Page 106 of Crown of Steel

Arthur grins, then leads my cock back into his mouth and all the way to the back of his throat.

“Oh, fuck, oh fuck,” I sing. My toes curl and my eyes roll back as pleasure builds low in my stomach, making my ballsdraw close. “If you continue like this, I will come too soon. It’s been a stressful night, you know?”

Arthur chuckles, then pulls back a little to lap around my cock. “My poorchaton, all that pent-up energy makes you want to come really soon? Uh uh, that’s not going to happen. You’re going to come when I tell you to and not a moment before.” He suckles my cock right back between his plump lips and hollows his cheeks.

“Fuck,” I groan and my hand falls down to his head. My fingers curl around a few strands of his thick, raven hair and I pull. Hard. “I’m gonna come.” Arthur must see my inner battle, because the scorching look in his eyes goes together with wickedness, and goddamn sexiness as he once more pulls off my throbbing cock just to let his tongue play with the slit. I’m leaking for him, trembling in my hunger for release. And still he won’t let me come.

Sitting back on his haunches, he barks, “Turn around.” His hands grab hold of my sides and he lifts his own leg as he rolls me over and onto my stomach, my cock leaking onto the bed. He crawls over my back and reaches for my bedside table. “This is the last time we will use a condom. We’ll get tested and cleared, then I can properly fuck you.D’accord?”

I can only nod against the pillow, while my hips rock sluggishly back against his hard frame. “Please,” I wheeze, too fucking gone. Behind me I hear him uncapping the bottle of lube, the sound going in harmony with his sinister chuckle.

“Oh, you want me to finish what I started?” His fingers crawl over my ass cheeks, and I expect them to be wet with lube, getting ready to breach my hole, but instead, he squeezes my cheeks apart. “Spread them wider for me,chaton. Come here.” Grabbing my hands, he places them onto my own ass and spreads my cheeks apart. I do as he says, following his instructions, rocking my hips in an attempt to relieve the pressure building inside of me while begging him to continue. “I like youlike this, little brother, spread open and waiting for me.” His tongue licks the crease of my ass and I jolt in surprise. “Hmm. You taste good. Keep on spreading them for me, show me your sweet little hole.” He clasps my hands and I comply, panting when he licks me again. “This is mine, isn’t it?” I moan in reply, and he chuckles raspily against the sensitive skin of my rim. “That’s right, kitten. All mine.” And then he dives in, lapping at my hole with rapid flicks of his tongue that have me babble in rapture and buck my hips. “Oh, you want more?” Planting his own hands on mine, he spreads me impossibly wide, and his tongue plunges into my hole, licking and nibbling as it goes impossibly deep. Moaning freely, I push my hips back frantically for more friction.

“Please,” I pant. “Please please please. I need it so badly.”

Arthur keeps on piercing that spot with his tongue, while his hands, still intertwined with mine, encourage my hips to rock back. And again, and again, until I go crazy with need.

“Mon coeur, please,” I sob. That seems to do the trick, because he finally pulls back and releases my hands. Pulling me tight by my hips, he jerks me upward and onto hands and knees.

“So desperate for my cock.” He taunts as he lines up behind me. “Your hole looks so fucking sweet,chaton. All opened up for me. You taste so good, baby. I could lick your ass every minute of the day.”

“Fuck,” I choke, his words making my cock lurch.

“Are you ready for your big brother?” He grabs a fist of my hair, then tips up my head, bringing it to his chest while the rest of my body is leaning on my hands and knees. “There’s my sweet kitten.” He nuzzles my cheek and neck, and places open kisses on the tender skin while he lets his cock slide in. Slowly, so tauntingly slowly, while he hums on my skin and soothes my heated flesh with his wet lips.

“Oh, fuck,” I repeat on a sob.

“Hmm, exactly.” Arthur glides in all the way, until he’s fullysheathed. Only then does he let out a shuddering breath, the warm puff of air on my neck causing goosebumps. “You turned my life upside down,” he muses against my skin. “The hidden little stepbrother. How on earth could someone hide you?” He slowly pulls back until only the tip of his cock is buried inside me. “I love it when you fight me.” His fingers trace the lines of my back, following the bone of my spine all the way up to my nape. “But look at you now. Trembling with need, my cock about to wreck your ass, bringing you the best fucking of your life.” The tips of his fingers are soft in comparison to his filthy words. He’s right, I love the hold he has on me. “You’re so clever, so good. Together we can make so much happen.”

“Yeah,” I mumble.

“I’ll wait for you here in Monterrey Castle, where we can spend every free minute together. While you continue your studies, I’ll work from Dad’s office. We will have our own, private dorm here. Would you like that?” He slides back into my ass, but the movement is slow, sinful. It’s Arthur’s way of torturing me. He won’t stop until I give him what he wants. Luckily I want to give him just that, everything he wants, because I want it too.

“Oui,” I reply.

“Good.” He traces his fingers down over my spine and caresses my ass cheeks and crease. “Look at that, filled with my cock. What a fucking sight you are. Perfection,” he murmurs, his voice thick with aw. “We will rule Saint-Laurent together until you graduate.”

“Oui,” I moan, when he pulls back and slowly slides back in.

“You will win that prize before you graduate. I’ll make sure of it. Would you like that?” This time when he slides in, his rhythm has picked up. It’s still not fast enough, but when I rock my hips to encourage him, he slaps my ass with atssk.

I halt and let out a string of curses that he laughs away. “Oui,” I settle with. Arthur hums in satisfaction.

“That’s a good reply. Then, we will get rid of the cage, get rid of everything and everyone who hurt you in the past.” His rhythm picks up once more and this time I start panting. When I don’t reply fast enough, he slaps my ass once more, harder, the impact making me hiss.

“Oui!” I squeak. Arthur chuckles.

“That’s right,chaton. Because you are mine. Everyone here knows, and soon the outside world will know of our forbidden, filthy love.”

“Oui.”

“Now, let me show you how I satisfy my little brother. Hold on tight, my love.”

26

ARTHUR

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Régis sings when I slam right home and roll my hips against his like a snake. His hole clenches, squeezing me impossibly tight while his parted lips moan against the pillow. He’s laying on his cheek, offering me the perfect view of his side frame, that golden hair and his angular, sharp features. They are covered with a softness that is so Régis, from the flushed cheek to the wide eyes. His tone is no longer raspy and his pleas have decreased into a string of unintelligible moans he lets out when I relentlessly plunder his ass.

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