Page 31 of Deadly Legacy
“I should talk to him, properly this time,” Reuben said, his voice lower now. “Find out what Dmitrii really has on my father.”
“I don’t trust him.” Nikon’s eyes stayed on Reuben, his expression softening. “But I know you need to do this,” he added with a small smile that Reuben returned.
Reuben leaned in and kissed him softly. “I don’t trust him either. But I know what I need to do.”
Something tightened in Nikon’s chest at the press of Reuben’s lips. The tension from their argument still simmered between them, but beneath it coursed a current of raw need that had only intensified during their standoff.
“And what do you need right now?” The question came out in that low register he saved for private moments.
Reuben’s green eyes darkened, pupils expanding. “You. I need you.”
The words sent heat coursing through Nikon’s body. He rose from his crouched position, took Reuben’s hand, and led him toward their bedroom. Once inside, he closed the door and immediately pressed Reuben against it, claiming his mouth in a deep, hungry kiss.
Reuben’s fingers tugged at his tie, fumbling with shirt buttons. “Get these off.” His breath came hot against Nikon’s mouth.
Nikon shrugged out of his shirt, undid his belt while Reuben stripped away his own clothing. Their naked bodies pressed together against the door as the scent of Reuben’s skin hit his senses.
Clean sweat mixed with that cologne from Paris he’d gifted him last month. Nikon ran his fingers over the new muscle definition in Reuben’s shoulders.
“God, I want you.” Nikon walked him backward until Reuben’s legs hit the edge of their custom king-size bed. “Even when you’re pissing me off with that stubborn streak.”
“Show me.” Reuben held his gaze as he fell back onto the dark silk sheets, legs spreading in invitation.
The sight sent blood rushing south. Nikon knelt between Reuben’s thighs and took him into his mouth without hesitation. The firm press of Reuben’s cock on his tongue was flavored by the salty tang of pre-cum. Nikon sucked hard, taking him deep and pulling back slowly.
“Fuck.” Reuben’s fingers threaded through his hair. “That feels so good.”
Nikon hummed in response, feeling Reuben’s hips buck upward at the vibration. He relaxed his throat, taking him deeper. He gripped Reuben’s thighs, feeling more newly defined muscles from Reuben’s training regimen.
After several minutes, Nikon pulled back. “Turn over.”
Reuben complied without hesitation, rolling onto his stomach and raising his hips. The sight of him like this, waiting and wanting, made Nikon’s cock throb. He reached for the lubricant in the bedside drawer, the cap clicking open in the quiet room.
He circled Reuben’s entrance with one slick finger before pushing inside. Reuben’s sharp intake of breath turned to a low moan as Nikon worked his finger in and out, gradually adding a second.
“More.” Reuben pushed back against his hand, the muscles in his back flexing.
Nikon added a third finger, stretching him. He curved his fingers just so, knowing exactly where to touch.
Reuben’s back arched. “Now, Nikon. I want your cock.”
Nikon’s body warmed at the commanding tone in Reuben’s voice. He withdrew his fingers and slicked his length with more lubricant. The mattress dipped as he positioned himself behind Reuben, pressing against his entrance. With a steady push, he breached Reuben’s tight ring of muscle, sliding inside inch by inch until he was balls deep.
“Christ.” His fingers dug into Reuben’s hips. The sensation of being inside him nearly overwhelmed Nikon, his body responding with an intensity that still surprised him after all this time.
“Keep moving.” Reuben glanced over his shoulder, green eyes dark with desire. “Hard.”
Nikon pulled back and thrust in forcefully. The sound that tore from Reuben’s throat spurred him on. He established a rough rhythm, skin slapping against skin as he drove into Reuben again and again.
“Yes.” Reuben braced himself against the headboard, meeting each thrust. “Harder.”
The bed frame responded beneath them. The solid wood headboard thumped against the reinforced wall with each powerful drive of Nikon’s hips. And sweat began to bead on Nikon’s skin as he drove into Reuben, each time shifting his angle to target that spot that made Reuben’s breath catch every time.
Nikon leaned forward, draping his body over Reuben’s back, one hand braced on the mattress. His teeth found the nape of Reuben’s neck, tasting salt as he sucked hard enough to mark.
“You feel so good around my dick.” The words came out as a growl against Reuben’s ear. “Always so tight.”
Reuben turned his head, seeking Nikon’s mouth. Their kiss was messy and desperate, all teeth and tongue as Nikon continued to thrust into him.
