Chapter 13
The next thing he knew, one of Silver’s hands was on Nuri’s lower stomach, peeling him off the edge of the counter just long enough for his other hand to snake around him and slink past the waistband of his pants.
“What are you doing?!” Nuri panicked and tried to remove his hold, grabbing onto both of his wrists only for the Emperor to hump into him.
The move caused the hard length of Silver’s cock to press between Nuri’s ass, their clothing preventing them from having direct contact.
It also forced him back against the counter, the marble digging into Nuri’s stomach even as the hand still down the front of his pants pulled him back, readjusting his hips so that Silver had better access to what he wanted.
He palmed Nuri’s dick through his underwear at first, rubbing against him until he felt Nuri begin to react to his ministrations. Then he slipped beneath that final layer, his fingers wrapping around Nuri’s solid length.
“Stop it!” Nuri hissed, keeping his voice down at the last second.
Silver shushed him anyway. “Do you want Nate to come in here and give a repeat of last night? I’m not sure I’ll tolerate him a second time. What do you think? You know the lengths of my patience best, and just how far it’ll stretch. Want to risk it, Narek?”
He ground his teeth and then gave a single, curt shake of his head. “No.”
“Then be a good boy and give into me.” Silver’s other hand made its way beneath Nuri’s dress shirt, traveling up his stomach to his chest to tweak at his left nipple.
When Nuri bowed back into him because of the contact he chuckled against the curve of his neck.
“There were go. Just like that, pet. Let me make you feel good.”
Nuri was hard as a rock now, and he bit his lower lip to keep from groaning as Silver rolled his thumb over his cockhead and pressed lightly at his slit.
“Think you can resist?” the Emperor teased, clearly trying to push him to slip up and make a sound despite his earlier comments. He brought his mouth to the sensitive spot beneath Nuri’s ear and without any further warning gave a long suck.
Nuri’s dick twitched and a gush of precome leaked out of him.
Silver collected it and began to stroke him, his movements quick and measured. His grip was just tight enough to cause the perfect amount of friction, the slick sound of skin rubbing against skin momentarily distracting them both.
“Stop,” Nuri tried a second time, though even as he said it, he leaned back into the Emperor even more, resting his head against the larger man’s shoulder. His eyes drifted shut when his nipple was pinched again, mouth parted on a silent moan that by some miracle he managed to keep contained.
“I’m tired of being interrupted,” Silver told him, voice deep and breathy. “The door isn’t locked, but even if someone walks in on us now, we’re not stopping until you’ve coated my hand. Is that understood, Narek?”
“No,” he shook his head, a bit more wildly this time, “Not at all. I don’t know why you’re doing this, sir.”
“Don’t you?”
“This isn’t what we agreed on. This isn’t the game. Neither of us rolled any dice. You can’t just—”
Silver shoved him forward, bending him over the countertop until his cheek met the cool marble surface.
He held him there by the neck, thrusting forward to rub the intimidating bulge of his concealed cock against Nuri’s ass all over again.
“Should I take my shirt off? Will seeing me half-naked make a difference?”
He was so caught up in the word naked that it took a moment longer than it should have for Nuri to get past that and the added confusion that statement brought. But once it hit him what Silver was insinuating, he sucked in a sharp breath.
“You were listening in on us,” he accused, already knowing that was the case. He must have overheard Nate joking about showing him that picture of Jeban. “For how long?”
He prayed he hadn’t heard the part about the crush Nuri had on him.
Even knowing that he’d come on to him yesterday, Nuri was clinging to the fact he could blame in on the drugs.
If Silver had listened to him and his brother talking about it?
There was nothing he could say to convince the other man it wasn’t true and the level of embarrassment that would bring…
“Long enough to know you were considering meeting up with this friend of your brother’s,” Silver’s tone darkened and his hand tightened slightly, his movements becoming rougher. “This friend who apparently wants you.”
“I wasn’t.” He had no clue why he sounded so desperate denying it but when Silver pumped against him again and squeezed his weeping dick he forgot all about it and whined.
“What’s that?” Silver asked. “Want your brother to hear after all? Want him to hear and know what I’m doing to you so he can go off and tell his little friend that you’re already claimed by somebody and he should back off before he loses his life?”
“You’re—” Nuri bit his tongue to keep another cry from escaping him, continuing only once he was sure he had a hold of himself, “You’re taking this too far, sir. He didn’t mean anything by it.”
“Sounded like he did,” Silver growled.
“He didn’t,” he insisted, “and I wouldn’t have gone.”
“Of course you wouldn’t have,” he said. “Because if you’d so much as tried, I would have dragged you back here and fucked you in the foyer where Falc and all of the other servants could get an eyeful of just how well you take my cock in that tight hole of yours.”
Tears welled, and Nuri wasn’t even sure why, but he fought against them, not wanting to cry on top of everything else.
His dick was being rubbed raw and even though they were both still fully clothed, just feeling the bump and grind of Silver between his cheeks was enough to have Nuri’s balls tightening.
Had Silver been this filthy when they’d done it the other night? Had he been this brutal? If so, how the hell had Nuri been able to forget, even with the help of the drugs?
“Please,” he had no idea what he was asking for, but he asked for it anyway.
Silver shushed him, seeming to understand even when Nuri himself didn’t.
“I don’t want to share you with anyone, ever.
It’s an empty threat, pet, so long as you don’t push.
So long as I’m the one in control of this,” he twisted his palm around Nuri’s dick, making sure the sensation was pleasurable and not too rough, “I’m the only one you get to go to when you want your needs met. If I hear about another Jeban—”
“You won’t,” Nuri promised, half out of his mind from the pleasure and the need to come now that he feared he’d say anything just to get the Emperor to let him. “I wouldn’t have. Really.”
“Did you lose it to one of your brother’s friends?” Silver demanded. “Is that it? Is that why it was so easy for him to suggest it?”
“No!” He slapped a hand over his mouth when that came out louder than he’d meant for it to, terrified gaze leaping toward the closed door. His heart pounded in his chest, the unease not leaving even when after a moment it didn’t open.
“Should I believe you?” Silver asked.
“I didn’t.” The age gap aside, there’d only ever been one person Nuri had actively wanted to sleep with, and it certainly hadn’t been anyone in Nate’s social circle.
“I didn’t,” he repeated, ending with a sob.
He was so close it was starting to morph into pleasure-pain and if he didn’t get to orgasm soon, he really would burst into tears.
“Then come for me, Nuri,” Silver ordered. “Come for me and scream my name when you do.”
With Nate in the next room? Absolutely not. He shook his head.
“Do it,” Silver growled. “That’s the only way I’ll forgive your brother for making that suggestion in the first place. He knew you were already mine, and yet he had the audacity to try and set you up with another man? That’s a punishable offense—”
Not wanting him to finish that sentence, Nuri lifted off the table as much as he could and turned his head.
With Silver’s face already so close it was simple enough for him to find his mouth, and he kissed him, silencing whatever else he’d been about to say.
Their tongues tangled, the taste of bitter coffee lingering.
Their lips were still sealed a moment later when Nuri finally came, screaming Silver’s name directly into his mouth so the sound was muffled and immediately swallowed up by the other man.
His emptied into his palm, his spent dick twitching through the rush as Silver continued to work him until he was completely wrung out with nothing left to give.
Nuri lost feeling in his legs and collapsed into the Emperor’s arms, out of breath and unable to focus on anything other than the lingering sparks of electricity that crackled throughout his entire body.
By the time he came to his senses enough to realize Silver was still hard, the Emperor had already cleaned him up and tucked him back into his pants. With his clothing adjusted, it was almost as if nothing had happened, the only giveaway the fact that his face was no doubt a bright red.
Silver shifted on his feet, turning Nuri around so that he was propped up by the counter instead of him, then he smoothed out the wrinkles in his dress shirt and brushed a somewhat sweat-damped strand of hair off Nuri’s forehead almost tenderly.
“Count to one hundred before you head back to the dining room,” he suggested. “Believe it or not, I don’t want anyone else to see you like this. Not even your brother.”
Nuri wasn’t sure he could speak so opted not to even attempt it, merely staring up at Silver in silent reply.
With a light chuckle, Silver leaned in and gave him a soft kiss, just a brief brushing of their lips before he pulled back and headed toward the opposite exit.
Without so much as a second glance in Nuri’s direction, he disappeared into the hallway.
As soon as he was alone, Nuri slid to the floor. He’d stay there until his wild heart stopped betraying him and got itself back under control. Then he’d go see his brother off and act like this whole thing had never happened.
He didn’t want it to, but Nate’s words from before flickered through his mind and he flinched.
Nuri had never wished to improve his station further. Becoming something as grand as Royal Consort had never been even a fleeting desire, despite what Nate clearly believed.
But that didn’t mean Nuri hadn’t wanted other things. Forbidden things.
If he wasn’t careful, he’d fall further into this trap, whisked away by his own foolish emotions. Nuri wanted freedom and a new life.
He couldn’t allow Silver to make him forget that.