Chapter 34 #2
The moment dessert is over, I excuse myself from the table and head to my room.
I don’t even stay for a digestivo. There’s only one drink I want, and I expect him to knock on my bedroom door at any moment.
It’s almost rude for me to leave so abruptly, but everyone will quickly pair off, returning to their routines.
Kian and Samara will go to his rooms, Nik will undoubtedly chase his date through the woods, and Boden and Lena will suffer another awkward car ride to campus.
And Ariki and I will finally get some much-needed alone time.
His quiet knock has me throwing the door wide open, pulling him in by his tie. Our lips clash together, my hands in his hair, his around my waist. “Stay,” I whisper in Ariki’s ear, as I circle him, nudging the door closed. I move across the room and settle into my wingback chair facing him.
“Strip,” I command.
He gives me an excited little nod, shedding his suit jacket. He moves on to his tie, loosening it, readying to slip it over his head.
“Stop.”
He freezes like a good pup.
“Leave the tie.” I smirk. “It’ll give me something to lead you around by.” Fire blazes in his eyes at the thought, but he doesn’t move a muscle, waiting for my permission. “Continue.”
He unbuttons his shirt, and I settle back in my chair for the show.
Spreading my legs wide, commanding all his attention, I feel myself grow hard under his needy gaze.
He slips his shirt off, the dark tattoos on his chest and arms sucking in all the light in my room.
He’s breathtaking. Nearly seven feet tall, deep bronze skin, flowing ebony hair, 300 pounds of cut, glistening divinity.
“You’re so beautiful for me,” I whisper. “I’ve been thinking about this all evening.”
He may be built like a god, but in this room, I’m the one in complete control. Having kicked off his shoes, he strips off his pants and boxers in one smooth motion.
“Have you been thinking about me too?” I ask and he nods. “Over dinner?” I raise a brow. “Surrounded by all our friends?” He nods again. “Dirty boy, thinking dirty thoughts in public. Were you hard?” He nods, a light sheen of embarrassment tinting his cheeks. “Tell me what you were thinking.”
“This. You. Giving you everything, begging you to take whatever you want from me. Making you gasp and satisfied.” His gruff voice is silky in the quiet of the dim room.
“Mmhmm. I’ve been thinking about that too. That sweet deep grunt you make right before you come has been running through my mind, stuck in my head like my favorite song.” I drag my tongue slowly across my lip.
He stands still, breathing heavily, and lets me drink my fill of him. My eyes trail down his body. His thick cock jerks as my attention lands on his glistening crown. There’s something so erotic about being fully clothed while my partner is a trembling naked mess.
“On your knees,” I order. Ariki lowers himself to the ground. “Good boy,” I purr, and he flushes at my praise. He needs positive affirmations, like the beautiful service switch he is. “Tell me, my sweet boy, have you been keeping secrets from me?”
He shakes his head.
“Oh yes, you have. Do you have anything to tell me about a certain curvy redhead?” I push, arching a brow.
I must take care with his limits. He enjoys being ordered around, and he wants to please me so very much.
But he’s too sweet for all my proclivities, yet sex is never better than when it’s with Ariki.
Only light humiliation is pleasurable for him.
He wants to serve. He wants to be used, but he needs praise to thrive in it.
“You’re attracted to her. Have you been fantasizing about Lena? ”
He particularly enjoys being forced to recount his fantasies, and Suns, do I love when he describes how he pleasures himself.
“Tell the truth, or I won’t be able to give you what you want,” I tsk.
“Yes, Cal.” He bites his plump lower lip.
“Tell me about it,” I command, and he lets out a breathy moan as I cross my ankle over my knee. “Do you think about her when you touch yourself?”
He nods, his cheeks flushing a deep umber. “Last night, I thought about the three of us,” he whispers shyly.
“Where were you when you were thinking about us?” I push.
“In the shower,” he moans. I tilt my head, demanding he continue. “Stroking myself.”
I lick my bottom lip, picturing Ariki’s perfect masculine body pressed up against cool tile. “Oh, my boy, wet and hard at the thought of me and Lena?”
“Yes, Cal. I want to run my fingers through both of your autumn-colored waves,” he confides. “I pictured worshiping you both for hours.”
“How did you worship us?” I goad him on, knowing he needs me to pull these desires from his throat.
“On my knees for you, like I am now. My mouth wrapped around you, tongue sliding over all of you, tasting you. And my fingers…”
“What were your fingers doing?” I push, and his blush deepens, moving down his neck and over his chest.
“Touching her.” A deep groan escapes his chest.
“Buried in her cunt?”
“Yes, Cal,” he whisper-moans, and I feel my own precum pearling at the thought.
“My, my, my. What a naughty boy, thinking such depraved thoughts about sweet darling Vladlena,” I say, giving him my most seductive smirk. He flushes deeper. “But I think I should reward you for being so honest with me.” With a crook of my finger, I demand that he come to me.
And knowing the protocol, he begins a slow sensual crawl.
“I’ve been thinking about how pretty the two of you would be together, too,” I admit with a tilt of my head. “Do you dream about what she’d look like on her knees next to you, obeying my every command?”
“Yes, Cal. I crave it,” he says, as he comes to a stop in front of me.
“Do you want to know what I’d demand of you if she were here?
” I uncross my legs, setting my feet on the floor.
He nods as I run my fingers over his tie.
“She’s got quite a mouth on her, that one, so sassy.
” I tug his tie, jerking him closer. “I would order her to suck you off.” He moans at my vulgar description.
“But I wouldn’t allow you to touch her.”
He whimpers in response, needy and wanton.
“I know. I know,” I murmur, stroking his hair while keeping a firm grip on his tie with my other hand. “I know you need to touch, but it would be the sweetest torture for you.” Leaning down, I plant a slow kiss on his lips, swollen from his own bites of restraint.
He shivers as my fingertips trace down his chest.
“I’d have you on your knees and her on all fours, your cock in her mouth,” I whisper into his lips, and he shudders as my breath dusts across his face.
I lean back in my chair. “Free me,” I order as I yank him closer by the tie.
He reaches up, undoing my belt buckle and then my pants, and I lift my hips so he can lower my underwear just slightly, until I spring free. Want and desire light up his heavy gaze.
“I’d stand over her luscious body, gripping her hair, and help her take you deeper. What do you think? With my help, I bet we could get her nose to touch your stomach.”
Ariki’s body begins to shake from holding himself back from touching me.
“And after you have been good and kept your hands behind your back while our sweet darling Lena pleasured you, I’d reward you. I’d guide your mouth to me.” I drag his head into my lap. “Lick, from base to tip.”
He eagerly complies, and I shudder under his attention. His thick wet tongue, dragging across my skin, sends the flesh on my thighs tingling.
“Good pup. Take me in your mouth,” I praise. “Just like this, I’d fuck your throat.”
He takes me deeper until I bottom out, hitting the back of his throat. He swallows me down. The tight ridges of his throat pull me deeper. He bobs his head, popping me out of his mouth before sucking me back in.
“That’s right, now stroke yourself. Slowly.
” I watch his forearms tense as he grips his cock.
He moans, the sound sending vibrations to my spine.
“Good, so good for me,” I praise, as I caress his silky hair.
“Oh, but don’t you think sweet soft Vladlena would be so beautiful helping you pleasure me?
” The fantasy I weave for him causes him to quicken his movements.
What gets him off the most is not when someone is touching him but when he pleases others.
“How pretty would she be on her knees, face buried in my ass, while I command the two of you to work me over together?”
He moans and takes me deeper, his grip on his thick length tightening, his pace increasing with each thrust.
“That’s right, tighter,” I command, and he swallows my head, massaging me with his throat. “You want to serve me together?”
He hums, nodding as much as he can while I’m buried deep in his throat. He pumps his fist faster.
“That’s it. Good boy, keep going.” My grip on his tie tightens as pressure builds, pleasure crawling up my spine. Fuck. I’m so close.
“Hey Cal, can you give me a ride…” Lena pushes open the door to my room. “Oh my god.”
“Lena!” My eyes widen at her surprise appearance.
Ariki startles and begins to pull his head back, but I grip him tighter and growl under my breath, “Fuck. Yes. Don’t stop.
” I thrust once, twice, spilling into his mouth.
“Fuck.” I shudder, my gaze locked with Lena’s lust-heavy eyes.
Ariki follows me over the edge, coming in his own hand, his shoulders shaking and his head in my lap.
“Oh shit. I’m sorry.” Lena turns quickly, running from the room. “Um, fuck, never mind,” she shouts over her shoulder.
I sympathize with Boden, now enduring my own awkward car ride with Lena.
After she stumbled into my room and got more than an eyeful, I ran after her and was able to gather through her stuttered sentences and flailing arms that Boden had left without her and she needed a ride back to campus.
So now here we sit in uncomfortable silence while I debate what I should say.
Somehow I don’t think the appropriate thing to say is “Sorry I looked into your eyes while I came in my boyfriend’s mouth because I was too enraptured to stop and the look in your eyes while you watched me fuck his throat sent me over the edge. ”
“I’m sorry about, um, earlier,” she mumbles shyly, picking at her cuticles. “I should have knocked.”
“It’s alright. Just so you are aware, it is proper etiquette to RSVP in advance.” I offer up my most mischievous smirk.
“Oh my god, Cal!” She huffs a laugh of relief and lightly swats at my shoulder with the back of her hand. And just like that, the awkwardness melts away. “Can I ask you a personal question?” Her teeth bite down on her pouty lip.
“I suppose.”
“I know it’s not my place…but I’ve been wondering because this world is so new to me and for my own predicaments.
” She returns to fiddling with her nails.
“How are you able to be in a relationship with someone you can’t keep?
I only ask because, I guess, I don’t know anyone in a relationship across kingdoms, except for you.
And I mean, I guess I’m kind of dating a shifter or whatever.
” A little frustrated sigh escapes her lips. “I don’t really know how to ask this.”
“I understand. It isn’t easy. What Ariki and I have, it’s impossible and reckless, but it was just inevitable.
” I let out a shaky breath. “I tried to fight it, he tried to fight it. In any other circumstance, we could just continue a secret cross-kingdom relationship indefinitely, but that isn’t a possibility for ruling families.
“That is bullshit.”
“It is.” I chuckle, but it’s a strained laugh—a sad, desperate sound. “We were as doomed as a couple could be, from the start.”
“Unless you were mates?” She glances up at me, a spark of a question in her eyes.
“Exactly.” I offer her a wistful half smile. “But we aren’t.”
“How do you know?”
“I had hoped for a while that we were.” I run my hands through my waves.
“It, of course, would alter the trajectory of the entire realm. It would bring together two kingdoms, which would reshape our world drastically.” I look at her out of the corner of my eye, her full attention is wrapped around my words.
“But I digress, mate bonds are observable even before they snap in place fully. From my understanding, we can sense them albeit in different ways. Shifters can recognize their mate through their heightened senses. Devorare through their feeding. And for Elementum and Convalescere, I’ve heard their power recognizes their mate.
I guess it’s not an exact science, and having never experienced it myself, I can’t really say what it’s like. ”
She lets out a little hum of acknowledgement. “But is it…” She trails off, but I know where her mind has gone.
“Worth it?” I ask, and she nods. “Yes, Vladlena, it’s worth it. Any time with Teariki is worth all the pain of one day losing him.” Even though that day of loss is rapidly approaching.