Page 24 of Distant Heart

“I think,” though it was becoming increasingly more and more difficult to do so, “you’re going to want to.”

“Really? Enlighten me.”

“You’re trying to convince me to stay, aren’t you?”

Illya quirked a dark brow. “You’re suggesting I fuck you into submission? If I’d known all I had to do was give you one massage and warm you up, I would have started with that.”

“I’m suggesting new rules,” he tried his luck, knowing it was a long shot. Sure enough, Illya’s expression immediately shuttered.

“No.”

“I haven’t even said what they’d be yet.”

“Let me guess, some version of whoever comes first gets to make a demand of the other, or some such nonsense.” Illya rose onto his knees and grasped Rexton’s thighs, pulling them up to angle his ass. He didn’t hold back, driving his cock deep into him with one solid thrust. “You aren’t getting away. Stop tormenting yourself further and just accept it.”

Pain and pleasure zapped throughout Rexton’s body as soon as he was penetrated and he struggled to remain cognizant enough to keep up the conversation.

Rexton pushed himself up, effectively seating himself fully on Illya’s hard member in the process, but that didn’t deter him. He shoved Illya onto his back. “And what does life here for me look like in your mind, Black Hart? Hmm? You want to turn me into a sex toy and keep me locked up in your creepy castle like some storybook princess?”

Castle Black, A, wasn’t a castle, and B, wasn’t creepy, like, at all, but he didn’t bother correcting himself, barreling forward even as his body started to ride Illya with the same passionate fervor as their coupling in the woods.

“I’d keep you here, with me, forever,” Illya told him, “but you wouldn’t be a prisoner or a toy, xa’us. You’d simply be mine.”

“Aren’t I yours now?”

“Mine from afar isn’t really mine at all.”

Rexton frowned and stilled.

“Enough.” Illya wrapped his arms around Rex’s waist and lifted, carrying him from the spot in front of the fireplace over to a king-sized bed on the other side of the room. “We’ll discuss thismore in the morning. For now, it’s still Praeda, and I likedpartof your suggestion at least.”

Rexton sucked in a sharp breath when he was tossed onto the bed, but he barely had enough time to blink before Illya was over him once more, pinning him down and driving his cock back into his body.

“I’m curious to see how long it’ll take for me to fuck you into submission,” Illya said, hips snapping as he screwed Rexton hard and fast enough it had his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“This isn’t over,” Rex somehow managed to get past clenched teeth, desperately trying to keep from moaning since he knew that would only entice the Black Hart further.

“Of course not,” Illya agreed. “Between us? It never will be.”

Any remark he may have been able to come up with fled his mind, and the rest of the night was spent with Illya making good on his promise.

He fucked him so many times, the last thing Rexton saw was the first rays of sunlight rising outside the window before he passed out from exhaustion.

With Illya’s cock still pounding his abused hole.

Chapter 10:

He may have gotten a bit carried away…

Illya stared down at the sleeping man in his bed and couldn’t help the wave of satisfaction that spread through him. Rexton was a handful. Willful and opinionated. Not the type of person who would ever roll over and take it easily.

Not unless a part of him wanted to.

Their time together so far had been too brief. Fleeting moments here and there. Last night wasn’t nearly enough to make up for it. Living on separate planets was no longer a viable option.

His eyes dropped to the bracelet he’d locked around Rexton’s wrist and some of his mood soured. This was going to be another argument for sure, but there was no way he was backing down, not when there was this much at stake. If nothing else, Cor Night had shown Illya how things could be between them if they were both on Usurn.

He wanted that.

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