Rhuyin: Sons of Hecate Vol. II

Chapter 18

Elex

Seeing Luke lying in that hospital bed, again, had scared the hell out of me. We’d gotten him back to our rooms, but he’d fallen asleep on the couch in my quarters while Hel and I had been arguing about who would be sleeping where. I covered him with a blanket I’d found in one of the closets.

The anxiety of nearly losing him stretched taut my last nerve. The relative safety of arriving in Illyria had lulled me into a false sense of security. I should never have let him out of my sight.

“There was no way you could know we were going to be attacked,” my Bonded said as I closed the door to the living room. He moved up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. “There hasn’t been an attack this close to the Tower in a hundred years.”

I looked up at him. Goddess, was every Soma in Illyria a freakin’ giant?

“I should have been there,” I insisted. “What good are these powers I’ve got if I can’t protect the people I love?”

He squeezed me, gently resting his chin on the top of my head.

“You can’t protect him forever. Nor should you want to.”

I pulled away from him so I could turn and look at him.

“Why would you say that?”

He gazed into my eyes, the silver of his shining like coins in the dim light. His hair hung down covering the side of his scarred face.

“Luke is a grown man. He needs to make his own decisions.”

I snorted in derision.

“You don’t know him like I do. If you left him alone in a library he’d forget to eat, drink or sleep.”

The corner of Hel’s mouth quirked up.

“So we should keep him away from libraries. Check.”

“That’s not what I mean, asshole,” I snarled at him and tried to pull away.

Hel leaned forward, his breath whispering across my ear, making me shiver in delight.

“I thought you liked my asshole.”

He pulled me down next to him on the bed, not content until he had me wrapped inextricably by his arms and legs.

I took a deep breath and relaxed into the furnace of my deadly Soma’s embrace. Even though we had known each other only a short time, wrapped in his arms was the only place that I ever felt truly…safe. “Safe” was not a feeling I was used to. It was as if something that kept me wound so tightly I could barely breathe only ever released its hold on me when I was in his arms.

“That’s beside the point,” I grumbled. “He’s my brother, it’s my job to protect him.”

“As much as we’d want to, we can’t always protect the ones we love,” Hel whispered, and felt a surge of sadness wash through him.

I wondered if the sadness was due to his father still being held. We had been debriefed about events in Heraklion and Alexandria. When I had shared that we thought that Hel’s father might be alive, but a slave in a House in Alexandria, the bureaucrat had simply made a note and moved on. We had pushed for action, but had been largely ignored.

“Have you ever considered that he may not want you to protect him?” Hel asked me gently. “Think about it, ‘Lex. You almost lost it just seeing Rhuyin hold his hand. What if they end up a Bonded pair?”

“How can I let him match with Rhuyin? He can’t fuckin’ hear. How’s he going to protect my brother if he can’t hear danger coming?”

Hel sighed and loosened his hold on me and pulled back just enough so he could look into my eyes as he ticked off points on his fingers.

“One, I don’t think you get to make this decision. Luke’s a big boy, and he can make up his own mind. Two, maybe Luke doesn’t need the kind of protection you are thinking of. He is so fucking powerful already, ‘Lex. Did you see the shaft he created to get them clear of the wreckage? I don’t know of any Earth Mageia who could do something like that. Tesseris Mage or no.”

I shrugged. Luke and I had always been the most powerful Mageia we knew, but the thought of letting him pair with someone who had such a significant vulnerability made my skin itch.

“Three, this isn’t really about Luke anyway, is it?”

I squirmed under his insightful gaze and refused to acknowledge how close he’d hit to the target.

“I don’t know what you mean,” I prevaricated.

“Lie…” he breathed into my ear before chuckling. “You can’t lie to me, Kitty Kat. I thought we had established that already.”

I grumbled.

“You’re upset because you didn’t know Erix was alive. You’re upset because you weren’t there to protect him for all these years.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. He was too fucking perceptive sometimes.

“Fine,” I said, rolling over on my back and staring up at the ceiling. “I’m pissed. I’m pissed that I didn’t know Erix was alive. Pissed that I believed my father when he told me that he’d died, and angry that… that I hadn’t gone with him when he asked me to.”

Hel rolled on his side and propped his head up on one hand, smiling softly at me before leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on my lips. The feel of his body pressed to mine made a shudder run through me.

“I understand all about regret, believe me. I’ve had more than my share. I have to say, though, I’m kind of glad you didn’t go with him,” Hel said.

I looked at him questioningly.

“Don’t get me wrong. I hate everything that happened to you in the Legion, but I have to admit, it brought us together. I can’t be sad about that.”

His words made me grumble slightly, but I muttered, “I’m not sad about that, either.”

The words made his face light up into a smile so bright it almost broke my heart. I made a mental note to work harder at showing my Soma how much he was coming to mean to me.

I eyed the room speculatively before raising an eyebrow at my Soma.

“So, tell me, how soundproof are these rooms?”

He moved his body over top of mine and our bodies slotted together as though we’d been doing this for years instead of just a few weeks.

“Very thin walls here,” he said, dipping his lips to my collarbone, where he began nibbling across my skin. “We’ll have to make sure you stay very quiet.”

I slid my legs along his and without warning flipped him over so our positions were reversed. He landed on his back with an “Oomph!” but just grinned up at me.

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll be the one who has to work at being quiet,” I said, moving down his body. “I think my mouth is going to be busy with other things.”

“Goddess…” he hissed as I tugged at the pants that were keeping me from worshipping his golden skin.

With my intent clear Hel helped me shuck his pants and underwear, tugging the shirt over his head. I leaned back on my knees staring down at the gorgeous man in front of me. His skin was sun kissed gold, his chest mostly hairless, but a light treasure trail of gold meandered down to neatly trimmed hair on his balls and around his cock.

There was something strange and new being the one standing clothed over someone who was nude. I’d had far too many experiences where I’d been the one at someone else’s non-existent mercy. That I’d been the one—

“Come back to me, Kitty Kat,” I heard my Bonded whisper.

I opened eyes I hadn’t realized I had squeezed shut. Hel was still there, but somehow without me realizing it he was no longer sprawled on the bed, but kneeling across from me, his ridiculously giant frame leaning forward, his hair brushing across his cheeks as his hands framed my face. I felt his thumbs brush across my cheeks and I realized they were wet with years. It surprised me how often I shed tears, real tears, since I met Hel. They were something my torturers had never wrung from me willingly, yet they seemed to flow easily around this giant of a man, who had never done anything to hurt me.

His face was somber, the worry I could sense in him written across his gorgeous face. I realized my hands were clenched into fists at my sides, and I slowly forced them to relax. Here, at least, I had nothing to fight.

“I’m okay,” I whispered as he brought one hand down to rest on my hip. “Sorry. It’s just sometimes…sometimes the past just won’t stay dead.”

“Then we’ll just have to keep slaying those nightmares together,” he responded.

I smiled at my sweet, scarred giant. His silver gaze locked with mine as he leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine.

He tugged me gently down onto the bed next to him. He wrapped me in his arms and we just lay like that for a long while before finally falling asleep.

I had opened my eyes the next morning only to have my entire field of vision covered by Soma. I tried going over, under, and around, but had been unable to extricate myself from the grip of the sleepy man.

I actually stopped at one point and counted how many arms and legs he had because it seemed as though he had far more than the standard number blocking my path to freedom.

He lay there, face a perfect mask of innocent sleep. But mask it was. Time to pull out the big guns.

It only took a moment of concentration and suddenly my Bonded screeched loudly.

“Ice! No fair! That’s cheating!” he said, laughing and jumping from the suddenly-cold bed.

“All’s fair…” I began, but stopped myself. Neither of us had used the L word yet.

“…In love and war.” he continued, ignoring my hesitation. He reached over and wrapped his arms around me, tugging me back down to the bed.

“You know, I think you are part octopus,” I announced as I lay entangled in his embrace. “I’m not getting out of here any time soon, am I?”

“Not until you pay the Soma tax,” he responded, grinning wickedly.

“Soma tax? That’s a new one. What’s a Soma tax?”

“It varies by region, of course, but generally involves at least two or three orgasms…”

“Hmm… If you can stay awake long enough, I might be willing to pay that tax,” I said, beginning to run my hands down his naked sides.

“Oh no, you don’t get it, little Mageia,” he growled, tightening his grip on me. “You don’t give the orgasms… you get them.”

He dipped his head and his lips found a sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder met. I gasped as he sucked gently on the spot, the feeling making me shiver and my cock fill and press insistently against my clothes.

“Mmmm… I might be able to get behind that kind of taxation.”

He grinned at me and began moving down my body. Hot, eager hands slid my shirt over my head, then moved down my body. Despite my sensitivity to my height, I’d never felt fragile until I’d felt Hel’s arms around me. Not fragile like I would break, but fragile like I was precious.

He paused as his travels brought him to my waist.

“Are you good with this, Kitty Kat?” he purred, looking up at me.

I could feel the heat of his skin against mine, feel the racing of my heart and the blood as it flashed through my skin at his touch. I was so good with this.

I nodded in assent, and his fingers made swift work of my pants, which joined the other clothes in a pile next to the bed.

“I want to take you in my mouth, and suck on you until you are dying to come,” he whispered.

“Fuck…” I hissed as his long fingers wrapped around my cock.

“And then, once you are good and ready…”

I stiffened for a moment, afraid of what he was going to say next. I’d been raped many times in Alexandria and I didn’t think I would ever be able to submit like that for anyone else, but was willing to try to endure it if that was what he really wanted.

“…I want you to lube me up and help loosen my hole, because I want your cock inside me and it’s been a long time since I bottomed for anyone.”

I looked at him in shock, sure I had somehow misheard.

“Y-you want me to—”

“Fuck me. Yes. Absolutely, yes,” he growled. “The thought of you coming inside me, marking me with your scent. Goddess…” He dropped his head to my stomach, and I could feel the purr vibrating through his body.

“I-I didn’t think—I mean, no one’s ever…”

He paused and looked up at me, his eyes sobering and losing some of their silver gleam.

“You’ve never topped before?” he asked, trying to hide the incredulity in his voice.

I shook my head.

“The guards in the Legion… they would use our mouths, or fuck us, but not— no one would want that.”

Hel’s eyes were suspiciously bright as he looked at me, the silver shining enigmatically. He traced gentle fingers over my face.

“Poor Kitty Kat. If I could go back and kill your brother again, I would. If I could kill your father, I would. Sex is meant to feel good, in all of its aspects. Giving, taking, or any combination. If it’s not feeling good, you’re doing something wrong.”

I paused, trying to wrap my head around the concept.

“You never tried with any of the other Mageia?”

I shook my head.

“Not—not willingly. By the time Luke arrived in the Legion I was strong enough to keep anyone from forcing either of us. Sometimes—sometimes the other Legionnaires would use their mouths or hands to pleasure each other, but it was always just something quick and dirty. If we were caught by the guards, they could get very inventive with their punishments.”

I shuddered slightly, remembering some of them. I tried to wrap my mind around the concept of receiving pleasure from being fucked.

“Then you don’t know what you’re missing,” he said, grinning at me.

“You… you really receive pleasure from—bottoming?” I stumbled slightly over the unfamiliar word. I’d never heard getting fucked called “bottoming” before I’d met Hel.

“Fuck, yes,” he said, smiling at me. “It’s different than topping, but it can be so good.”

I looked at him dubiously.

“I-I don’t know how to make it good for you,” I admitted. Part of me was embarrassed at being so naive about something Hel took so casually. I wanted to desperately flee this conversation, to make a snide remark, start a fight, something. A larger part of me, though, wanted this relationship with this gentle man. Wanted it so damned much. So I stayed, suffered through my embarrassment and kept my mouth shut.

Hel moved his way back up my body, trailing kisses until we were facing each other again. He brushed a stray lock of hair off my forehead and smiled at me.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, Kitty Kat. We all learn at some point. I’ll teach you what I like. Just like you’ve been teaching me what you like. We’ll learn together what works best for each other. And,” he paused as he felt me tense slightly. “If you never want to experience penetration, so what? I’m falling in love with you, Elex Taulos Lapydes, not just a hole in your body. I’m not sure if you’ve realized that ‘love’ part yet, so I figured I better just put that right out there. And I am not going anywhere. You can hiss and scratch and swear all you want. You’re stuck with me, now, and I am so amazingly lucky to have you.”

The smile on his face was so full of joy, I couldn’t help but smile softly back in disbelief. This amazingly strong, gentle, giant of a man had said he was falling in love. With me.

“I—I’ve never really experienced love before, Hel. Not this kind of love. But…” I saw the worry in his eyes, so I forced my words through lips that had been trained to hide any vulnerability, any potential weakness. “I want to find out. I want to find out, with you, Helios Asimenios.”

If I thought his smile was bright before, it blinded me now. He kissed me soundly, then grinned.

“Now for the celebratory sex!”

My laugh turned into a moan as he moved back down my body and took my cock into his mouth with one swift movement. His tongue swirled around the head while his fingers gently caressed my balls, rolling them back and forth, gently stroking the soft skin right behind them, but going no further. I don’t think I could have trusted anyone other than Helios to respect my boundaries, but I realized suddenly I really did trust him.

He sucked and licked at my cock like it was some kind of treat, his hands moving up and flicking my nipples, pinching them just enough to make me gasp at the electric sensation.

My heart was pounding in my ears, the pressure in my balls building. I could feel them drawing up, and I gasped as Hel’s mouth popped off my rigid length.

I was still more than a little dazed as Hel rummaged around in his pack and pulled out a vial with some kind of liquid inside.

“Oil,” he said at my unspoken question.

I nodded, my mouth gone dry. I’d never experienced anything except pain from this act, so the thought of doing it to Hel terrified me. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt this man.

He poured some of the oil in his hands, rubbing them together quickly to warm them, then wrapped them around my cock again.

“Goddess!” I gasped. His touch felt insanely good with the oil.

He grinned at me.

“Okay, so this is what we’re going to do. I’m going to get myself good and ready for you with my fingers. Once I’m ready, I’m going to straddle you and lower myself onto you. I want you to be able to see my face and know for certain how very good this feels to me.”

I nodded mutely, then watched as he poured more oil on his fingers then reached behind himself. I was pretty sure the moan that escaped his lips as his finger slid inside wasn’t faked, and the thought of what he was doing made me groan.

“I-I want to watch. I want to see how you do it,” I managed to get out.

He grinned at me and turned so I had a glorious view of his ass. His legs were strongly muscled, his ass firm and round. There wasn’t a jiggly bit on my lover anywhere, but I couldn’t keep myself from reaching out and squeezing his cheeks.

“Mmmm…I thought this was supposed to be a tutorial.”

“Sorry, please continue, Instructor Helios.”

He grinned at me, and I watched as he slid first one finger, then two inside his body. I reached out hesitantly, tracing my fingers over the oiled skin of his ass.

“You want to try?” he asked me, looking over his shoulder.

“Promise me you’ll tell me if it hurts?”

“Just go slow and use lots of oil. If it hurts, I’ll tell you.”

“Promise?”

He smiled at me again.

“I promise, Kitty Kat. I don’t lie to you.”

I nodded, then took the bottle from his hand. I fumble the glass a moment before I oiled my fingers, glad that I had no nails to speak of. I slid them along his crease, down to the wrinkled pink hole that seemed to bring him so much pleasure, then slowly slid one finger into his heat.

Goddess, if I thought he was a furnace on the outside, he was an inferno within. He moaned as I slid first one finger into his heat, then at his direction, two.

He rocked back and forth against my slow thrusts and moaned. I felt my fingers brush against a spot inside him that felt slightly different, and he let out a curse. I froze.

“Did that hurt?”

“Goddess, no! It felt good!” he said, grinning back at me. “It’s the prostate, Kitty Kat. It feels amazing. Do it again!”

I slowly learned my lover’s body, noting how different movements elicited different responses from him. My own cock slowly got back into the game, getting harder and harder at each moan and gasp he made.

“Three fingers, now, and then…” he waggled his eyebrows at me.

I couldn’t help but laugh and realized with a start that, just like the tears, laughter was something else this man brought out in me. I’d laughed more in the last few weeks than I had in the last ten years I’d been in the Legion.

I slowly slid a well-oiled third finger inside his body, the feel of his walls clenching around me making me swallow hard, thinking about how it might feel around my cock.

“Enough!” he panted, and I froze again.

He turned around to face me, his body glistening with sweat, his lips parted, his breath coming in short pants. He pushed the blankets away from my body and straddled me. After a final coating of oil on my now-purple cock, he hovered over me.

“You ready for me, Kitty Kat?” he asked.

“I think so,” I managed.

“If it gets too much, if you get uncomfortable, just say stop, okay?”

I nodded. Intellectually, I knew that topping someone else was supposed to feel good, but I’d never considered that bottoming might, too.

He slowly lowered his body until I could feel my hard cock pushing against his hole. He threw his head back, the light shining on his gorgeous neck, but I was the one who was gasping. He kept lowering himself, the pressure increasing until the ring of muscles gave way and he sighed as I slid inside him.

Having my fingers buried in his heat had been amazing, but this… this was heaven. Hel’s inner walls tightened around my cock as he began rocking back and forth, slowly working my length inside of him. He paused at one point, his eyes closed, and I began to panic.

“Are you okay? Should we stop. We can stop—”

“I’m fine, Kitty Kat, it’s just— you are not a small man,” he grinned at me and winked. “I just need a minute to adjust.”

“I’ll remind you that you said that later,” I quipped, and he rolled his eyes at me.

His cock had softened slightly as I’d entered him. I reached out and began stroking it, feeling it once again grow hard under my touch. I felt his body relax a bit around me and my panic eased as he began moving again.

Soon he was rolling his hips to meet my thrusts.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Elex,” he panted.

I couldn’t answer because I was thinking the same thing about him. I became lost in the feeling of his heat surrounding my cock, my balls drawing up. I stroked his cock harder and moaned.

“Fuck, Hel—I’m going to—”

As if in response to my words, his inner walls tightened even more around my cock and I saw stars, literal stars, as the world seemed to explode in color and light as I came, pouring my seed deep inside his channel.

Hel moaned just moments later and hot cum shot across my chest in thick white ropes before we collapsed together, both of us heaving and struggling to breathe as we came down to earth.

He gently stroked my arm as we lay together for long moments. I slid free of his body, paying close attention to how he was responding. He definitely didn’t look like any of that had hurt. In fact, he looked completely blissed out.

“You okay?” I asked, needing that confirmation.

“Goddess, yes…” he purred. “How about you, Kitty Kat?”

I smiled at his use of the endearment. When new Mageia were discovered they were sent to the Legion for training. The first thing they did was rename you, generally something degrading. In my case, they had renamed me Kataramenos, which meant “Cursed One”. Hel had turned that into Kitty Kat. I didn’t know if I could explain it to him, but I loved how he had taken something the Legion had tried to impose on me as a punishment and turned it into an endearment.

I nodded.

“Sticky, but wonderful.”

“Well, it’s generally the responsibility of the top to manage cleanup,” he said with an exaggerated sigh of exhaustion. “Especially since you woke me far too early in the day.”

Hel liked to sleep the day away whenever he had a chance, but my training wouldn’t let me sleep much past sunrise. I concentrated for a moment, using the reverse of what I had done earlier by summoning warm water to clean us, then air to dry us.

He sighed as the flow of wind faded and murmured, “I could get used to this.”

Then he rolled over and wrapped his arms around me, effectively imprisoning me in the cage of his body again.

I stopped and looked at him thoughtfully.

“Are you sure you aren’t part octopus? Like, maybe you’re an octopus shifter, and this is your human costume.”

He laughed softly.

“I’ve never tried to change into one before, but I’d try anything for you,” he mumbled as his eyes closed.