Chapter Fourteen
Sobek’s hands tightened on Rudy’s hips, his dark eyes seeming to burn into Rudy’s soul. “You have to know that the only thing holding me back is that I’m worried you don’t understand what you’re agreeing to.”
Rudy huffed, rolling his eyes. “Oh, I get it. Forever. Big scary word. But you know what? I’ve been doing this alone for three years.
I’ve been the only one making sure these kids are fed, safe, and loved.
I’ve been the one staying up all night when they’re sick, the one fixing the damn doors when they break, the one worrying if I’m doing enough.
And now you’re here, telling me you want to be part of this family, that you love us, but you’re suddenly all ‘oh, but Rudy, are you sure?’” He poked Sobek’s chest. “Yes. I’m sure, dammit.
So if you’re serious, prove it. Claim me. ”
Sobek’s breath hitched. His fingers flexed against Rudy’s skin, like he was fighting the urge to grab, to take.
“You don’t know what this bond will do to you.
It’s not just immortality, it’ll be me, in your head, in your veins.
You’ll feel everything I feel. You’ll be tied to me in ways you can’t even imagine. ”
Rudy leaned in, close enough that their lips nearly brushed. “Good. Because I’ve been tied to these kids since the second I found them, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. So if you’re offering me more - if you’re offering me you - then stop wasting the precious time we’ve been given here.”
Sobek made a sound - something between a growl and a groan - before his mouth crashed down on Rudy’s. It wasn’t gentle, and it definitely wasn’t sweet. It was hungry, as if Sobek had been starving for centuries, and Rudy was the first real meal he’d ever had.
Rudy gasped into the kiss, fingers looping at the base of Sobek’s neck.
He’d imagined a scene just like this - oh, he’d imagined it - but the reality was so much better.
Sobek’s hands were everywhere, mapping his body like he was memorizing every inch.
One palm slid under Rudy’s shirt, calloused fingers tracing the dip of his spine before gripping his ass and hauling him flush against Sobek’s hard length.
“Bed,” Rudy managed between kisses. “Now. Unless you want the kids walking in on us.”
Sobek didn’t need to be told twice. He stood in one fluid motion, lifting Rudy like he weighed nothing, and carried him upstairs.
The master bedroom was a mess - laundry half-folded on the chair, a stack of books teetering on the nightstand, the faint scent of Timothy’s baby powder still lingering from earlier.
But none of that mattered when Sobek kicked the door shut and pressed Rudy against it, his mouth trailing down Rudy’s throat.
“Tell me to stop,” Sobek rasped against his skin. “One word, and I will.”
Rudy arched into the touch, his cock already aching. “Not a chance.”
Sobek’s chuckle was music to Rudy’s soul.
His teeth grazed Rudy’s collarbone before he dropped to his knees, fingers making quick work of Rudy’s belt and zipper.
The cool night air hit his overheated skin, but then Sobek’s mouth was on him, hot and wet, and Rudy’s head fell back against the door with a thud.
“Damn… Sobek…”
Sobek didn’t let up. His tongue swirled around the head of Rudy’s cock before taking him deep, his throat working around him in a way that had Rudy’s knees shaking. One of Sobek’s big hands gripped his hip, holding him steady, while the other cupped his balls, rolling them gently.
Rudy’s fingers scrambled for purchase, gripping Sobek’s bald head, his shoulders, the doorframe - anything to keep him upright. “Gonna…fuck, I’m gonna…”
Sobek pulled off with a wet pop, his lips swollen, his eyes dark with promise. “Not yet.”
Rudy whined, but before he could protest, Sobek stood, lifting him again and tossing him onto the bed. Rudy bounced once, then scrambled back against the pillows as Sobek loomed over him, stripping off his shirt and sleep pants.
And gods. Sobek was…well…a god. Broad shoulders, thick thighs, a chest that looked like it had been carved from stone. And his cock - Rudy’s mouth went dry - was heavy and flushed, the tip already glistening.
“See something you like?” Sobek’s voice was rough and held a hint of amusement.
Rudy swallowed. “Yeah. Now get over here.”
Sobek didn’t make him ask twice. He crawled onto the bed, caging Rudy in with his arms, his body heat seeping into Rudy’s skin. Their mouths crashed together again, tongues tangling, teeth clacking. Rudy wrapped his legs around Sobek’s waist, grinding up against him, needing more.
Sobek broke the kiss with a groan. “Patience.”
“I’ve been patient for weeks,” Rudy snapped. “I want you inside me. Now.”
Sobek’s nostrils flared. For a second, Rudy thought he’d argue, but then Sobek’s hand pressed flat against Rudy’s stomach, and a wave of warmth spread through him, pooling low in his gut.
Rudy gasped. “What the…oh.”
The sensation was…indescribable. It was like he was being stretched open, but without the burn or any of the discomfort. There was just pleasure, burning deep inside, making his body ache with need.
“Just a spot of magic,” Sobek murmured against his lips. “So I don’t hurt you.”
Rudy could only moan in response, his hips lifting off the bed. “Please.”
Sobek didn’t tease him after that. He lined himself up, his cock pressing against Rudy’s entrance, and then, with what had to have been infinite control, he slowly pushed in.
Rudy’s breath stuttered. It had been a while - a very long while - and even with the magic, the stretch was a lot. But Sobek gave him time, moving slowly inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside Rudy, their bodies flush.
“Okay?” Sobek’s voice was strained, his forehead pressed to Rudy’s.
“Yeah.” Rudy exhaled, adjusting to the fullness. “Yeah, just…a lot. Move.”
Sobek did, and oh, it was good. So freaking good. Rudy’s toes curled, his nails digging into Sobek’s back. Sobek set a steady rhythm, deep and rolling, hitting that spot inside Rudy that made his vision white out at the edges.
“More,” Rudy demanded, his voice rough. “Harder.”
Sobek groaned. His hips snapped forward, driving into Rudy with a force that had the headboard knocking against the wall.
Rudy didn’t care. He loved the weight of Sobek on top of him, the way his muscles flexed with every thrust, and the sounds he made, low and guttural, as if Rudy was the best thing he’d ever had.
Rudy’s cock was trapped between them, leaking, aching. He reached down to stroke himself, but Sobek batted his hand away, taking over. His big, calloused palm wrapped around Rudy’s length, stroking in time with his thrusts, and any semblance of control Rudy might have had was shattered.
Pleasure crashed over him, his orgasm ripping through him so hard his back bowed off the bed. He came in thick pulses, his release painting both their chests, his body clenching tight around Sobek’s cock.
Sobek followed with a growl, his thrusts turning erratic before he buried himself deep and came with a groan, his release filling Rudy in a way that felt right.
Rudy was still floating, his body humming, when Sobek leaned down and bit him.
The pain was immediate, but just as quickly it morphed into something else entirely - a rush of heat, of connection, like a rope snapping into place between them. Rudy gasped, his fingers flying to the spot where Sobek’s teeth were still embedded in his shoulder. And then there was light.
A glow spread across Sobek’s chest, golden and shimmering, before settling into the shape of a tattoo, intricate and beautiful, right over his heart.
Rudy’s breath caught. “What the…?”
Sobek pulled back, his tongue swiping over the bite mark on Rudy’s shoulder before pressing a kiss to it. “The Fates saw fit to mark me, too, on your behalf. That’s your claim on me.”
Rudy touched the mark on Sobek’s chest - a crocodile, coiled protectively around a lotus flower. “It’s…”
“Us,” Sobek said, his voice rough with emotion. “Forever.”
Rudy didn’t need to ask what that meant. He felt the bond between them, thick and unbreakable, like a current running beneath his skin. He could sense what Sobek was feeling - his satisfaction, possessiveness, and a deep, abiding love that made Rudy’s chest ache.
“Wow,” Rudy breathed. There really wasn’t anything else he could say.
Sobek cupped his face, his thumb brushing Rudy’s bottom lip. “Mine.”
Rudy grinned. “Oh, yes, definitely yours, and you’re mine, too.”
/~/~/~/~/
Rudy woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains and the pleasant weight of Sobek’s arm draped across his waist. For a second, he just lay there, blinking at the ceiling, waiting for his brain to catch up with his body. Then the memories hit.
His face flushed. They’d…yeah. They’d definitely done that multiple times. And then there was the claiming, the bite, the golden tattoo now glowing faintly on Sobek’s chest.
Rudy pressed a hand to his own shoulder, where Sobek had bitten him. It didn’t hurt, there was just a scar there that resembled teeth marks, although he could swear he felt something thrumming beneath the surface, like a heartbeat that wasn’t his own.
And speaking of heartbeats… Rudy froze. He could feel Sobek.
Not just physically, though the god was plastered against his back like a very large, very warm blanket.
But this was different…an awareness. A thread connecting them, humming with contentment, satisfaction, and something so deep and pure it made Rudy’s chest tighten.
Love. That’s what it was. Pure, overwhelming, unshakable love.
“Morning,” Sobek rumbled against his ear, his voice rough with sleep.
Rudy shivered, the sensation somehow more intense than it should’ve been. “Morning.”
Sobek’s lips brushed the nape of his neck. “How do you feel?”
“Different.” Rudy turned in Sobek’s arms, studying his face. “Good different. Like…stronger? More awake? More aware of you and everything else. I don’t know how to explain it.”