Page 62 of Tainted Saints

“Landon’s mother’s restaurant?” My forehead wrinkles, my mouth going dry at the thought of singing in public. I used to sing all the time at my old school, but that was with the choir and carefully selected classical pieces. Not the music that makes my heart soar.

“The very same,” he replies, his eyes intense as he holds my gaze. “Big Daddy can even accompany you.”

My mouth drops, my eyes widening. “Blaine sings?”

“Guess you’ll need to say yes to find out, won’t you, sugar?” His lips twitch, and my eyes narrow. He’s bloody playing me, and it’s working.

“Fine, I’ll do it,” I huff out, adrenaline rushing through me the moment the words leave my lips. “But only if Blaine is on stage with me.”

“Deal.” He holds out his hand, and then another idea springs to mind. Reaching out, I clasp my palm to his.

“And you all have to come to the coronation party the Ambassador is holding the following Sunday.” His brows raise, but a devilish grin spreads across his face.

“Deal.”

ChapterTwenty-Seven

“Moonlight” by Chase Atlantic

LANDON

Blaineand I spend the morning shuffling my room around to make space for his bed, and I chuckle when we are finally finished.

“Well, I think it’s big enough,” I state, noting how the sides practically touch the walls. My dick twitches in my sweatpants, still semi-hard from this morning and just having her here, wearing practically nothing. He huffs a laugh, then pushes me onto the bed, pinning me beneath him. “Get off me, you big fuck!”

“You need to take the edge off, Lan. Otherwise, you won’t last long enough to satisfy her later,” he grunts, flipping me onto my back.

“Fuck you, I can take care of our girl,” I snarl, but I don’t stop him as he moves down my body, roughly pulling my sweats and boxer briefs down.

My now hard cock springs between us, the Prince Albert piercing glinting with precum that almost drips from my tip.

“Told you you need this, boss,” he grumbles, wrapping his huge hand around my shaft and pumping.

“Fuck, Blaine,” I moan, my back arching as the pleasure rockets through me. He’s fucking right, I would have busted my load as soon as she touched me with how wound up I am right now.

“That’s it, Lan. Let me take care of you,” he murmurs, and I open my lids to see him bend over me, his hand guiding my dick between his parted lips.

I hiss a curse as he wastes no time and swallows me whole, my dick nudging the back of his throat as his hand squeezes my base hard. My fingers grip the messy bed sheets, my head tipping back as I let Blaine work me over with his mouth, his tongue massaging the underside of my shaft in a way that has my hips bucking up and thrusting deeper into his throat.

“Shit, Blaine, that’s fucking it, right there,” I rasp, my fingers tangling into his hair as I shamelessly fuck his mouth.

We are both naturally dominant, so I rarely have him at my mercy like this, and I intend to make the most of it. He doesn’t stop, just lets me pump my dick in and out of his mouth, his eyes watering as saliva drips down my shaft.

My balls tighten, and then I’m coming down his throat, roaring my release into the quiet room as I force him to swallow every drop. My body liquifies, and slumping down onto the bed in a sweaty heap, I pant out my breaths as tingles race across my skin.

“Feel better, Lan?” Blaine asks, his voice scratchy and deeper than usual. Guess I did throat fuck him pretty hard.

“Yes,” I breathe out, cracking one eye open to watch him swipe the back of his hand over his swollen lips. “Thank you.”

“Anytime.” He chuckles, getting off the bed and adjusting his hard-on.

“I’ll make them some lunch while you finish up,” I tell him, getting up but not bothering to pull up my pants. I’ll freshen up first.

“Yes, boss,” Blaine teases, and I punch his arm as I pass, a grin on both of our lips.

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I’m just putting the finishing touches to our lunch; steak with a side of bruschetta, when Forest and Aspen walk in, giggling about something. Her laughter fills the space like a sunbeam, and I almost burn my hand plating up the steak, my eyes drawn to her like a moth to a fucking flame.

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