Raleigh glowered. “You’re damned right it wasn’t. As far as I’m concerned that custom will never be performed under my roof.”
Steven gave Nate an exasperated look that spoke volumes. “Thanks for reminding him, Nate.” Steven threw his hands in the air and let them fall.
The look Raleigh turned on Steven would have felled a weaker man, but Steven just sighed and flopped down on the spot Aiden had vacated. “It was twenty-two years ago, Raleigh, how many times do I have to tell you I had no idea they were going to do that?” While the king-consort’s attention was focused on him, Steven waved the newlyweds on, silently mouthing the word, “Go.”
Without hesitation, Nate hurried out, pulling Aiden with him. No way was he going to stick around and listen to the two of them hash it out. He had a virgin to debauch.
Aiden wrinkled his nose. “Tradition? What tradition?”
“Oh, this is going to be interesting.” Nate chuckled, squeezing his hand. “Trust me, boy, you’ll find out later.”
They walked most of the way in silence. Aiden kept an eye on where they were going but felt Nate watching him.
Aiden couldn’t decide whether to be nervous or thrilled with the attention. He was a little of both. This had to be the strangest, most confusing night of his life. Someone had tried to kill him. He was now married. It was like a dream or a nightmare, he couldn’t decide which. On one hand he could now give into his desires for Nate, and he would have his freedom when Nate went back to the IN, yet he couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t as good a deal as he first thought.
“Are you all right?” Nate stopped as they neared their door.
“Yes.”
Opening the door, Nate stepped aside, motioning for Aiden to continue into the room. Once inside, Nate took Aiden’s hand and escorted him to the bedroom.
When they reached the bed, Nate loosened Aiden’s cravat. Tossing it away, he caught Aiden’s chin and turned his head from one side to the other.
Nate narrowed his eyes and his fingers touched Aiden’s neck. “The bruises are darker.” Nate’s jaw ticked. “I should have killed that guy when I had the chance, but I was anxious to get to you and make sure you were alive. Are you sore?”
He was having problems breathing, but it wasn’t due to being strangled. Aiden nodded.
“Good.” Nate brushed a quick kiss across his lips. “I’ve been dying to get your clothes off since I first met you. Strip, boy.”
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Aiden tried to relax as Nate sat on the edge of the bed. The thought of baring himself had his prick hard. “You have?”
“Hell, yes.” Nate leaned back on his elbows, his gaze on Aiden.
The uneasiness tried to creep to the surface, but Aiden pushed it back and fumbled for the buttons on his waistcoat. He was nervous, but he was excited too. In no time, he had it and his shirt off. After unbuttoning his trousers, he remembered his shoes. Kicking them loose, he bent and took off the hose.
Catching Nate’s gaze, he hooked his thumbs through the waistband of both the trousers and his short pants, pulling them down. His prick bobbed free, leaving a wet spot on his lower belly below his navel, as he stood and stepped free of the fabric. Please let Nate like what he sees.
Nate lounged there for several seconds, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “Damn, I knew you’d be beautiful.” He offered his hand to Aiden as he sat.
Exhaling the breath he’d been holding, Aiden took Nate’s hand and let him draw Aiden closer and position him astride Nate’s lap. He moaned at the starched fabric rubbing the backs of his thighs and his arse cheeks. Being naked while Nate was still mostly dressed felt deliciously naughty.
“Fuck, boy.” Nate traced his sides, his back and finally cupped his arse, pulling him forward.
“Oh.” His cock brushed against Nate and he pushed closer, trying to get more friction. Knowing Nate wanted him as badly as he wanted Nate was taking care of his anxiety of the unknown.
“So damned hot.” Gaze roaming everywhere, Nate touched Aiden’s chest. He flipped the pebbled nipples with his thumbs then pinched, making Aiden ache and moan again.
From the very beginning Nate had stirred something in him. And hearing Nate calling out his name the other day while he touched himself made the sensation even more intense. Aiden craved Nate. He longed for all the things Nate could teach him, do to him and with him. The man was an addiction which got worse with everything Aiden learned.
Slipping his hands around Aiden’s hips, Nate grabbed Aiden’s arse cheeks and kissed Aiden’s lips. “You make me want, Aiden.” Trailing down Aiden’s jaw, Nate nuzzled his neck.
Goose bumps spread like wildfire over Aiden’s arms and back. As if the feel of Nate’s beard on his skin wasn’t enough to send his senses reeling, Nate raked his teeth over the spot where Aiden’s neck met his shoulder.
Aiden groaned and shuddered. His prick throbbed, leaking precome. He kissed Nate’s beard, his neck, anywhere he could reach. He loved what Nate was doing but he wanted to touch too, he wanted to make Nate feel as good as he was making Aiden feel.
Dragging his hands over the hard body, Aiden found Nate’s prick. The memory of that heavy gold ring taunted Aiden, making him desperate to examine it closer. He barely got his fingers around Nate’s cock because of the pants and the thickness.
“Open my pants, boy,” Nate rasped against Aiden’s neck before kissing his shoulder and touching his arsehole.
Aiden froze.
Doing it again, Nate licked a long line up Aiden’s neck. Nate’s other hand slipped further back, caressing the ridge between his testicles and his anus, while he continued to circle Aiden’s hole.
It felt strange. He’d never been touched there before. It tickled, yet not quite.
Undoing Nate’s pants while Nate was doing that wasn’t easy, but eventually he did and got one hand inside and around Nate’s hot prick. Finding the ring with the other hand, he pulled back a little so he could see.
Nate was hard, his foreskin already retracted and the ring clearly visible. Aiden ran his fingers over it, then tugged gently as he squeezed Nate’s shaft. The smooth metal was such a neat contrast to warm velvety skin.
“Oh, shit, boy.”
Aiden whimpered, a thrill going through him as he continued to play with the ring. “I like that.”
“Like what?”
“When you call me boy and how you curse when you get excited.”
One side of Nate’s mouth turned up, his eyes flashing. He tapped Aiden’s hip. “Up. Get your ass in the middle of the bed, boy.”
Crawling off Nate’s lap, Aiden laid down in the middle of the mattress. As soon as he moved, Nate stood and undressed. Aiden gasped. He’d seen Nate naked before, but it was still a feast for the eyes. He was so muscular and hairy.
The firelight cast shadows over Nate’s tanned skin. His shoulder and arm muscles flexed as he moved. It was hypnotizing. He made Aiden’s mouth water and at the same time gave him butterflies. Fear and lust competed within, but before he could work up too much apprehension, Nate positioned himself next to Aiden. His warmth and nearness was comforting, erasing Aiden’s doubts.
“Damn, baby, the way you look at me.” Nate lay on his side with his head propped on his hand. He dragged Aiden so close their skin brushed, the hair on Nate’s body caressing his skin.
His cock touched Nate’s and Aiden bucked, mashing them closer together. Aiden ran his fingers over Nate’s beard, along his throat and chest.
Grabbing Aiden’s top leg, Nate positioned it over his hip. He leaned forward and devoured Aiden’s mouth at the same time, his tongue pressing and stabbing between Aiden’s lips.
Aiden moaned and stroked Nate’s hip. Working his hand further down, he wrapped it around Nate’s cock, stroking. The foreskin slid over the ring and Nate made a rumbling sound in his throat.
Nate’s fingers rubbed Aiden’s hole again, making him push back into the touch. Abruptly, the finger disappeared and Nate reached over their heads. Second
s later the finger was back, circling Aiden’s hole with a slippery warm substance. It felt good until Nate pushed inside.
Aiden gasped, breaking their kiss. It stung enough to make his erection soften.
“Shh… It’s okay. Relax. Let me in, boy.”
Taking a deep breath, Aiden forced the tension to recede, trusting Nate. He concentrated on what he was doing, trying to ignore the foreign feeling. Stroking Nate’s cock, his fingers brushed the ring. He caught the ring, moving it back and forth, but was still aware of the digit inside him.
“So fucking tight,” Nate growled and took his mouth again.
The finger in his ass still felt strange, but it no longer hurt. Aiden was beginning to have a tough time concentrating on Nate’s prick. His attention was divided between discovering the unknown of his consort’s body and feeling the new sensations Nate wrung from him.
Moving his finger deeper, Nate hit something.
Aiden’s eyes widened, his balls drawing closer to his body, and his cock got harder, fully erect again.
Pulling back, Nate smiled. “That’s it, boy. So fucking hot. Just relax and feel.”
Nodding, Aiden loosened his grip on Nate’s cock as Nate rolled him to his back and leaned over him.
Nate devoured Aiden’s mouth, making his head swim and his heart beat faster. In no time, Aiden’s prick was once again dripping.
Aiden was so caught up in the kiss that when another finger joined the first, he didn’t even tense. The burn came again, but he knew what to expect and when Nate hit that place inside him, it disappeared entirely. Another finger followed quickly after.
Aiden moaned as Nate pressed further in. It felt so good. Lifting his hips, he pushed down on the fingers in his arse.
“That’s it, boy. You like that?”
He nodded. “Yes, oh yes.”
Nate moved then, positioning himself on his knees between Aiden’s legs. Thrusting his fingers in and out, Nate groaned and his eyes met Aiden’s. “Ready for my cock? Want my big prick in this tight little hole, boy?”
His belly clenched and a whimper escaped. The thought of Nate’s prick in his arse had his own cock throbbing.
“You’re going to love it. Going to beg me to fuck you.”
“Please…” Aiden lifted his knees, his hands tangling in the covers. The constant rhythm of Nate’s fingers, the heat in his eyes, it was too much. Aiden tried to stop it but he couldn’t. His back arched, his muscles tensing. And with a shout he came without so much as a hand touching his cock. Heat splashed on his stomach.
Nate practically purred, pulling his fingers free, and reached above Aiden’s head again.
Before Aiden’s body even stopped convulsing, Nate pushed into him. It was wider, more intense than his fingers, but it wasn’t painful. He closed his eyes, the reality of it hitting him. Nate’s cock was in his arse.
“Open your eyes, boy.”
Aiden blinked his eyes open as Nate moved slowly forward. There wasn’t any friction, only the stretching as the head made its way inside. Aiden swore he could feel every inch sliding further in, until the ring hit— “Oh! Nate. Please.” His cock jerked, still filled with blood.
Staring into his eyes, Nate grabbed his legs under the knees and looped them over his arms. “Please what? Tell me.”
Aiden stared into Nate’s eyes, panting for breath. It suddenly occurred to him that he still had his hands twisted in the comforter and there was a cooling puddle on his stomach, running down his side. But he didn’t care. He tried to shift his hips, wanting to feel that again.
Nate held him in place. “Say it. Tell me what you want.”
Biting his bottom lip, he squeezed his eyes shut then opened them. He needed Nate to move. His entire body was on fire, begging for release, even after having climaxed. He took a deep breath and said it, knowing exactly what words were going to get him what he wanted. “Fuck me, please.”
Nate growled and thrust. He pounded into Aiden without hesitation. The whole time he held Aiden’s gaze. Sweat dripped down his temples and a fine sheen covered his chest, shining in the firelight when he moved.
Soon Aiden was teetering on the edge again, his whole body screaming for release. “Nate.”
Nate thrust into him harder a few more times then stopped. A hoarse groan left his throat and he tensed.
No. No, not yet. He was so close. Aiden did his best to propel Nate’s cock into him. He was almost there, just a little more. He grunted, trying to move, but Nate held perfectly still. “More, Nate. I don’t want it to end. Please.” His head thrashed back and forth. “Please.”
Nate’s chest heaved as he took a deep breath. Nate set his legs down and dropped on to one hand, his face close to Aiden’s. Sweat dripped, mingling with the semen coating Aiden’s belly and chest. Nate’s beard and mustache tickled his ear. “Shh… It doesn’t have to.” He moved slowly forward as his tongue probed Aiden’s mouth.
Turning his head to catch his breath, Aiden panted. His whole body tensed, fighting for his release. He was going to lose his mind. All the nerves in his body tingled, reaching for sensation, anything to bring him over the edge. He couldn’t think, all he could do was feel.
Nate’s hot breath fanned across his cheek, over his neck and then pain flared through his shoulder as Nate bit down.
Aiden jerked. A tingle raced through his spine as Nate’s tongue caressed his skin.
“Come on, boy. Come for me again. Now.”
A warm gush filled him and Nate sighed above him. He could almost— His eyes widened in shock. “Nate, oh fuck, Nate!” It felt like every one of his muscles contracted at once, and pleasure assailed him. White lights danced behind his eyes and Aiden came, shaking violently.
Nate’s hand came up, brushing the sweaty hair off his face. “That’s it, boy. Give yourself to me.”
Chapter Twelve
Aiden lay there, his eyes closed, with semen trickling down his sides as his abdomen rose and fell. His body was thoroughly sated, but now his mind was in turmoil.
What if he couldn’t handle what Nate wanted from him? That had been intense. He’d loved it, but… What if he wasn’t enough for Nate? When this mission was over Nate would leave and go back to his ship. What then?
Nate kissed him one last time then got off the bed. “You still alive?”
Nodding, Aiden licked his dry lips. He opened his eyes and turned his head toward Nate. Seeing the handsome man he’d married somehow made him feel worse. He was going to miss Nate when he was gone. How often would he come back to Regelence? Did Aiden even want him to? Maybe it would be best if they just parted ways. Something told Aiden it was going to get harder and harder to let Nate go.
“You’re dripping, boy.” As he held Aiden’s gaze he bent over and rubbed his beard through the cum on Aiden’s belly, sopping up some of the mess.
Hissing out a breath, Aiden tensed, his head coming off the bed. He reached down, raking his fingers through Nate’s beard. For all his refined manners in public, the man had very little in private. It was extremely arousing. Groaning, Aiden dropped his head, fingers still combing Nate’s wet whiskers.
Kissing Aiden’s belly, Nate swiped his tongue over it, tasting. He stood, patting Aiden’s hip. “Stay there. I’ll be right back.”
“’Kay.”
Nate went to the washroom.
Aiden lay on top of the covers, arms and legs thrown out. He was getting a headache. He was mourning Nate’s loss before the man even left. It was a waste of time. He’d wanted this. Granted, he hadn’t really thought it out. If he had he might not have been so anxious, but he’d made the decision and now he would live with it. He should be enjoying the time he had. It was an experience he’d probably never get again. Or if he did it would be for short intervals over the years.
Lost in thought, Aiden started when Nate came back in and slid his arms underneath Aiden, lifting him. Nate held tight and went to the washroom.
Willing his heart to quit pounding, Aiden s
miled and wrapped his arms around Nate’s neck. He was going to stop worrying and deal with Nate’s absence when it happened.
Nate carried him to the tub and climbed in. The big, black marble tub was plenty big enough for both of them. Nate turned him, pulling Aiden between his legs and pressing Aiden’s back against his chest. Aiden closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of naked skin against his own and the warm, relaxing water.
Nate’s lips trailed over the back of his neck as he ran a soapy hand over Aiden’s cheek. “Boy, how do you feel? Are you sore?”
Aiden shook his head. He was aware of his body, but it didn’t hurt—it was a nice reminder of what they’d done. He’d never dreamed that physical intimacy would be so intense. Something told him it wouldn’t be that way with just anyone. He and Nate had a connection. If only that were enough. Aiden snuggled back into Nate’s chest. He promised himself he wasn’t going to fret.
Turning a little, Nate caught Aiden’s chin, lifting it. He smiled and kissed Aiden’s lips. The look he gave Aiden, the tenderness in his eyes, was nearly Aiden’s undoing. He wanted to cry and beg for Nate to stay with him, but he couldn’t. Nate would never respect such a show of weakness. And Nate did respect him, he had no doubt about that. Nate’s actions spoke volumes. He may be rough and domineering, but he was considerate and gentle at times too. Nate cared what Aiden thought and about what he did. He brushed his lips across Aiden’s one more time before letting go.
Aiden settled back against his lover, caressing Nate’s arms where they wrapped around him. Closing his eyes once more, he stayed there reveling in the feel of the strong arms around him and the thick masculine chest against his back.
Finally, Nate reached for the sponge on the side of the tub, his hairy chest touching Aiden’s skin. Nate took his time washing Aiden, exploring his body.
It was exhilarating and soothing at the same time. Aiden felt cherished, pampered. He could go right to sleep if he wanted. There wasn’t a single doubt in his mind that Nate would take care of him. What was it about this man?
They lay there quietly for several minutes while Nate’s hands roamed over him, washing and loving. Nate’s prick began to harden against his back and just like that, Aiden’s body responded in kind. He no longer wanted to fall asleep. He wanted to spend as much time with Nate as he could.
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