Annihilation - Book Three

Chapter 20 (M)

Verando's arousal strains against his pants as I kiss him through his undershorts; bold and forthcoming isn't usually my way, but after my vision, I wanted to be anyone but myself. The person who I was, my family damned so many people, the forgotten prince, the expendable part of my family. I'd been a pawn, quietly sitting in my ivory tower, only for them to turn on me themselves at the soonest opportunity.

I'd fallen back in line so quickly and reverted to the obedient son as soon as I came home; it'd been easier for them to convince themselves that I had matured rather than see how far I'd fallen into despair with what I had endured.

Sex with him made me feel needed; I could pretend for a few moments that I was desirable, that there was someone out there who wanted me. This glorious man, a pillar of masculinity, wanted this meager form. In my wildest dreams, I never imagined finding someone that would ignite my flame like my warlord. When I'd thought of my future, I'd envisioned myself alone, though I'd turned my back on my time as a 'monk' before that venture even began.

I pass my tongue over the fabric, stroking him through the thin layer. "You're absolutely mouthwatering," I murmur to him, shivering at how desperately I desire him. Impossibly hard, I squirm, struggling to contain myself. "Where do you find the time to get this body?" Shoving his shirt up, I stretch to kiss his navel, giggling as he exhales under my tongue.

I need to forget, to get lost in something, and it just so happens he's my favorite pastime. All of my ability to abstain ended with this man, for he was the closest anyone had come to understanding my discomfort with being left to my thoughts.

"Do you expect me to ignore your state of distress? Do you truly think I'd take you and not be suspicious? I know you better than this." Verando mutters, almost as if I'd offended him by resorting to my previous self, the version that used him with little care.

"I'm not asking you to analyze me; I'm just waiting for my dinner." I hum, nuzzling against his thigh as I grope him through his shorts. My breath catches as I feel his hand cup my chip, guiding my gaze back up, stroking my cheek, dragging his thumb over my lower lip as I groan in response.

"I... had a bad dream." I allow as I lean back against the warmth of the oven. "This oven is scorching. Can I please indulge myself?"

Sliding my hands up his body, pushing his shirt up once more to give me access to his abdominals, I can't help but smirk at how shallow his breathing is. My mouth attacks his skin, running my tongue up the line of his abdominals; I'm rewarded with a sharp inhale as he curses under his breath. I kiss and suck wherever I can reach, grazing my teeth against him with an appreciative sigh.

"This is why words are useless. This body is unreal, and hearing you resist my advances turns me on." I tell him, teasing him as I stroke his still-covered arousal.

"You're telling me you don't like me for my personality?" Verando sighs at me, flustered, rewarding me with my favorite look. "I didn't take you as someone who focused on vanity."

Narrowing my eyes, patient, I pull him free from his shorts, swallowing at the impressive appendage before me. "When all I can think about is the head trash, when I can't stop hearing anything but the negative, it's easy to get lost. I thought you understood that?" I take him in my mouth; Verando groans in response; I suck hard as I roll my tongue against him.

His hand finds the back of my head, pressing me further, burying himself into my throat as I swallow as much of him as I can manage. It's difficult not to be overly enthusiastic, clutching him tighter as I see he's struggling to keep his composure. My warlord was always so composed; I rarely got to see him caught entirely off guard.

Hearing his appreciation spurs me on. The excitement of public sex has my heart racing, releasing him from my lips, panting as I catch my breath. It's like I'm starved, the inferno burning deep inside of me, feeling him throbbing in my hand while I'm dragging my tongue up the length of his cock with a hum of desire.