Page 57 of Across the Sapphire Sea
Valeri set him down and pushed his cloak off his shoulders. “Did you track that doe yourself, or get lucky?”
Elias returned the favor, shoving Valeri’s cloak to the ground. “I tracked her.”
Valeri’s smile revealed glistening fangs. “Good boy. I’m proud.”
“What shall I have as my reward?”
“Anything you like. Name it, and it’s yours.”
Taking a step back, Elias pulled his cock from his breeches. He stroked it with one hand and signaled Valeri down with the other. “Your mouth then. Open up.”
Valeri went to his knees without protest, staring up at Elias, brown eyes sparkling. He moistened his lips with his tongue and opened his mouth.
The view alone had Elias’s balls tight with need. How Valeri could go from triumphant to positively sinful in the span of seconds boggled his mind. He leaned in and fed Valeri the tip, watching as his lips stretched to accept the offering.
“Now I want your throat.” Elias took Valeri’s head in his hands and encouraged this next bit of submission. He loved Valeri’s wildly open nature when it came to sex. He’d found nothing off limits, and even the tried-and-true options, like the cock sucking he was reveling in, never grew stale.
Valeri grabbed Elias by the hips and yanked him forward, humming around the length in his throat. The vibration sent arousal flaring in Elias as he tangled his fingers in Valeri’s curly hair.
“Greedy,” Elias huffed. “Don’t make me come, I want to be hard when you fuck me.”
The words pulled a moan from Valeri, who tugged Elias’s trousers from his hips and pushed them down around his ankles.
“My boots,” said Elias, eager to be naked.
Valeri pulled off his cock. “They can wait. Come here.” He tugged Elias to the ground with him. They landed in a laughing joyous heap on their cloaks.
Arranging Elias on his side, Valeri spooned behind him, cock out and leaking between Elias’s cheeks.
“Oh, yes.” Elias pushed his ass back. “Excellent idea. Just like this.”
“Glad you approve.”
Apparently they wouldn’t be getting naked after all, but Elias couldn’t find it in himself to be bothered. He liked the restriction of being trapped by his own pants tangled around his ankles. He liked the idea of Valeri, fully clothed behind him, only his cock out and exposed to the night air until he buried it inside Elias. He liked the pretty picture he knew they must make in this position.
Valeri shoved his length between Elias’s closed thighs and thrust. With no oil, he kept his motion shallow, the drag of skin on skin just shy of painful. Not that Elias would say no to pain. Valeri’s cock nudged his balls, pushing a moan from between parted lips.
“Oil? Spit? Blood?” asked Elias. “I don’t care, just put it in me.”
Snarling against the back of his neck, Valeri brought fingers to Elias’s mouth. Spit then, that would be fine. He sucked and licked Valeri’s fingers, soaking them with saliva while Valeri continued to fuck his thighs.
By the time Valeri reached between them to prepare, Elias’s every nerve ending was on fire. His dick ached with need. He pressed back for more pressure, babbling his consent. “Ready. Now, Valeri, now.”
Soft laughter tickled the shell of his ear. “You certain? Might hurt.”
“Want to feel it,” Elias answered on a breath, so pent up he’d have said yes to a dry fuck at this point. He healed so fast, nothing Valeri did would really hurt him, and he liked the intensity of the burn this way.
“Then feel it, you shall,” Valeri said against his ear as he pushed in.
Elias relaxed into the movement, surrendering to the stretch and the fullness, melting against Valeri’s chest. “Yes.”
Valeri shuffled as he thrust, wrapping Elias in a tight embrace, trapping his arms against his chest and holding them prisoner so Elias could do nothing but take it.
And Elias loved to take it. “Harder.”
Valeri obeyed, rocking Elias in his grip, biceps flexing as he pulled them as close as they could get, his soft belly filling the curve of Elias’s lower back. Valeri’s breath came in heavy pants against the nape of Elias’s neck.
If Elias could only touch his own dick, he’d burst, but he couldn’t move his arms an inch. He whined. “Valeri.”
