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“I need to go back,” I rush on a tremble. “I don't—”
“You really are adorable,” Arthur purrs. Both darkness and amusement lace his tone. “Fuck,chaton, your nervousness turns me on.”
I shake my head. “I’m not a kitten. And I sure as fuck don’t want to be caught up in your game.”
Arthur laughs at that. A low, husky rumble. “So much denial.”
That word stirs a new fire in me. “Denial?” I growl, and my knee kicks up again, hitting his thick thigh. “I know that you are not happy with me in your life, but guess what. Neither am I.” I give him another kick, this time using my hands to squeeze his upper arms. It’s a total chick move, but with his hands wrapped around my neck, it’s the only thing I can think of doing. Besides, I don’t care, because the more I speak, the more my words make me fume. “I have never denied anything, you privileged son of a bitch. You have always had everything your heart desired—”
My mother.
“You have always had plenty of friends—”
My mother.
“Your brother, your cousin—”
My mother.
“Your, your castle!” I spit. My chest is heaving as I’m running out of words. I’m so fucking ready to curl up into myself and hide behind iron bars. Suddenly, I’m feeling exhausted. But I can’t relent now, not with Arthur still holding me in a chokehold, a grip that’s tightening because of my words.
“Castle?” He asks, and the corners of his mouth tip up wolfishly.
Yeah, okay, castle may not have been the right word for the Deveraux mansion. I tilt my head, ignoring those possessive fingers on my throat, or the way that my breath comes out in wheezy puffs. “You know what I mean. Your family’s houses by the sea. Point is, I am not scared of you. And I’m not in denial. And I don’t need you following me around like some sniffing dog—”
“Sniffing dog?” He barks out a clipped laugh. “Try a sniffing wolf.” He lowers his head and nips at my neck, and oh God… my cock jerks again. Thick, succulent desire drips through my core, all the way down to my stomach. “Hm, you taste good,chaton.”
“I told you, I’m not a fucking kitten. Get. Off. Me.” I push him back, but his hand dips down from my stomach to my cock, cupping my erection. My jaw closes on a thud when I fight to keep the moans from spilling. I’ve never been touched by anyone else before Arthur, and it’s making my body responsive to the faintest caress.
Arthur rumbles another chuckle, his dark gaze devious. “Ah, look at that. Kitty’s trying to fight. But secretly he’s loving it, aren’t you,chaton?” His hand brushes my cock, and I groan. “Yeah, you do.” He sounds pleased, the smug fuck. But then his eyes turn a little softer and he presses our chests together. His voice turns soft. “We’ve already had this conversation, and I don’t like repeating myself. I promised Dad to guide you.” Our noses brush, and I press my back further into the wooden trunkin an attempt to avoid him. It doesn’t stop him from bringing our mouths close.
“I know everything about everyone like the sniffing wolf I am—” his breath hits my lips and creates gooseflesh in its wake. “And you are a problem. You are a threat to my future. But you’re also no match.” He kicks my legs apart with his thigh and I jump when his hand dives into my pants to grab hold of my thrumming length. “Look at you, little boy. You like this?” His thumb swipes over my crown, collecting pre-cum that he uses to brush over my shaft. I grind my jaw even further, not wanting to satisfy him. Arthur just chuckles while continuing his touch, slowly driving me crazy. I can feel my toes curl, my knees buck, my lips parting in desperation.
“I want more…”My sinful conscience begs, but I keep my mouth shut.
“A sweet slut for my touch, aren’t you?” He drawls.
“I told you before, I won’t get in your way,” I gasp. “You will be the next CEO of your family’s business, I don’t want anything to do with it. I’ll be far gone before you know it, and right now, we can tell your dad that you have been guiding me and that I’m doing fine.”
“Hiding time is over, little Régis. You see, Dad wants you to be part of our company. He loves your mother and she insists.”
Despite my fogged mind, those words cause a tremble. I jerk up my gaze. “Maybe I don’t want to be found.”
His dark eyes flash, grin widening a little when he speeds up his stroking. “Oh, I’ll always find you.” He gazes down at my pants that hang halfway around my thighs. At his own stroking hand in my boxers. A long, thorough once over that doesn’t intend to miss a single centimeter of my flushed skin even as rain cascades over us. I feel warm, despite the coolness, flesh hypersensitive and adorned by goosebumps. “I might even keep you as my own pet,” he mumbles so softly that I’m not even sure if I heard him well. The words, if correct, are soappalling that I’m internally readying myself for another offence.
“Now let’s talk about that invitation.” He casually changes the subject to one that has been living in my brain for the past few days.
“Invitation?” I screech, peeking up at Arthur through my eyelashes, my heart thumping wildly when I catch him staring at me.
“Yeah. The one that requires your presence.” His voice comes out lower, raspy like there’s an edge to it. I shiver. He continues to stroke my cock, toying with my crown, my balls, with the speed. He takes it slow, squeezing my shaft and balls on its way down, then moves up faster, circling my slit.
Licking my lips, I prevent my knees from buckling while I think of an answer to give. My mind has gone all fuzzy, invaded by pleasure and by this increasing need to spill.
“You see,chaton, when you decided to attend this school as a Deveraux…” Arthur’s mouth grazes my lobe, and he lets out a soft moan. My entire body whimpers, begs, and my hips rock into his touch, pleading for more. “You chose to be part of our family. But we also have another family, and your brothers would love to meet you.”
“Brothers?” I moan, balls feeling heavy as they draw up for release. The pressure inside me is building, and when Arthur opens his expensive looking coat, and pops the buttons of his pants, only to take out his own hard, throbbing cock, I swallow thickly, eyes bulging. I’ve never seen another hard cock before in real life. But this… and his…
“They were waiting for you, but you never showed up,” Arthur croons. And then he takes both our cocks in his large, calloused hand and starts stroking furiously. “Don’t worry, your big stepbrother will protect you.”
