Chapter 15 #2
“Isn’t it?” They’d set terms and conditions—sort of—and at the end of the day, he was still secretary to the CEO of Rien Inc. Things between them had only ever been business, that’s what had bothered Nuri the most over the years.
But he was smart enough to keep that to himself, unwilling to dive any further into this madness.
“No,” Silver shifted and reached down, his fingers finding Nuri’s entrance to prod at the tight ring of muscle, “this is a lesson. I’m making a point.” His fingers were covered in something warm and wet as he wiggled his pointer past Nuri’s defenses.
Nuri gasped and buried his face against the sheets, hands clutching at the silky material in a poor attempt to control the way he was already trembling. Just a single finger and he was coming undone. Had he really just arrogantly thought he could handle this?
“Point?” he bit out, though it was a struggle, even if he didn’t want to admit it. When the rest of that finger pushed into the last knuckle a moan tore from the back of his throat, which he tried to silence with the blankets to no avail.
Silver stretched his hole, adding a second finger. He grew quiet as he worked Nuri into a frenzy with his skilled hand.
The video flashed through Nuri’s memory unbidden and he gulped. So far, the touches had been light and gentle. Would things change? Was Silver doing it on purpose to ease him into some false sense of security before—
“You’ve gotten tense,” Silver cut through his thoughts, a thread of concern in his tone, “and not in the good way. What’s wrong? Is it your injury?” He shifted more to the side, easing his body off of Nuri’s so he could glance down at the edge of the bed where their legs were. “Hold on.”
Nuri was rolled onto his back, and this time he gave in and covered his face with his forearm. Fortunately, Silver seemed to take that as a sign that he’d been right about his sudden change in disposition being a result of his ankle.
“Is that better?” he asked, resting his palm on Nuri’s upper thigh when he didn’t get an immediate response. “Nuri?”
“Yes,” he lied. Truthfully, he couldn’t feel any pain in his ankle at all, but that was most likely due to the fact that all the sensation he was feeling was coming from his nether region.
After only taking two fingers, his hole was fluttering from the absence, already wanting to be filled and he only hoped that the Emperor didn’t notice.
If he did, Silver would certainly catch on to Nuri’s true feelings toward him, and that absolutely could not happen. Not only would it no doubt lead to the Emperor immediately cutting this short, but he’d most likely laugh in Nuri’s face as well.
“If your ankle hurts at all during, tell me right away,” Silver said. He grabbed at Nuri’s arm then and pulled it off his face, forcing him to meet his gaze once more. “Do you hear me, Narek?”
“Yes,” he stated, trying, and failing, to tug his wrist free from the other man’s strong grip.
“Your ankle,” Silver repeated, “just that. Don’t bother mentioning if anything else hurts, it won’t make me stop.”
Ackor Hue’s sobs raced through Nuri’s mind and his spine stiffened, but not in fear like Silver clearly assumed. Nuri wasn’t afraid of that prospect.
He was excited.
“You walked into this trap willingly,” Silver chuckled. “Too late to turn back, remember? I’m not letting you go tonight. You aren’t leaving until I’ve had my fill of you and you’re filled with my come.”
A swear slipped past Nuri’s lips and he slapped a hand over his mouth, eyes widening at his audacity. Cursing at the Emperor? He’d seen Silver lose his shit over smaller infractions than that and knew better.
Instead of getting angry, however, Silver seemed the opposite. His eyes gleamed with mischief and in the next instant, his fingers were back at Nuri’s hole, delving inside to curl and stroke at his warm inner walls.
“You only care about my ankle,” Nuri struggled to distract himself from the pleasurable sensations, his dick already straining and leaking. If he didn’t, he’d blow and lose before they even got to the good stuff.
Silver wasn’t the only one who planned on staying here until they were satisfied. Nuri had spent most of his life wishing for this very thing, Silver on top of him and soon to be inside of him. He wasn’t about to self-sabotage and come before the main event.
“You only care about my ankle,” he tried again after his mind had wandered when Silver picked up the pace, spearing three fingers into him now, “because you want me to have to work for you when this is over.”
“This?” Silver shook his head. “This will never be over, not between us. There is no escape, I’m going to have you.
” He pulled his hand free and then lifted onto his knees, yanking Nuri’s ass off the bed so that the tip of his cock now pressed against his entrance.
“Tonight. And this time, you won’t dare forget a single second of it. ”
Nuri opened his mouth to tell him to wait, the sudden shift from easing him into things to racing at the speed of one hundred causing his nerves to spike, but Silver wasn’t having any of that.
With one swift flick of his hips, he shoved all eight inches of his cock inside of Nuri’s tight body, hissing at the squeeze and resistance as he seated himself down to the root.
A cry tore from Nuri’s lips, a mixture of pain and searing pleasure jolting up his spine like a lightning bolt. Instinctively, he clawed at Silver’s arms and tried to wiggle up the bed and away from the steel-like member spearing through him.
The Emperor readjusted his hold and then yanked Nuri back onto his cock, his balls slapping against Nuri’s ass. The expression on his face was wild and intense, filled with pure undiluted lust, and within moments Silver was acting on it, pounding into Nuri despite his cries of alarm.
“Stop!” Nuri’s head rolled against the mattress as that tender spot inside of him was continuously rubbed against. “It hurts!”
He’d never had anything even close to this large in him before—all of his past lovers had been of average length and girth, and the toys he kept at home packed away at the bottom of his dresser drawer…
well, even the biggest of those wasn’t nearly as impressive as the Emperor.
But it was too much, and while there were still waves of pleasure, the pain had yet to subside, the stretch and the burn causing tears to prickle at the corners of Nuri’s eyes until he was a sobbing mess.
“You’ll get used to it,” Silver said before one of his hands found Nuri’s dick and began to stroke in time with his thrusts. “It’s not the first time you’re taking it.”
“I was delirious and on pain meds!” Nuri argued.
“Here, let me help you.”
Nuri’s protests died on his lips while those skilled fingers wrapped around him, the Emperor’s thumb dragging against the bottom from root to tip.
His touch sent sparks zinging throughout his entire body, before long he was mindlessly rocking back against Silver, moaning with every sharp thrust against his hole and the tight grip on his dick.
“All this time and I had no idea how lascivious you were,” Silver panted over Nuri, easily keeping tempo as he spoke. “You look so erotic, who could have guessed you kept all of this hidden beneath those crisp suits and haughty countenance.”
“No,” he shook his head in denial. “I’m not—”
Silver let go of his dick and dropped over him, momentarily crushing Nuri beneath his weight, seemingly on purpose, before he lifted. He kept one arm next to Nuri’s head and brought his hand to his throat, applying enough pressure that Nuri’s eyes widened.
“Just how many other people have you allowed to see you like this, Narek?” Silver asked, a thread of warning in his tone.
His eyes flashed with anger, and there was a tightness to his expression that hadn’t been there a second ago.
He adjusted himself, slipping his knees beneath Nuri’s thighs to force his ass to tip up, allowing his cock to stroke in even deeper.
“How many filthy hands did you let touch you the way I’m touching you?” he continued, his fury brewing with every word. “How many others have plowed this tight hole of yours?”
Truthfully, Nuri had only slept with two other men before, but the encounters had been so disappointing he hadn’t been interested in trying again. Aside from that, he’d been with less than a handful of women over the years, flings that both parties had been on the same page about going in.
“That’s right,” Silver stated then, almost as if he’d actually just recalled, “you’re bisexual, aren’t you?” His hand compressed his throat a little more. “Is this your first time with a man?”
“You’ve slept with many other men, majesty,” Nuri pointed out. “Did you ask every single one of them this same question?”
“Of course not.”
“Then I’m not sure why you’re asking me.”
“Because you’re different,” Silver’s frustration with him grew. “You’re mine.”
“I’m not property.” Nuri cried out when Silver suddenly twisted his right nipple punishingly.
“You’re mine,” he insisted, finally releasing his neck only to loom over him darkly, “and I’m going to prove it.”
His mouth captured Nuri’s, teeth biting on his bottom lip to force him open.
Silver’s tongue shot inside, tangling with his as he dominated him.
All the while his fingers continued to pluck at his abused nipple, fondling the sensitive flesh, until it was angry and raw and Nuri attempted to push him away.
“It’s too much,” Nuri gasped the second he was able to escape the Emperor’s controlling mouth, turning his head to the side as far as he could to avoid another kiss.
He needed oxygen before he passed out, needed to regain focus.
Honestly, it was a miracle he hadn’t combusted already, the mild abuse to his person the only thing having kept him from coming at least three times now. And even then…
He was starting to like it.
“It’s not enough,” Silver corrected. He pulled out suddenly, but before Nuri could so much as take a breath, the Emperor flipped him back onto his stomach and repositioned Nuri’s ass.
Nuri was about to make a snide remark about not being a pancake—mostly to distract himself from the way his heart was thumping wildly in his chest—but the words turned into a strangled garble of sounds when Silver slammed his cock back into him.
The Emperor didn’t pick up his thrusts however, burying himself deep into Nuri’s velvet heat and stilling as if waiting for something.
All of Nuri’s nerve endings tingled around the solid feel of him, his hole clenching around the intrusion, only causing them to both groan.
Silver’s palm whacked against his left ass cheek, the sound echoing in the large room along with Nuri’s shocked howl. Before he could recover, Silver repeated the move, spanking him hard enough his whole body jerked on the mattress, the motion causing some of Silver’s cock to slip free.
He shoved Nuri back down onto it, his hipbone coming into contact with Nuri’s now stinging flesh, and began rocking in and out of him. Silver held him steady, fucking into him with increasing fervor. With every forward thrust, he had Nuri’s dick rubbing against the silk sheets.
Silver pressed down on Nuri’s lower back, forcing him against the mattress even more, and gave him one final slap that had him tumbling off the edge with another breathy scream.
The orgasm hit Nuri and he spasmed, moaning and trying to cover the sounds by hiding his face in his arms. A whine escaped him when he heard the Emperor chuckle behind him, that cock still battering his insides.
“You can’t hide from me, Narek,” Silver taunted, “not anymore. I can see the mess you’ve made from back here. If this is business, what about the salary I pay you? Do you think it’s enough to cover new sheets since you’ve messed up mine so badly? Again?”
“Stop.” It was all Nuri could manage, the embarrassment returning.
“Uh-uh. You lost. You don’t get to make demands.
You just have to lay there and continue to take it like the good boy you’ve been for the past half hour.
” Silver slowed long enough to rest himself over Nuri’s back, nosing the side of his neck until Nuri was forced to lift his head out from within his arms. He rewarded that with a light nip to the curve of his jaw.
“We’ve got a long way to go and I’m only getting started with you. ”
The second he started thrusting again, Nuri opened his mouth with a gasp and Silver took advantage, capturing his mouth in another, almost violent, kiss.