Page 75 of Prince of Ruin

“On your knees,” Aden commands Tarsus. Goddamn, I love it when Aden doles out orders. Weakly, I climb off Tarsus, but they make no move as they glare at Aden, that usual brooding frown on their face. They’re clearly not pleased with this arrangement, but Aden crosses his arms over his chest. “On your hands and knees, Tarsus.” He shrugs. “Or you can leave and miss out on some mind blowing sex.”

Tarsus glances at me. It’s clear they want more of this. The question is, are they willing to set aside their pride? Finally, they roll over, settling on their hands and knees beside me while Aden puts on his strap-on. But it’s not Aden who comes up behind Tarsus to fuck him.

“Get behind Tarsus,” Aden tells me. “And fuck them.”

I draw in a sharp gasp, and glance at Tarsus. I can’t imagine them being okay with me topping them, and the look in their eyes tells me they’re not sure they’d be okay with it, either.

“Hey,” Aden says. “If neither of you want this, that’s fine. But I think I know both of you pretty damn well. I know your deepest, darkest secrets. This is exactly what you both want.”

Tarsus continues to glare at me while on their hands and knees, their expression unreadable. Then they give the faintest nod.

“If you want it,” I say, “You’re going to have to give more than a subtle nod, Tarsus.”

Their jaw tenses, and just when I think they’re going to storm out of the room, they squeeze the words through gritted teeth. “I want you to fuck me, Clavicle.”

Shit. I shudder at the desperation in their voice. Don’t have to tell me twice. I’m on my knees behind them, my cock already rock hard again by the sight ofTarsus’ ass. We did some pretty filthy things when they summoned me to this room before, but none involved actual penetration, and certainly not me fucking them.

Aden stands at the edge of the bed in front of Tarsus, his strap-on tightened around his waist. “Suck it,” he says to Tarsus. Tarsus wraps their lips around Aden’s dildo, taking it deep down their throat. Weaving his fingers into Tarsus’ hair, Aden moans and pushes his cock deeper down their throat. His glazed eyes crack open and he looks at me.

“What are you waiting for?” he asks. “Fuck my partner.”

I place my hands on either of Tarsus’ cheeks and spread them apart. Licking two fingers, I slip them into Tarsus’ asshole to lube them up. A deep, guttural moan escapes them while their mouth is around Aden’s cock, and my own cock drips with pre-cum. I slowly stretch them, noticing how their own dick enlarges with each thrust of my fingers. When I’m sure that they’re good and ready, I guide my cock to their entrance.

Sinking my cock into Tarsus’ ass has got to be one of the most transcendent experiences I have ever had. They’re good and tight as they sink their hips onto me, a needy moan escaping them as they pop their mouth off Aden’s dick.

“F-fuck, Clavicle.”

“You like that?”

“Yes.” I don’t think I’ve ever heard them so…needy, so raw since I’ve met them. Aden is right, he does know both of us, possibly more than we know ourselves.

“Good,” Aden croons. “You two are finally learning to communicate.”

Tarsus growls in annoyance, which quickly turns into feral pleasure as I sink deeper until my cock is hitting their prostate.

“Suck that dick,” I say as I pump in and out of them. Tarsus obeys, taking Aden’s cock into their mouth. “Choke on it.” I shove their head deeper onto the cock as Aden steps closer. “Yeah, take it.” Something bold and fierce grows within me, and then I’m fucking them hard, as hard as they fucked my mouth that first day, and they moan. Every thrust of my cock sends a new wave of pleasure over me.

Aden grabs my head and leans in to kiss me full on the mouth while I fuck Tarsus’ ass. His tongue explores my mouth as he claims me, then he pulls away and throws his head back.

I grab a fistful of Tarsus’ long hair and wrap it around my wrists while fucking them harder.

There’s something strangely familiar about this, I think. Like I’ve been in this position before, with Tarsus beneath me, submitting to me. An ache that I can’t quite place builds in my chest. A homesickness for something I don’t even remember.

“Holy fuck,” I breathe. I slam into them over and over while they suck Aden’s dick. My balls draw up tight, and after a few more punishing thrusts, I unload into them. I throw my head back, and in that moment, I’m not Clav anymore. I’m Sovereign Clavicle, all powerful fae king of the Spine Empire. I release every ounce of cum into Tarsus, and they moan as they find their own release, coming all over the sheets.

“Fuck yeah,” Aden says. And it’s clear he’s finding his orgasm just by watching us. His face grows flushes and he pumps his dick into Tarsus mouth a few more times before his body goes slack.

Pulling out, I collapse on the bed, and Tarsus flops down next to me, the place beneath their dick soaked. Aden removes his strap-on and sinks onto the bed beside Tarsus, and we all lie there, spent and sated.

“That’s got to be the best sex I’ve ever had,” Aden breathes.

I snort. “Me too, to be honest.”

Tarsus doesn’t say anything, and Aden looks at me over Tarsus, a smirk on his face, before snuggling up to Tarsus. I haven’t felt this close to the fae regent since I met them. Scooting in behind them, I spoon them. They tense as I wrap my arm around their narrow, muscular waist.

“You did good, babe,” I whisper in their ear, and, even though they don’t say anything, their bodyrelaxes against mine. Within minutes, their breaths even out, and I know they’re asleep.

Aden glances at me and puckers out his lower lip, his eyes telling me how adorable Tarsus is right now, and I have to agree.

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