Zacharie had certainly told Gautier that his brother was pregnant. He was probably hoping Aleric would die in childbirth or from complications afterward. He didn’t say so out loud because neither needed that in their heads.
“I notice none of the family wants to stay and see you get married,” said Jaime. “At lunch, when he said they’re leaving tomorrow, they were more annoyed about being forced out of court.”
“I said they’re leeches.”
“They could at least pretend to be disappointed.”
“They don’t give a fuck about Father or me. We’re here for activities and to talk too. Other than that? Pfft. My grandparents died, and we were left with a bunch of useless cousins. Some are so removed, they barely have a drop of Monet blood in them. I won’t miss them.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
He was ready to go to read and go to bed after a while. Actually, he wanted to get off and read afterward. Also, he wanted to use his heat and have an anal orgasm. The day had tired him out, and he needed something to relieve tension.
“Jaime?”
“What?” Jaime reached for the book he’d left on his bedside. Aleric squinted at the small title on the front.A Guide to Pregnancy for the Abundant Male. Before, During, and After.
“Is that one better?”
“Yeah. The author was an abundant male and a physician. I think he knows what he’s talking about. He’s also not a sack of dicks who act like abundant males are whiny and manipulative just because they want to rest and ask their husband to fetch a snack or whatever.”
“That’s good.”
Aleric couldn’t use his toy with Jaime next to him. Going into the sitting or privy room was strange. Asking Jaime to leave would be rude. Or he could take his own book, read, and ignore being horny. He hadn’t thought to jerk off in the bath, and that wasn’t as satisfying anyway.
A blowjob would be great as long as Jaime let him do it in return that time. He wanted to do it first because pushing his heat and waiting while he pleasured the other was something he liked. Giving was relaxing in its own way.
“Do you want to read right now or would you mind doing something else?” asked Aleric.
“Like what?”
“I’m not about to go elsewhere with my toy.”
Jaime chuckled. “Did you buy one that same day?”
Aleric’s face grew hot. “I’m horny a lot. I need more than my hand.”
“I’m sorry. I’m not laughing at you. Do you want me to use it on you?”
Aleric hadn’t thought about that, but it wasn’t quite what he wanted. He needed touch, not a cold, glass toy. “We-we could fuck instead. Nothing kinky.”
Jaime paused. “I’m not sure if that’s the best idea. What if you regret it afterward? It’s not the same as oral.”
“I don’t regret the blowjob, and right now, I need something. If we’re not doing that now, I’d like oral. Unless you don’t want to do either.”
“Can I eat your ass? You won’t be stuffed, but it’ll give you anal stimulation.”
“Wait-you were serious that afternoon?”
“I wouldn’t say it if I wasn’t.”
Nobody had ever eaten Aleric’s ass, and he hadn’t done it to anyone. “I-I don’t know.”
“Have you done it?”
“No one’s ever offered.” Aleric had read it in a book once. “I don’t think I’d want to lick someone’s asshole. No offense. If you do that to me, I can’t see myself doing it back.”
“Giving it and receiving it’s different. I’d rather give it, and I like the taste of slick. I’ll do it if you want to try it, and if you don’t like it, we’ll stop. I can suck your cock, or if you want, I could finger you.”