Chapter 34
Cullen stared at him with wide eyes. His breaths were coming too fast, too harshly. Leviathan remained unmoving below him, a wicked, patient smile on his lips.
“Y-you know what I want.” He finally choked out, his face growing hot.
The smile grew more devious. “I want to hear you say it.”
His face burned even hotter. “I...I can’t…” Nerves fluttered in his stomach. He’d thought he’d been good at this stuff before but…maybe he hadn’t. Or maybe he just wasn’t used to being on this side of it.
Leviathan’s eyes dropped to his growing erection. Without missing a beat, he leaned forward and rubbed his cheek against it. “This, pet? Isn’t this what you want?”
“Yeah.” He breathed, his hands curling into tight fists at his sides. Leviathan turned his head, let his lips brush along his length. Cullen exhaled slowly and slid his hand into his hair. Leviathan brushed his lips up the other side and grabbed Cullen’s hips to draw him closer. “Leviath–”
“Levi.” He interrupted softly, looking up at him. “I want you to call me Levi when we’re together like this.” Another wicked smile. “It’s all you can usually get out anyway.”
“What do you–” He broke off with a harsh gasp as he took him into his mouth, his body arching over him. “Levi–” He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as Leviathan swirled his tongue around his tip. “That’s…do that again.” He pleaded breathlessly.
Leviathan smiled and circled his tongue again before taking him in deep. He gave a small twitch and dropped his other hand to his head, moaning softly as Leviathan took him in again.
Fuck. He was way too good at that. Good enough that it only took moments to grow hot and tight and breathless. His hips gave an involuntary jerk forward as Leviathan flicked his tongue against him.
“C-can you take all of it?” He asked shakily, his hands trembling in his hair. He’d done it last time and it had damn near turned his brain to jelly. Walker had certainly never been that good…never taken pleasure in doing it…
Leviathan’s eyes opened to meet his and stayed there as he sank himself down on him, his cock sliding deep into his throat.
“Fuck.” Cullen hissed, shuddering. He dropped his head back and heard Leviathan make a soft, pleased sound.
He began to move on him and Cullen moaned, his hands clutching at his hair.
A quick, fierce orgasm began to grow in him, heat coiling hot and tight in his belly until he thought his skin might burst into flames.
Leviathan’s hands stroked slowly over his stomach and up to his chest. He pinched his nipples hard and Cullen groaned loudly, his hands flying briefly to his before he grabbed him by the hair again.
“Don't stop.” He hissed, beginning to thrust slowly into his mouth. Leviathan let him, pinching his nipples again before letting his hands drop to grab his waist, drawing him closer. Cullen began a harsh string of breaths as he began to fuck his mouth, his hands tightening in his hair.
“I'm close.” He hissed, desperation leaking into the words.
He groaned and looked down at him again, his jaw clenching tight as he watched him.
“Swallow it.” The words fell somewhere between a plea and an order.
Leviathan did not object, only moaned softly and plunged his mouth down on him.
Cullen gasped as the movement buried him deep in his throat, and then shuddered hard when Leviathan swallowed around him, his throat constricting.
“Fuck!” He cried, his hips jerking. “Levi–”
He swallowed again, moaning softly and Cullen came undone with a harsh cry, his body hunching over Leviathan’s and his hands scrabbling desperately at his hair and shoulders.
His legs gave out seconds later; Leviathan caught him, pulling off him with a wild grin as he laid him back onto the cold floor.
“I've never been on my knees like that for someone.” Leviathan whispered as he pushed damp hair back from Cullen’s forehead. “It was rather fun.”
Cullen could think of nothing to say. Wouldn't have been able to find his voice anyway.
Leviathan reached down and Cullen gasped when he saw that he was hard again, his hand wrapped around the erection and a devious grin on his face. The sight was enough to stir his own desire again.
This body was ridiculous.
In all the best ways. Leviathan whispered in his mind. Cullen drew in a trembling breath and tensed when Leviathan’s leg came up, forcing his to the side.
“I…I don’t think I can do it again…” He trailed off, his eyes falling to watch Leviathan stroke himself. Even as he spoke, he could feel himself growing hard again, his hands fluttering to Leviathan’s shoulders to draw him closer.
“Your body thinks otherwise.” He grabbed him by the thighs and yanked him closer, dragging a yelp from him. He gasped–and tensed as Leviathan shifted closer, his hand dropping between his legs.
“H-hang on a–” He broke off with a gasp as two of his fingers slipped inside of him, shifting slowly before pressing deep.
Cullen moaned softly, his hand clenching on his shoulder, and Leviathan wasted no time, beginning to fuck him with his fingers until Cullen became a moaning mess, his hips bucking off the floor and his body trembling harder and harder–
“I–” He groaned. “I’m gonna–”
Leviathan pulled his hand away and shifted, angling himself quickly before pressing into him.
Cullen gasped, his body arching again as he filled him, his legs shaking and his breaths cutting off.
Leviathan made a soft, needy sound and pressed even deeper, his arm curling under Cullen’s waist to pull him off the ground–and Cullen cried out, his hands clawing into Leviathan’s shoulders as he came undone.
Leviathan made another quiet noise and gave another firm thrust–and Cullen dug his nails into him again, tears flooding his eyes as he shuddered apart again at the overstimulation.
Smirking, Leviathan lowered him back to the floor, his hand coming up to touch his cheek.
“Cullen?” He asked softly when Cullen continued to tremble well past his orgasm, his thumb swiping away the tears.
A weak sob escaped him as his body calmed, his hands still curled too harshly into his back. “It’s so good…” He mumbled. “I didn’t know it could be that good…”
Leviathan chuckled and pressed a lingering kiss over his heart. “The difference between a boring human brat,” he murmured against his skin. “And a god.”
A god.
He was under a god. A god that was obsessed with him.
A god that had kidnapped him and hurt him and taken away even the simplest of choices.
A god that had held him because he knew he liked it.
A god that had taken him on a boring human date and won him a stupid stuffed doll and had danced with him and had his servants make his favorite foods for weeks…
A little voice in the back of his mind whispered that it wouldn’t really be so bad to stay here. He tried to shut it out but something had flashed in Leviathan’s eyes and Cullen knew he had heard the thought.
“You can stay, pet.” He whispered, starting slow thrusts that had Cullen whimpering. “You will stay.
You like it here.” Cullen opened his mouth to object but all that came out was a weak groan as he grew hard again. “Say it.”
No. The word died away before it ever came close to his tongue.
The darkness swept in, making him pull Leviathan closer and closer until every inch of them was pressed together, lined up like puzzle pieces.
Leviathan’s voice was still low in his ear, telling him to admit it, that he liked it here.
Telling him he should stay and be happy and that he would ruin him for every other man even if he did leave…
And when the darkness finally receded again, when they were both drenched in sweat and breathless, and Leviathan’s hand was brushing gently through his hair, Cullen heard himself speak from some far away place in his mind.
“I-I like it here.” He mumbled, his hands weak on Leviathan’s back.
“I like it…I like you.” He drew him closer, more tears running down his face as Leviathan dropped his forehead to his.
He wanted to tell himself it was a lie. Just a lie to get Leviathan to stop saying those things but the tightening in his chest told him it wasn’t.
He’d fallen right into Leviathan’s trap and… he was happy for it. Dumb as that was.
The flicker of surprise in Leviathan’s eyes had him shrinking in on himself, regret and guilt tearing into him for admitting the idiotic truth. His eyes fell to the side, but Leviathan shifted, moving back into his line of sight, his lips turning up into a devious smile.
“Do you really, pet, or are you lying to make me happy?”
His lips trembled. “I mean it.” And he did. He did. And that was why he deserved everything that had happened to him. He deserved to have his life stolen by this demon prince, deserved to stay here in this desolate world without any of the people he had loved…
“Is it really such a terrible thing,” Leviathan murmured as his hands moved up, interlocking with his. “To like someone who is giving you a better world?”
He closed his eyes with a wince. “Stay out of my head.”
“No.” He lifted their hands, pinned them to the sides of his head. Cullen winced as he shifted inside of him, his legs tightening around his hips. “Are you happy, Cullen?”
He swallowed hard at the soft voice that came from the monster on top of him, and then nodded, his head giving a few weak bobs. Leviathan smiled, a most charming, adoring sight.
“Then that’s all that matters.”