Chapter 15 #2
Vor crossed his arms under his head. A small, seductive smile played over his lips, though Snow could still see lingering doubts.
Snow slid his hips up and down Vor’s lap until he felt the monster under him growing. He’d have to make Vor forget those doubts.
“Snow…” Vor scoffed. “You just fainted. You need rest.”
“I’ll rest. After you reclaim me as yours.” Snow moaned. “After you prove to me how much you want me. Erase the doubts from my mind.”
Vor’s eyelids grew heavy. He pulled his hands from under his head and moved them to the hem of Snow’s tunic. It was off in a flash, the tights soon following. Snow rubbed his nude body all over Vor—who was still fully dressed.
The door to Snow’s bedchamber opened, and Shen appeared in the gap. “Have you fini—” He stopped, shaking his head. “Of course you’ve finished talking and moved on to earthier delights.”
“Would you like them to join us?” Vor whispered.
Snow gazed down at Vor. After the loss he’d suffered, he wanted time with Vor alone. Turning his attention to Shen, he smiled. “Give us a half hour and then you three are welcome to join us. Right now, I wish to be alone with my mate.”
The pleasure-filled smile that graced Shen’s face was a menace. “Anything you wish, Your Highness.”
As the door closed, Snow crawled down Vor’s body. He untied Vor’s soft leather braies and reached in to stroke the hard cock under it. Vor peeled his vest and tunic off, baring his chest.
“I’m shocked to see you still wearing these after what you said in the chapel.”
Vor snickered. “It’s not as if there’s any clothing here large enough to fit me. I was told my old clothes were all but destroyed during the fight and that every tailor in the kingdom came together to make these in time for my funeral.”
“Good thing I didn’t tear anything from your body,” Snow said, smiling. “I’ll have to ask our tailors to create a trousseau for you as a gift for our upcoming mating ceremony.”
“Trousseaus are for omegas,” Vor scoffed.
“They can be for whomever I choose,” Snow said. “I can’t have my future Prince Consort walking around the castle naked, now can I?” He grinned. “Although, I wouldn’t mind that myself.”
Vor grinned, but it faded as a groan of pleasure escaped him. His gaze dropped to Snow’s hand working up and down his shaft.
“I’m sorry I lied to you about not being of noble birth,” Vor whispered, his head falling back against the pillow. He met Snow’s gaze. “Do you forgive me?”
“If we’re being honest, I lied to you once, too.”
Vor’s eyes narrowed. “About what?”
“About being a virgin,” Snow replied, continuing to stroke Vor.
“Nay,” Vor said. His eyes widened as he searched Snow’s face. “There’s no way you were a virgin that first night.”
“The only cocks that had ever been inside me before that had been my godemiches. You were my first, Vor. The first man to claim my body. How thoroughly you did your job, hmm?”
Vor collected Snow’s face with both hands, stilling him. “I wish you would’ve told me. I would’ve been gentler. We wouldn’t have pushed you so. Snow…”
“I feared you wouldn’t have touched me at all. You did nothing I didn’t want,” Snow said. “I wasn’t in the mood for gentle… or easy. I might not have known a real man yet, but I wasn’t untried, either.”
Vor dragged him down for a kiss. “No more lies between us?”
Snow shook his head. “No more lies.”
Vor rolled Snow under him, pinning him to the mattress. “To clear the air… I’ve known you were mine since the forest where I found you.”
Wide eyed, Snow gazed up at him. “Why did you not say anything then?”
“You were terrified. Traumatized. Was I supposed to act like the brute you assumed and claim you then and there? Nay.” Vor shook his head. “I fought the desire tooth and nail.”
Snow gasped softly. “And you doubt that you’re a changed man?”
Vor met his gaze. “I don’t know that I did a great job of fighting that need. I urged you to bathe with me, remember?”
“When you asked me to follow you, I took your hand freely,” Snow replied. “I knew what would likely happen.”
“I had no right to take you that night. You’d just endured hell. I was a prisoner. I had no future to offer you.” Vor caressed the side of Snow’s face. “But I was so starved for touch… and true connection. And you were so soft and willing. You were an escape from the hell I’d been living.”
“And now you are free. We both are,” Snow said. “Show me what you plan to do with that freedom, mate.”
Vor captured Snow’s lips, kissing him hungrily. Snow mewled, rubbing himself against Vor, needing a connection of his own. Before getting it, Vor lifted off him. Snow moaned in disappointment.
Vor crawled lower and took Snow’s hard shaft between his lips. Snow threaded his fingers through the alpha’s black tresses and lifted his hips, feeding his cock into his mate’s warm mouth. His head whipped back and forth against the silk pillowcase, his whines growing in volume.
When Vor’s fingers slid inside him, he raised off the bed, back arching.
Snow’s cries bounced off the tapestry-covered walls and were muted somewhat by the fire raging in the hearth some feet away.
Another fire burned inside Snow. It grew with every thrust of Vor’s fingers.
Slick leaked from him freely, the wet sounds of Vor’s prodding seductive.
Vor’s mouth was unforgiving. He suckled Snow with such strength, using his tongue like a weapon. Snow twisted his fingers in Vor’s hair, pulling some of it from the band of leather at his nape.
It didn’t take long for the tension to build. While it had only been a few days since they’d last been together, it felt like an eternity with all that had happened. Death was a distance he’d never expected to close. It had yawned open, a lifetime of happiness slipping from his fingers.
Now, his happiness had returned.
When Vor looked up at him, their eyes met. All he saw was Vor’s desire to see him pleased. It’s all he’d ever seen since their first moment together. Everything Vor did had been for Snow.
At that thought, the dam broke. Snow came with force, spilling into Vor’s hungry mouth as his body shook violently. Snow screamed his alpha’s name, rechristening him for the world to hear. After he’d come back to earth, breathing fire into his lungs, Snow watched Vor lift his fingers to his lips.
Vor licked Snow’s slick off them one by one before rising to his knees.
A deep growl roared through him as he pushed his braies down his muscular hips.
Snow lifted his legs, urging his alpha to make them one again.
Vor was only too happy to be welcomed home again.
With one thrust, he lodged himself halfway inside Snow’s depths.
Another had him full-hilt, deep within Snow’s body.
Mouths at war, they kissed as Vor settled in.
Snow whimpered when he moved again. Vor’s cock took up so much space, filling Snow like no other man or godemiche ever had.
Stars shone at the edges of his vision, the pleasure of his alpha’s body almost too intense.
Vor linked his fingers with Snow, their connection complete.
This was his other half, the man who completed him. Joined in all ways, Snow recognized his mate. They needed no ceremony. Fate had stitched them together that first night. Vor was the air in his lungs. The joy in his heart.
No one could tear them apart again.
Their bodies came together over and over, the friction slowly fueling another fire within Snow. A few more thrusts in and they were joined by the others, all naked and their bodies wanting.
“It’s already been a half hour?” Snow asked, sheepish.
“Should we give you more time with your mate?” Hwa asked.
His tone was light, but Snow could see disappointment in Hwa’s eyes. Did they feel unloved due to his connection with Vor? He hoped not. Vor might take up a larger space in his heart because they were mates, but there was plenty of room left for Shen, Hwa, and Owan.
“Nay,” Vor said, holding Snow’s gaze.
Snow’s heart swelled with love as something unspoken was shared between them. He nodded, sensing what Vor wanted to say.
Vor turned to eye the other alphas. “You belong here with our little prince. You held him close when I couldn’t. I’m forever grateful for that.”