Page 51 of From Frost to Flame

The loving demand sent Lex over the edge. His orgasm ripped through him, and hot spurts messed the blanket beneath them.

Silas gripped his ass hard in both hands and let out husky satisfied growls as he rammed in faster now. Unable to escape his grasp even if he wanted to, Lex gave in to the endless thrusts until Silas came in a loud growl.

Werewolves ejaculated more than most nonhumans, a breeding feature along with the swelling knot. Still, it always took Lex by surprise. He was filled to the brim and more. He hummed happily as Silas's cum leaked out and rolled down his thighs.

“You did so good for me,” Silas purred as he caressed Lex’s hips and the backs of his thighs lovingly.

“I did?” Nails dragged lightly over Lex’s ribs, and he purred like a cat under Silas's hands. All he wanted was to please him.

“You did,” he said, laughing a little. “You always do so well.”

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“I’m going to pull out. Do you remember what you need to do?”

Lex glanced back at him lazily as he tried to remember. “Hold still?”

“Exactly. I don’t want to hurt you.”

He did his best to do as he was told, wanting the compliment to stand. Moans and whimpers fell from his lips as Silas worked his way out. The knot shrank, but not by much. He felt the familiar stretch panicked. “I can’t. It’s too big.”

“You were taking it just a few minutes when it was bigger. Breathe for me.”

He took a shaky breath and just when he thought he was going to split in two, Silas slipped out of him. Immediately, he felt too empty.

Right back to wanting to be his plaything all hours of the day. If it’s not the stars, I’m just hopelessly obsessed.

“I missed you so much,” Silas said, lying back and pulling Lex into his arms. “I don’t even have the words. I’m just so happy you’re here.”

“I missed you, too,” he said blissfully.

They stayed there in the dim light, listening to wind, rain, and each other’s heartbeat. Lex wasn’t sure how long they laid there in peace, but his drugged state slipped away, and reality took its place.

How did I fall back into calling him Daddy so quickly? Did we agree to that before? Did I push too far?

“Little One,” Silas said, rubbing his back, “I adore your little nickname for me. You don’t need to worry.”

“Stop reading my thoughts,” he said, pouting. “I mean it. It’s not fair since I can’t do it yet.”

“I won’t do it again. I just sensed your distress.” His hands traced small circles on Lex’s back.

“It was really okay?”

“I adore it. I like when you’re submissive with me, and the pet name helps you let go of control. If I’m honest, I’d prefer it if you used it more often.”

“I could do that.” Less embarrassed at how fast he fell back into their old dynamic, Lex relaxed. “For the record, I like your pet names for me, too.”

“I know, Little One.” He placed a kiss on his cheek. “I did my best to not be too rough with you after so long. Are you sore?”

“Yes, but in a good way.” He traced Silas's chest with a finger, and he brushed over the wound from Arden’s arrow. It was a small gash now, and mostly healed but still concerning. “I’ve never seen you take so long to heal before. Did that arrow do something to you?”

“When we get back to the castle, I’ll have it tended to.” He took Lex’s hand off his chest and kissed his fingertips. “Just like I’ll tend to you. When you move in, I’m going to spoil you every day.”

Lex pictured moving back, and uncertainty seeped into his thoughts. “That all sounds wonderful.”

“Is that...not what you want?”

A twinge of hurt that didn’t belong to him plucked at his heart, and Lex realized he was tuning into Silas's emotions. “Of course I’d like to come back,” he said quickly. “I obviously don’t want you in pain, but I’m still a vampire. We stick with our families, like you stick with your pack. The three of us have never been apart more than a week over the centuries. If I say I’m moving in with you, they won’t take it well.”

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