Chapter 7 Vaxan #4
“There’s a very good boy, licking and sucking so nicely.” I stroked his hair. “You come so beautifully.”
He beamed up at me, chest heaving, skin flushed. “Yeah?”
“Absolutely.” I ran my hand down his chest, smiling when he undulated at my touch, his cock even thickening again already. “Would you like my cock now?”
He nodded fervently and licked his lips at me.
I chuckled, then discarded my pants on the floor.
I went to call my magic to make my cock nice and slippery for him. For his wondrous ass that he was now rubbing all over the sheets beneath him.
But he snatched my wrist, stilling me. “I want it raw, Vax.”
I frowned.
“You know… without you needing to call that magical lube forth?” he clarified.
“No.”
“I can take it. Besides, supernatural healing and all that, right?”
I arched an eyebrow. “Why are you asking for this?” What was going through his mind that had led to him offering such a thing?
“Your primal side… it would relish that, right? And I told you I love you. That means all sides of you, all parts. No matter what.”
“I see.” I pried his fingers off my wrist. “I believe Evira explained to you that the love and adoration between the four of us isn’t conditional. With that in mind, do you see what you’re doing here?”
It took a moment, but then he murmured, “Oh… yeah.”
I clasped his hand in mine. “Good. Now, as for my primal side where sexual gratification is concerned—inflicting roughness, aggression, and a little pain comes in the form of slamming, pinning, nail-scraping, biting, rough thrusts, that sort of thing. What you’re talking about is a different thing entirely—especially for me.
I would never hurt you that way. In fact, it sickens me. You will never get that from me.”
“O-okay.”
I leaned down and brushed my lips over his forehead and he moaned happily.
His magic sparked, then he had me grunting as he grasped my cock. I sucked in a harsh breath at the heat that radiated all over my shaft at his touch. Not his Ifrit flame, just a soft pink gel he’d conjured that he slathered my cock with.
“Mmm,” I groaned as he teased my crown, pinching and flicking, before returning to his task.
When he finished, he held my gaze with a smirk as he lifted himself slightly, then began seeing to his pretty hole next.
I relaxed back on my haunches, stroking my now warm and slick length as he put on quite the show, opening himself up. He teased his rim and moaned out, before then thrusting two slick fingers in. Twisting. Pumping. Then thrusting rougher, harder, until his cock was bouncing on his glorious abs.
“You like?” he teased as he added a third finger.
“Yes,” I hissed, my serpentine tongue darting out.
So much so that the second he’d finished and eased his fingers free, I grabbed his hips and dragged him to me.
My hands tight around his thighs, I held him just above my cock, turned with his back facing my chest. “I loved your erotic show. Look at you all ready and eager to swallow my cock deep in your wondrous ass.”
“Yeah… fuck, yeah, Vax,” he panted, trembling at my words.
I relaxed my grip and held him with one hand as I stroked his shoulder blades with the other. “Good boy, sink down on my lap. Take me nice and slow. Feel me stretching this tight little hole, feel my need for you.”
A strangled noise escaped him and then he lowered himself, the both of us cursing in rapture as my crown pushed inside.
I kissed and licked his shoulders and back. “You’re doing so well. So very well.”
“Mmm…”
“My darling little Ifrit.”
He sank down further, bracing his hands on my thighs.
I gritted my teeth as bliss wracked my body with him clenching so fiercely. The urge to thrust up was… intense. Not yet. Not quite yet.
“Love your cock in me,” he panted.
“I love being in you.” I nipped at his shoulder. “All over you.”
He lowered himself further, until he had all of me.
Curses! I fisted the sheets, sweating with it, my tongue lashing out of its own accord.
“Mmm… shit, you’re fucking pulsing inside me, Vax.” He sank against me, his heated back meeting my flushed chest, my muscles drawn so taut it had to feel like a rock to him. “It’s okay,” he told me. “Fuck up into me.”
I ground carefully instead, not quite thrusting, but moving.
I grasped a fistful of his hair and pulled his head back, so I could see his expressive espresso eyes. They were hooded, droopy, as he gave me a dazzling smile. “Go on. Do it. Let loose. Fuck me.”
“We’re going to fuck each other, sweetheart.”
He jolted. “Shit, you said it again.”
“Yes, fuck back on me. No top and bottom rigidity, hmm? Just falling into it.”
He shifted a little, bracing himself with the flats of his feet to acquire leverage.
And then it happened.
He lifted off a little, I thrust up. A scream tore from him, melding with a growl from me.
And then we were thrusting and ‘fucking’ together beautifully.
To my surprise, he didn’t go hard, harsh, and rapid-fire.
Slow and deep instead, meeting me so well, until I was growling and licking his cheeks, ears, and lips, as the easy pleasure of it consumed me, the sensual pace enabling us to feel every slight movement, every slide, every moment of pressure.
“It’s not just fucking… you wanted to show me…” he breathed, overcome, his eyes shining with emotion.
“We’re making love, yes.”
A tear spilled down his cheek. I smiled and licked it away. A full body tremble went through him and as I reached around and grasped his cock, I found him leaking everywhere.
I shifted my weight, angling a little, then meeting his fall down with a deep thrust, which had him shrieking as it hit his sensitive spot.
I didn’t stop then, and he bucked on me, clenching almost violently, wherein I could barely breathe because the pleasure was so incredibly intense.
He reached back and hooked his arm around my neck, holding me tight to him. “Vax, I’m gonna come. I can’t… fuck, you feel so fucking—”
His words ended on a bellow as he slammed back and forth wildly, spurting all over my fingers.
“Please… come with me… deep in me. Vax, please.”
His pleas, the depth of need in them… that was it for me.
I squeezed his hip as ecstasy tore through me and I came deep inside him.
It took me several moments to come back down, and I lifted him off me, smiling at his little whine at my cock leaving him, and then I sank down onto the bed, settling him beside me.
He rolled even closer until he was half on me, and nuzzled against my bicep.
We both lay entangled beside one another panting and basking in the wondrous afterglow for several moments.
And then a buzzing sounded, coming from both our phones.
“Evira!” Zayn exclaimed, snapping his fingers and levitating them over to us where they’d been on the floor amongst our discarded clothes.
“She said she’d reach out to us, not the other way around, because her meet with Vorzyr and Fanor ended up becoming really intense, closed door, something along those lines. ”
I took my phone as he handed it over.
We both entered the Group Chat and saw the message from her that had just come in.
Evira: How are my loves? Haven’t heard any news about the Basilisk Dominion taking any hits, so I’m guessing things went well?
Zayn winked at me, before typing back swiftly, endearingly eagerly.
Zayn: Vax kicked ass. They’re doing a vote tomorrow to see if he can get that power he needs. It was a hard no from his parents, but he found a way around it.
Evira: Wow. That’s incredible.
Zayn: Problem is, it means we’re gonna be here through the night. Vote’s gonna be at the crack of dawn, though, Vax says.
Vaxan: It will be the crack of dawn, yes.
Evira: All good. Gonna be an all-nighter here at Solumira working with Vorzyr and Fanor.
And Cornelius Martel. That’s right, the Inter-Realm Ambassador himself got wind of my Exalt project.
He’s come to discuss the wider reach it could have, and to help with us making sure the Dracoryn Realm doesn’t move against Winter’s family in response to the threat.
Vorzyr’s already come up with a way to bolster my dad who’s under insane pressure to mobilize troops right now.
I’ve passed on word about the development with Temperance, and he’s conveying that, so it should help at least.
Zayn: You accomplished all that in just a few hours?
The two of us exchanged a grin.
Evira: Yeah. Why?
Zayn: LOL. You’re something else, no fucking doubt there, icicle.
Vaxan: You certainly are. Impressive work.
Zayn: We miss you.
Vaxan: Very much so.
Evira: Miss you, too. We’ll be together again soon. All four of us. Gotta head back in to the meet. Temporary goodbye. Hugs and kisses to tide you over. Vaxan, you’re tiding Zayn over, right?
Zayn grinned at me.
Vaxan: He is being seen to, yes.
Evira: Good. With things as tense as they are right now, it’ll be needed more than ever.
Zayn: Like I’m just some ball of insane sexual chaos? Hmm?
I reached out and stroked his nape. “No, because that’s how you deal with stressful situations, how you regulate. There’s no shame in that.”
He smirked. “Yeah, I know. Just messing with you. Loved the speech, though.”
“I wouldn’t exactly call it a speech.”
Evira: Is Zayn trying to seduce you again with some pouting and what-not?
Zayn: Icicle! I’m deeply offended that you’d even think that.
Vaxan: He is.
Zayn: Haha. Yeah, I really was. Truth. You’ve got my number really, baby. Big time.
Evira: LOL. Can’t wait to see you both again. Be in our lovely new house together. Be in bed together. Okay, better sign off here… picturing things I can’t be for this meeting.
Zayn: Sexual things, huh?
Evira: Stop.
Zayn: Haha. I knew it.
Vaxan: We’ll let you go, Evira. We know you need to keep on task.
Zayn: Yeah, keep kicking ass, icicle.
Evira: Thank you, lovelies.
We put our phones down on a shelf embedded in the overwrought headboard.
Then we settled into the bed, a comfortable silence falling over us for a long while, as I stroked Zayn’s hair, savoring his little murmurs of contentment that were resonating through me so beautifully.
“Zayn?”
“Uh-huh?”
“If the vote goes the way we hope tomorrow, there’s something you need to be made aware of.”
“What’s that?” he murmured softly.
“The process involved in me taking all that vibrational resonance unto me is rather severe. It won’t be pleasant, neither for me to experience, or for you to bear witness to. I’m going to suggest that you take your leave of me beforehand.”
He jolted and pulled from me stroking his hair, then sat up ramrod straight.
“Leave? Fuck, no. I saw earlier how much your own parents can’t be trusted to care for you, or to even consider your wellbeing.
With them not happy about you forcing their hands, what if they do something to you?
I mean, don’t think I didn’t notice you warding the shit out of this room when we walked in.
With my Ifrit flame against this stone that the place is made up of, there’s a load of damage I could do.
And I’m sure they know that. It makes me a massive deterrent. ”
I grinned. “You mean, my bodyguard?”
“If need be, while you’re making your political chess moves so fucking well, and especially during this process you’ve gotta undergo.”
“Zayn—”
“What is it, this process? What’s involved in it? Best you tell me now, yeah? Because I’m not fucking leaving.”
I swallowed and sat up against the fluffy headboard.
“It involves binding… with chains. My hands being forced deep into stone and held there to withstand the intensity of the resonance that will surge through me when all that power first makes contact. And… pain. Pain that I may not be able to remain quiet through. I will also be severely weakened afterward as it acclimates to my body.”
“Fucking… shit, Vax.”
“You can’t interfere once it begins. Can’t assist me with your magic. It could harm all those imbuing me with their vibrational resonance.”
He grimaced and tugged at his hair.
I waited worriedly as it took him several moments before he managed to calm himself enough to tell me, “All right. I hear you.”
“Yes?”
“I promise. Just… you’ve gotta know what a big deal it is that you’re doing this for Win, for us. It’s really fucking heroic honestly.”
“It’s just what needs to be done. A means to see to this threat.”
“Nah,” he said, nuzzling against me. “It’s way more than that.”