Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Torin
I feel extremely rejuvenated.
The body on the bed beside me? Maybe not so much.
“You alive?” I ask as I poke him.
“No,” Riley groans. “What the hell did you do to me? You made me into a sex fiend. I couldn’t stop. My ass hurts. My dick is so sensitive that even the sheets are too much. I’m just going to live here for the rest of the day.”
I reach over and drag him toward me. He immediately puts a hand on my chest, keeping me from pulling him flush against me.
“Nope. I know your tricks. You already did this one to me last night before fucking me again. Holy shit, gods of love are terrifying. Scarier than gods of war.”
“You enjoyed it,” I remind him.
“Too much,” he mutters into his pillow. “My brain stopped after that whole pinning me to the wall thing. I won’t be able to walk right for a week.”
“You’re fine,” I assure him while I question whether maybe I did go a bit overboard with the human.
I’ve never been so… addicted to someone’s body the way I was last night.
Which is surely just because it’s been so long since I’ve had anything other than my hand to fuck.
And it’s not like he wasn’t initiating it as much as I was.
I think neither of us were in the mindset to think about consequences.
“I am dead. Bring the books here to me,” he mumbles.
“You look very much alive to me,” I say, trying again to pull Riley closer. He momentarily lets me before he smacks me off him.
“You’re already hard! Put that damn thing away!”
“I’m not going to do anything with it, I promise! It’s just because I haven’t gotten laid in so long.” Right? That’s definitely right.
“I can’t trust myself not to jump on it like I did multiple times last night! You’re bad for my health. Go jerk off far, far away from me.”
“It’ll go down. Let me hold you!”
“Why would you hold me? I don’t want to be held!”
“Why are you so stubborn?” I growl. “I miss human contact!”
“Well, you got plenty of it last night!”
Just thinking about last night does absolutely nothing to make my cock go down.
I snatch him up, and this time he doesn’t fight me as I drag him onto me and smile, pleased with myself.
I’m unsure whether he finally just caved or what, but I’m happy.
I rub his back, hoping to work out some of the soreness he’s feeling and unwilling to let my prize go.
He closes his eyes and murmurs something that might have been “Feels good” or could have been “I’m going to kick you in the nuts. ”
I tend to lean toward the former since he doesn’t roll off me, but then again, this is Riley. He could be telling me he’d roast my nuts while also sticking around for the back rub because it feels nice.
Though I notice that he appears to be a little hard himself, I am a smart man, and I know better than to mention this if I want to keep him in my grasp.
I’m just over here doing my best to keep my fingers from wandering down to cup an ass cheek or two just so I can give those perfect globes a little squeeze.
“We really need to do something useful,” he mutters. “I’m just too dead to do it. You barely let me sleep.”
“We need no sleep. We can feast off pleasure,” I declare.
“Maybe one of us can but the other can’t,” he grumbles.
I feel like he’s just being rather dramatic and rub his back some more in the hope of taming the beast. It tames him for hardly any time at all before he rolls off me and sighs loudly.
“Let’s face this day.”
“Let’s not,” I say as I drag him back on top of me. He doesn’t even fight this time.
I like this position. It is quite enjoyable to have him on top of me, naked skin pressed against mine. Yes, I very much would like to keep him here.
“We’re never going to get anything done if you don’t let me get up,” Riley says, even though he’s trying none too hard while he lies here, completely relaxed. But then my eyes catch the black that’s made its way up to his wrists and my hand on his back stills.
“I’m not staying here if I don’t continue to get my back rub,” he threatens.
So I quickly resume rubbing his back. “Do you want me to bring you books here?”
“No, I’m fine,” he says, and after a few minutes, he sighs and pushes himself up to a sit. “We really should get up.”
“We can do this again tonight.”
“Dear god, no. You’re going to break me at this rate,” he complains as he throws the covers off both of us and gets out of bed. I enjoy the view of his ass while he gathers up his familiar and disappears into the bathroom. Then I decide I want more of such a delectable sight and hurry after him.
“What? Do you want to watch me take a piss now?” he asks.
“For some reason, I do,” I say. “Must be from being deprived of people to stare at for so long.” That is definitely it.
“Hmm…” Riley mumbles before finishing up and going over to the sink.
I step up to him and lean down to press my dick against his ass cheeks where it fits so well.
It’s like he instinctively melts into me as I tip my head down to kiss a mark I’d left on his neck.
“Fucking hell, you’re bad for my health. ”
“Oh?”
He remains there for a second, like he’s contemplating many things, before he pulls away from me. “Come dress me.”
“I’m coming,” I say as I head out and gather some clothes. I slide a sleeve over his arm and enjoy dressing him while he watches me through Kit’s eyes.
“Does Kit choose where to look or does your bond tell her where you’d like to look?”
“A bit of both. The bond tells her what I want, but she definitely doesn’t have to do it and often decides to do whatever she likes. Which is fine. She is her own being, after all. But sometimes I feel like she knows where I want to look before I even know myself.”
I slide the pants onto him and tie them before drawing him in, wanting another kiss for some reason.
It’s like an addiction at this point. He tips his head up toward me, but I hesitate, not quite sure what I’m doing or what this weird feeling is.
I don’t know how to explain it, and in my thousand years as a god, I’ve never felt anything like it.
“You just going to stare at me with a blank expression all day?”
“I considered it,” I say as I let him go without giving him a kiss and gaze at the peculiar man instead.
Is he somehow using his magic on me to make me addicted to him?
But I thought he only had his three types of stored magic, as well as the magic of the last person he touched.
And it’s not like succubus magic works on me.
“You’re still staring at me,” Riley comments while he walks out of the room, but Kit has turned around on his shoulder to stare at me. “Dress yourself and meet me in the library with food.”
“Right away,” I say as I watch him go, feeling even more perplexed.
I try to will my dick into behaving, but it seems like every time I think about Riley, it decides that it’s not going to behave. So I jerk myself off while my mind replays the moments we’d enjoyed last night.
There were many.
Too many.
In the bed, against the wall, in the bath after Riley declared we were done and were only getting in to wash ourselves.
I glance over at the tub and think about him bent over the edge, taking my cock in that tight ass of his.
And… now I’m even harder.
Fuck.
Once I’ve finished, I feel even more disgruntled and I’m not quite sure why.
I head down toward the kitchen, but before I reach it, I slip outside and kneel in front of Quill, frozen in time.
Pressing my hand against the side of his face, I question whether he feels colder than he did yesterday. The thought of that makes my stomach tighten.
“I’m so sorry,” I whisper, feeling guilty that I’ve felt such happiness since leaving this place. I press my head against his and close my eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
I want to feel the coolness of his scales, the warmth of his mane… He’s the only being that has stayed by my side for nearly a thousand years, and I betrayed him for my own greed. He didn’t deserve this. He deserved so much more.
“Are you okay?”
I turn, startled that I hadn’t noticed the human coming up behind me. “I thought you were looking at books.”
“Kit was very concerned about her breakfast and ran off to find you before I could stop her. When she found you out here, I made her come back to get me so I could see what’s going on. You really miss him, don’t you?”
“It’s my fault he’s like this.”
Riley looks confused as he walks closer to me.
“Your fault? Did you forget the whole thing about the man who came through the Door and killed everyone and took your magic? I’m more than confident it’s not your fault.
You had no way of knowing what his magic would do. How would you have ever guessed?”
“Just like the magic that keeps this palace green, I had enough magic left to keep Quill alive,” I say.
“It was just the two of us for the past two hundred years. I can’t tell you how much it meant to still have him by my side.
No, he couldn’t talk; no, he wasn’t human, but he was living and he was the only thing that kept me sane.
My boredom led to me reading every single book in that library, and that’s when, about fifty years ago, I learned how to open a Door. ”
“And you didn’t open one the instant you learned?” Riley asks in surprise.
“The only magic I had left went into keeping Quill alive,” I say as I let my fingers travel down his neck. “He was all I had left. I loved him so desperately… and I knew that it would take his life if I were to open that Door.