Page 102 of Castor
“You can stay with us,” Raiden said before peering longingly into the empty bag of chips. “We have a shit ton of rooms at the mansion.”
I forced myself not to kick him under the table. I appreciated all Warrin had done for me and Kyo—going against his king’s wishes and breaking off the wedding just so we could be happy. However, a part of me childishly still held some resentment toward him. It would take some time for those feelings to fully go away.
Warrin’s pale eyes shifted to me. “Only if it’s no trouble.”
“No trouble at all,” I lied through my teeth.
Kyo bumped my side and smirked when I looked at him. He more than likely knew what I was thinking and would give me shit for it later. Whatever. I didn’t care.
No. All I cared about was that he was with me.
***
“Fuck, I missed this,” I said as Kyo snapped his hips forward, pushing that beautiful cock deeper inside me. “I missed you.”
He smiled down at me, a blissed-out daze in his half-hooded eyes. “How much did you miss me?”
I groaned as he took me harder, the bed creaking with each thrust. “So damn much. More than anything.”
Our mouths slammed together in a messy, desperate kiss. The moment I had brought him to the mansion, we’d gone up to my room and fallen right into bed. The need to have him naked against me had outweighed everything else. He’d felt the same. Thankfully, my brothers had taken the hint and left us alone. For now.
“Castor,” Kyo moaned, his breath rough. He dipped his face to my chest and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
Sparks shot through me, and warmth radiated to my groin. My hands skimmed up the cords of muscle in his arms as our sweat-slick bodies moved against each other. He shoved a hand between us and stroked my cock. That, along with him still latched onto my nipple, brought me closer to the edge.
“Shit,” I panted, grinding up against him. My teeth ached with the urge to claim him. To mark him as mine.
And unlike the times before, I could no longer fight that urge.
Threading my fingers in the back of his hair, I pulled his face to mine and reclaimed his lips. I kissed from his mouth, along his jaw, then down his neck. As if sensing my aim, Kyo exposed his throat, his body still moving inside of mine.
I bit him.
Not too hard but enough to leave a visible mark. He gasped and faltered in his rhythm, overcome with the pleasure such a connection triggered. The bite mark acted as a warning to any other supernatural being. It said that Kyo belonged to me. My scent was all over him now, not just on his body as our sweat mingled but inside his very core.
The bite mark was usually a prelude to taking someone as a mate. And I had every intention of completing that bond between us.
“I’m about to come.” Kyo trembled as he braced himself up with one arm, his lids falling closed. He slid his other hand behind my back.
“Fuck.” I moaned when his fingers probed my wing slit. It felt like an electric current passed through me, heightening stimulation and sending a flood of warmth to my balls. “Fuck, I’m close.”
I came undone when he kissed me.
The soft pressing of his lips did me in. My ass muscles spasmed, and jets of cum shot from my tip. I felt Kyo smile against my lips, and then he was joining me, his muscles tightening and his cock pulsing.
“I love you so much,” he shakily said, still sheathed inside of me. He nuzzled my cheek. “It was hell being away from you, Red.”
“Love is too small a word to explain how I feel about you.” I cupped the back of his head. “But it’ll have to do because flowery words and shit isn’t my thing.”
A raspy laugh left him as his softening cock slipped from me. “Really? I haven’t noticed.”
“Smart-ass.” I grazed my teeth up the side of his throat and kissed the mark I’d left there. The weight I’d carried over my heart for the past two weeks lifted. I didn’t feel as hollow.
“Where’s your head at?” Kyo asked, running the tip of his nose across mine.
I flipped Kyo to his back on the bed. He released a surprisedoofbefore I silenced him with a hard kiss.
Sterling had said I needed to stop playing hero, but I didn’t see myself that way. I was no hero. Because as I held Kyo, as his heart beat against mine and I felt the softness of his lips, I would do anything to keep him safe.
