control, and I didn't mind giving it to him. Every time he slid over me, my breath caught or a moan slipped out. It wasn't just how good he felt, though. Yes, he felt amazing, gripping me, grinding on me, taking what he needed. He also looked like he had that very first time we were together.
This was my boyfriend. He was the man who could love without limits and hurt just as easily. He was a monster, but a beautiful one that made all of his darkness into something worth treasuring. No, into gold. He was the golden one, and while it might be a heavy burden to bear, he looked so fucking good doing it.
