Page 97 of Oleander
“Alright. Let’s do this thing. And then maybe I’ll show the room some of my human moves.” Skyler waggles his eyebrows. “Maybe. . . the worm, the lawnmower, anddefinitelythe moonwalk.”
I haven’t a clue what any of that means, and I’m a little scared to find out.
“Ladies and gentlemen! Can I have your attention, please? It is time to welcome the Aurorian Royal Court!” the announcershouts into the microphone, the sound filtering out of the many free-standing speakers that line the grand ballroom. It’s beautifully decorated here like a winter wonderland dotted with deep red roses and poinsettias. Candles float above us in halos of evergreen and fresh red berries, and the smells of pine and cinnamon fill the air. I take a deep breath and hook my arm through Skyler’s as we are the first to be announced. “Please welcome the heir to the throne, your beloved Prince Oleander, and his date, the champion of the Wild Hunt, Skyler Fairfield!”
“Sick!” Skyler whispers under his breath. “The champion!” A beaming smile makes that irresistible dimple pop out. His soft freckles dust the bridge of his nose, and he’s gotten a haircut since starting school. His sexy, little rounded ears are on full display, driving me wild.
The crowd roars as we step onto the ballroom floor, waiting for the rest of the royal court to be announced. Except for Flame, of course. He’s nowhere to be found.
Unsurprisingly, Skyler keeps up with the dance, laughing and having a great time before we take our assigned seats for dinner. Luckily, our name placards are side-by-side, but I don’t recognize anyone else at this table. And I’m annoyed that my mother stuck us with such a stuffy old bunch, forcing us to discuss renewable energy sources on the night of the winter solstice.
Dinner is served swiftly, and after dessert, I’ve had enough. “Let’s get out of here,” I whisper into Skyler’s ear, and he nods. We politely excuse ourselves and slip from the table, not planning to return.
We exit the grand ballroom, kissing and stumbling our way down the hall until we burst into the cool night air. A carefree laugh bubbles out of me, and I take off down the stone path toward the East Tower.
“Fuck those boring old dudes!” I shout, giggling from the multiple glasses of wine we had at dinner. I hiccup and laugh, thinking about their snooty old faces every time Skyler said something decidedlyhuman.
So scandalous.
Skyler laughs loudly at my human-sounding words. “You are so drunk, baby. I’m going to do bad, bad things to you.”
“Oh yeah?” My steps slow, and I grab his hand, pulling him toward me in one swift move.
Oof.
Our chests bump, and with the moonlight filtering around us, his eyes glow a silvery blue.
“What are you going to do?” I ask, almost like a challenge.
Skyler pounces on me, sealing his lips to mine and backing me against the nearest tree. My suit jacket protects me from the rough bark as Skyler devours me, spearing his tongue deep into my mouth. I whimper, wanting more and needing itnow. “We have another ten-minute walk to get to my apartment, or we could fuck out here in the woods,” I tell him matter-of-factly, panting into his open mouth.
“Fuck, Ander.You’re killing me here. I can’t waitnow. Not after you just fucking said that. I need to be inside you. Right here. Right now.” He drags me deeper into the forest, shoving me against a thick tree trunk.
“I don’t have any lube,” I whimper, ready to let him fuck me with spit alone and deal with the consequences later.
“One second.” Skyler reaches into the back of his pants, pulling out his wallet and digging through it. My brows crease, wondering what he could be doing with a credit card right now. “Found it!” he shouts with a large smile, holding up a little packet of what appears to be travel-sized lube. I’ve never been so thankful for a human invention as I am at this very moment for pocket lube.
It’s chilly, and our breath comes out in little white puffs, but neither of us gives a fuck. We frantically unbuckle our belts and shove our trousers and boxers down to our knees before roughly kissing each other.
Skyler pulls away, panting loudly. “Turn around, bend over, and brace yourself against the tree.”
I scramble to obey, goosebumps pebbling my skin and a shiver racing through me. I peer over my shoulder and watch in fascination as Skyler’s eyes light up. A shimmering, electrified dome of air surrounds us, offering both privacyandwarmth. “Wow,” I say in complete awe at his power.
“Pretty cool, right? I’ve been practicing lately. And Zeph may have given me a few pointers. You ready, baby?”
I nod my consent, and then I hear the packet tear. Two cool fingers probe my entrance, and I moan when they sink into me.
Goddess, it feels good.
“More,” I tell him, wanting to feel the stretch.
Skyler slips a third finger inside of me, twisting and twirling them until he hits my sweet spot, lighting me up. I cry out, unable to hold the sounds in.
“That’s it, my prince. Let me hear you. We’re in a soundproof bubble.Scream for me, baby.” Skyler pulls his fingers out, lines up his cock, and pushes all the way inside of me in one single thrust.
“Fuuuuck!” I shout. “Sky!Oh, goddess.Yes!” I yell, mumbling unintelligibly by the time Skyler starts to set the pace, fucking into me fast and deep.Over and over.He reaches around and grabs my cock, jerking me off in tandem with his thrusts. His other arm bands around my chest, pulling my back to his front and causing his cock to slip even deeper inside me. It feels like he’s inside my stomach or poking my lungs. My breath comes out in a staccato rhythm as he continues to thrust into me with his hard cock.
“Ungh! Sky!” I’m whimpering and moaning as he pounds into me, strokes my cock, and nips at my neck. All at the same time. I’m overstimulated in the best possible way. “I’m gonna come,” I pant, moments before I explode into Skyler’s hand and onto the tree in front of me. My hole clamps down around Skyler, pulsing as he comes, unloading hot ropes of cum inside of me.
