28. Sett
Sett
I kissed him again and again. I couldn't stop kissing him, holding him, touching him, feeling him with every part of me. None of it was enough to satisfy the anguish I felt knowing he'd almost died but it came close.
Each moment in his company only served to remind me what had almost happened, how I'd let him go and had left him behind. I didn't think I would ever forgive myself for that no matter if Drew did. And I'd live each day trying to make up for it. Spend every day letting him know he was loved and wanted and that I'd never let him get in harm's way ever again.
I knelt before him, my love, my mate, my king, raised his shirt to reveal his groin and pressed my lips to the soft part, his core.
I kept kissing. Even if I wanted to stop I couldn't anymore. I pulled at the waistline of his trousers and with slow, delicate movements slipped them down until they revealed his beautiful, glorious cock that was already hard just for me.
He shuddered as soon as my lips wrapped around his girth and both hands found solace in my hair. His fingers on my head sent shivers all the way down my spine and to my own cock, which pulsed in response.
I relaxed my throat so I could take more of him in my mouth and his hold on my tightened, a groan escaping his lips that reverberated through me, a wave of desire that made throb with need.
It took all my willpower to focus on the task at hand and not lose my head to the way my body was reacting to him, to my own desire, and my hard work was rewarded by coaxing more frequent and louder moans from Drew.
I didn't stop until Drew strained and pushed me back, gasping for air.
"Are you okay?" I asked. "Do you need your inhaler?"
He shook his head and it took him a couple of tries before he was able to talk. "I don't need my inhaler. I need you to stop before I explode."
I grinned. "I don't mind you exploding."
"Well, I do. I want to be inside you when I do."
I sighed.
"I was hoping to drink you up, but I guess coming inside me also works."
Drew chuckled. "Well, if you're going to throw a tantrum about it, open your mouth."
I shook my head and turned away from him and Drew laughed. He pulled me back up and put his arms around my shoulders, guiding his lips to mine.
His tongue slipped into my mouth and gave me life once more. No matter how many times I kissed him weren't enough. No matter how many times, it never would be.
"You're severely overdressed," he mumbled in my mouth and didn't waste any time in helping me shed my clothes.
When I was just as naked as him, he dragged me to bed and pulled me on top of him, claiming my mouth once more.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked when I came up for air and he wrapped his hand around my cock.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You're not freezing time," I said.
He smiled at me and brought both hands to my face.
"This one time, I thought it would be just us. No time lost between us. I want you to be present for every second and I want you to feel all of our time together."
When he put it that way, that was all I wanted too. He was right. While I enjoyed being a subject of his time manipulation, there were times when we needed to feel all of each other for as long as possible.
"You're right," I whispered. "I want that too."
He gazed into my eyes as his hands slipped back down to my cock and he stroked me a few times, giving my entire body life with each tug and I reciprocated by stroking him.
His eyes, dark and beautiful, were like an abyss, and I sank into it until my own desire threatened to spill and I floated back up so I could grab the lube.
I pumped some on him and some on me and sat up so I could drive him between my legs. I gasped, his heat breaching me as if for the first time, leaving me desperate and helpless.
His gaze was pinned on me the whole time and I took pleasure in seeing the way his face reacted to our bodies becoming one until I couldn't take anymore and I towered over him so I could bite his lips, claim his mouth like he was claiming my body.
"I love you Sett," he said as if he was on the verge of tears and I cupped his face, stroked his cheek, nudged my nose against his. Anything to reinforce this moment, that we were finally safe and together and my brother could never come between us ever again.
"I love you too, Drew. So, so much it even hurts."
He moaned and placed his hand on my chest. "I don't want our love to hurt. I want it to be warm and soft and delicate."
I covered his hand with mine and smiled. "It is. Don't worry, my love, it is. It's the best feeling in the world. I never thought I'd feel like this again. But you helped me see it was possible to love again. To live again."
Drew bucked his hips, pushing himself deeper inside me and I groaned. He closed his eyes and licked his lips as if taking pleasure in my reaction.
"You had the best idea not freezing time," I said. "Because now I can feel all this. I can look at you. I can see just how gorgeous you become when you're so close to the edge and I can do things to help bring it forward."
He smirked. "Don't tempt me, Mr. God. I never said I was ready to come," he said.
I grinned. "But I want you to come."
I moved my hips faster and Drew's eyes rolled all the way to the back of his head before he smacked my ass. "Stop it!"
"Never," I whispered and kept going.
I leaned my forehead on him and looked into his eyes as I brought him closer to his undoing and filling with pride the more helpless he became.
"You…are…cruel."
"Nah," I said. "Just infatuated. With you."
He gasped and I braced myself but he didn't come.
"‘Just infatuated’?"
I laughed. "Nah. I'm in love with you, Andrew Matsoukas. I love you so much I can't imagine my life without you anymore. It scares me how much I love you because I don't want to lose you."
"You're not going to lose me," he said.
"I know. I won't. I’m never letting you out of my sight ever again. I need to make sure you're always safe and happy."
He gasped and groaned. "If you keep going like this I'll be very happy."
"Oh I'll keep going. I'm never stopping."
"What? Not even for food?"
I shrugged. "If we must."
"Phew. Then keep going mister. Make me happy."
"Always."
I arched my body and drove him all the way inside me, grabbed onto his chest and took him over the edge.
It was beautiful watching him come undone. Beautiful and addictive and so heartwarming. I truly didn't want to ever stop just so I could always look at him like that, as if he was my very own personal work of art.
He was so beautiful and his seed inside me so fulfilling it only took but two tugs before I spilled my load all over him, and before I could even catch my breath he pulled me down to him, my cum making both our bodies stick together and lifting me even higher.
"Please don't ever leave me," he whispered and I could feel the weakness in his raspy tone and the pleading eyes.
"Never. You'll have to kick me out of your life."
He blinked and his expression hardened.
"I'll never do that. Ever. I love you Sett. I love you more than life itself."
"Then I think we'll be all right."
"You promise?" he asked.
My heart fluttered and my soul turned softer and for a second he reminded me of Ra.
Or not Ra necessarily. But how he used to make me feel.
Maybe it was his doing. Maybe somehow, he'd found a way to guide Drew to me because he knew I needed him.
Maybe it was wishful thinking.
Either way, I couldn't imagine ever leaving this man's side for all the money and power in the world.
"I promise," I said and I meant it with all my being.