Chapter 49 Oh. He burst out in shock #4
“Wh–” He broke off with a strangled cry as Leviathan grabbed his leg and forced it up, his hand dropping down to his ass. Cullen cried out as he pressed a cold finger into him, his back arching off the bed. “Stop!” He gasped, trembling. “Your hands!”
“Quiet.” His voice came out too harsh again. He began to work him open gently, prodding deeper and deeper until he finally took his hand away again. Cullen caught his breath, his face burning and his body tense with need.
“Ready?” Leviathan asked softly, his hand tight on his thigh.
“Ready for…what?” He mumbled, forcing his throat to move, to swallow so he could speak clearly.
There was another soft clink, followed instantly by a dark chuckle.
Cullen felt his breaths cut off as he waited, his heart pounding faster and faster as Leviathan stroked gently along his leg. “L-Leviathan–”
Ice pressed against his entrance, dragging a startled scream from him. Leviathan’s grip tightened on his thigh, holding him still as he pressed the cube into him.
“Fuck…” He whimpered, trembling as it settled inside of him. “Stop that! It’s…” He shivered, wincing when his body tightened around the intrusion on instinct. “It’s too cold…”
Leviathan made a soft, amused sound and pressed a finger into him, edging the ice deeper and deeper, making Cullen’s trembling grow even worse.
“Please…” He gasped, tugging against his restraints. “Levi…”
“Hush, pet.” He whispered, grabbing another ice cube.
Cullen held his breath as he pressed it against him again, forcing it inside.
The cold spread through him, making him flinch and whimper, goosebumps racing across his skin.
Leviathan pressed in two fingers, forcing the ice deeper, making it rub against that sensitive spot until Cullen felt tears spill down his cheeks through the blindfold.
“No more…”
“Do as you’re told.” Leviathan whispered, continuing to finger him as the ice melted. “Spread your legs.”
He shuddered hard and forced his legs open, wincing as a new cube was pressed against him, forced in alongside his fingers.
“Fuck, I can’t…” His voice caught. “Levi…”
“It makes you tighten so beautifully.” He whispered, sounding a bit dazed. “I want you to take two more.” He squeezed his thigh. “Do as I say.”
He inhaled shakily and whispered, “Okay.” When the grip on his leg tightened, he amended, “Yes, master.”
Another clink of ice had him bracing himself, his breaths coming shakily as Leviathan worked it into him, pressing it even deeper than before. He whimpered softly and Leviathan swore under his breath, reaching for the last one.
Cullen exhaled slowly, flinching when it was pushed inside of him. Leviathan made a soft, needy sound and pressed in three fingers as well, working him open despite the way his ass was clenching around the coldness.
“Oh, fuck…” He hissed, shuddering, his stomach tightening with pleasure. He yanked against the restraints again, his body relaxing as the last of the ice melted. “Levi…”
Leviathan snarled softly and yanked his hand out of him, grabbing him by the hips to turn him over.
Cullen gasped, his eyes going wide under the blindfold, but he had little time to calm himself before Leviathan was buried inside him, his hands coming down on his hips to force them up off the bed.
They both groaned as he pressed deeper, Cullen pressing back against him while he panted into the blanket.
“Perfect.” Leviathan breathed, stroking gentle hands over his hips before pumping into him again.
A choked moan tore free of Cullen, his legs beginning to tremble for a different reason now.
Leviathan moaned softly and moved again, burying himself in him over and over again until they were both groaning and breathless, his hands curled into tight fists and Leviathan’s wrapped tight around his waist.
When he gasped out his name, Leviathan groaned and sped his pace, his cock throbbing inside of him as he edged them both closer…closer…
The orgasm came hard and fast, Cullen burying his face in the blanket to muffle his scream, his body shuddering hard as he emptied himself onto the bed.
A trembling groan poured from Leviathan as he stilled, his hips jerking hard before he dropped down over him, his arm winding tight around his waist to hold him against him.
“Stay with me.” He whispered against his neck, the soft words startling Cullen out of his drowsiness. “Promise you’ll stay.”
His mouth opened with the words–he only barely kept himself from saying them.
“Shut up,” he whispered instead. “Don’t ruin the mood with your sentimentality.”
He nuzzled against his throat and began to move inside him again, his thrusts gentle and slow now.
“You’re an asshole.”
“So are you.” He moaned, squirming to press back against him.
“So we’re perfect for each other.”
Cullen let out a breathless laugh. “Maybe.”
“Promise me.” His thrusts sped. “Promise you’ll stay.”
“No.” He gasped, shuddering. “Shut up.”
“Cullen–”
“Not yet.” He breathed, feeling tears burn in his eyes. “Not now.”
“Soon.”
“Maybe.” He repeated with another soft moan. “Keep going.”
Leviathan fell silent then, but Cullen could feel him prying gently at his mind, searching for the truth. Despite what he’d told him, he opened his mind and let him see it, all his defenses knocked down from the liquor and the serotonin.
Yes, he would stay. Yes, this was home. Yes, he was his.
Leviathan shivered against his back and began to kiss him. His ears and cheeks and neck, his shoulders and the back of his head. Soft, gentle kisses that made his voice choke in his throat and his body heat and tighten until they’d spilled over the edge together again.
When Leviathan began to move once more, Cullen flinched away from him. “No more…”
“Until you pass out, remember?” He whispered, wrapping an arm around him to take his erection into his hand. Cullen whimpered and shut his eyes against the overwhelming heat in his blood.