Page 64 of Beyond the Storm
“No. I do not think you mad.” The stirring in my chest deepened then and became much more powerful, as though the invisible thread of fate connecting us strengthened. “Today is when I first saw you, but my heart has known you longer. It was only waiting for you to find me.”
“I believe you found me,” he said, smoothing his calloused fingertips along my jaw.
My eyes stung again as I rejoined our lips.
Our mutual confessions seemed much too soon. But if I could believe I descended from a fallen angel and possessed a curse in my blood, why couldn’t I also believe that Elasus had come into my life for a purpose? That our paths had crossed because that was fate’s plan for us.
Even if it was only for one night.
His touches became heavier. I panted as he reached between our bodies and gripped my cock through the material of the trousers. Tingling warmth moved through my veins, like when you held your hand above a flame. His hands, his lips, were the flames that would set me ablaze. If I then turned to ash, so be it.
“Someone may see us,” I told him, hearing the distant rumble of voices and laughter.
“Let them see.” Elasus pressed his face to my neck. “Let them hear you as well.”
“You will need oil,”Bellamy’s voice filled my head.“Sex between men requires it.”
“Oil?”
My brother’s response was drowned out as I emitted a deep groan. Elasus had dipped his hand beneath the garment and grabbed my cock, skin to skin. He kissed my chest as he stroked me from root to tip.
“Elasus!” I cried out as he took my nipple into his mouth. The wet heat and flicking of his tongue fanned the flames of the fire that would soon engulf me. “That is…” My spine arched as I sought more. “Do not stop.”
I felt him smile around my nipple before he flicked his tongue faster. The gliding of his hand along my shaft and his mouth around my beaded nipple nearly undid me, like threads unraveling in a piece of clothing, each one bringing me closer to ruin.
“Where did you learn this?” I asked, breathless.
“Nikandros.” His warm exhales tickled my sensitive flesh. “He is my closest companion. Once, he spoke of a male who did this to him. Does it please you?”
“Yes. I need more.”
“You are a temptation like no other, Kallias. Your every moan is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.”
He then drew more of those sweet sounds from me, relentlessly flicking me with his tongue while rubbing my aching cock. Pleasure built inside me, like waves receding before preparing to crash back against the shore.
But then, he stopped. He withdrew his hand and lifted his head from my chest before that wave of pleasure could reach me.
I didn’t recognize the sounds tearing from my throat. They were gruff and needy.
“You are growling at me,” Elasus said with amusement rich in his tone. “And here I believed you could not be any more endearing.”
“Will you make me beg?”
He glided a finger down my stomach. “Sounds to me like you already are. The pleas are apparent in the shake of your voice.”
“You are a cruel male, Elasus.” Yet, I smiled up at him as I spoke the words. Although I ached and desperately needed more of his touch, I was exhilarated. More alive than I’d ever been.
“Ah, yes.” He returned my smile. “You certainly appear to be tormented in this moment by my cruelty. How should I ever make amends?”
“You could begin by kissing me,” I said, my chest light and my heart beating quickly, like hummingbirds’ wings. “Perhaps forgiveness will follow.”
Elasus lowered his face back to mine and softly kissed me. The more time we spent together, the closer I felt to him. Each kiss fortified that connection, as if we were two blades that were melted down and reforged to become one.
I pushed against his shoulders and rolled him to his back, pinning him to the grass. That exhilaration I felt reflected in his eyes as he peered up at me. This thing between us excited us both. Our mouths crashed back together, and our tongues entwined. Danced. My palm slid against his before our fingers linked above his head.
“Mine,”Melancholy said from inside my chest.
What was it about Elasus that had both me and my sin drawn in like a moth to a flame?
