EROTIC EXCERPT M/M
The unfortunate answer to both our questions is...
“Somehow, I like it better to think it was with my father.” He grinned. “Like fathers—”
“Like sons sort of thing.” The prince finished the thought, grinning back.
“Maybe, but whatever they did and however much they may have meant to each other, they both pledged in the end.”
“Personally, I can’t even propose to a woman, without being turned down. True, it was my first attempt, still—”
“So she said no?” He caressed his angel’s silky hair. “Well, it’s
hardly surprising. Did you think she’d accept to play by your rules?”
“I love you and no pledge is ever going to change it.”
“I know it and lucky for you, so does she, which means you don’t have
to pretend something that isn’t.” Duncan stood up again, though he did
not let go of Chris. “Still, you ought to offer something of yourself.
You can’t just expect her to accept the pledge just so through her,
you’ll always have me.”
“It seemed like a damn good arrangement to me.” Raising his head, Chris
looked Duncan squarely in the face. “I mean, let’s face it. Like me,
all she wants is you and that’s what we’d both get. No complications,
no lies, no betrayals, nothing except straight forward truth.”
“As usual, Angel, you’re only thinking of us.” Bending, the prince
placed a kiss on the tempting lips. “If she refused to play, I can’t
say I blame her. She might want more of you—”
“Not love, I hope for her sake.” And a dangerous, icy cold snarl crossed his thin lips.
I wouldn’t bet on it, Angel.
“But I really don’t care.” Annoyed, Chris pulled back. “I’m tired of
talking about her. It seems lately that’s all we do like we’re obsessed
“I’m not!” With a sudden leap, Chris threw the prince against the wall,
pinning him with his weight. “The only thing that obsesses me is your
cock…” His nimble fingers clutched it firmly, the aroused stem coming
out of the clothes by its own hardness. “Whether shoving down my throat
or ramming up my ass, I adore it and will do anything to get its load
all over me.”
“If that’s what you want, I’ll be happy to oblige.” And turning him
around, the prince threw him down on the desk, taking off his pants,
finding the hole and penetrating with a few, abrupt thrusts. “Was that
what you had in mind?” Pumping faster, he leaned close to his angel’s
ear. “That I fuck your brains out, so you don’t think of her?”
Pushing back at every shove, Chris screwed himself on Duncan’s entire
length until there was no more space available. “Sorry, lover, it’s you
who can’t take your mind off her nor can your cock, judging from how
soft it’s gone fucking her all the time.”
“Is this soft?” With a hard shove, Duncan rammed so deep, he thought he
would come out of Chris’s mouth. “And I don’t see anything hard in you
either if with one puny blow-job, she made you lose your mind, cock and
sanity.” His shaft drowning in the narrow space, he drove it faster,
wishing the tight walls would squeeze the life out of him.
“My sanity’s safe with her.” Now angry, Chris swung furiously, his ass
twitching as if it wanted to bite the cock, rather than pamper it.
“That was just a lucky coincidence, which had nothing to do with her.
As if we didn’t know she’s only passable in bed and wouldn’t even be
there if you hadn’t felt sorry—”
“Shut up, Angel. I can see she makes you so hot just by the way she
moves that all you want is to stick your knife or cock inside her to
punish her for making you so fucking high. Because you fucking crave
her!” He breathed hoarsely in Chris’s ear. “With her straight lines,
almost no treacherous curves, no breasts, so thin she looks more like
me every day and you can’t stand it!”
“Just a pale resemblance, nothing to get hot about.” But that he was
lying was obvious from the tenseness gripping his muscles, which the
prince could safely assume was not out of excitement.
“Oh, really?” With a growl, Prince Caldwell pulled out and turned Chris
on his back to plunge into his ass hole again, more forcefully than
before. “Is that why you can’t keep your knife off her?” He resumed the
rhythmical pumping with a frenzied beat. “Can you honestly tell me
there’s someone else, besides her, who with a mere glance, turns on
that dark, cruel side of yours, which you’ve taken so much pain to keep
hidden even from me?”
From the annoyed frown, Duncan knew he had touched his angel’s raw and
burning spot, another victory in the undeclared war they were fighting,
which made him harder than he had ever been.
“You fucking bastard, do you think you’re in any better position?”
Sliding his butt forward, Chris sucked the entire erection straight up
the ass, leaving only the balls out, but just barely. “Do you think I
don’t know how badly you want to pledge to her? Or how much you’d give
to be in my shoes rather than having to pass as her brother for the
rest of your life?” Holding hard on the desk, Chris thrust forward to
meet the prince’s shoves and increase the friction between them. “Or
worse, can you just stand and listen while I tell her the words I’ve
wanted to tell you since I was eight, then bless our pledge like it
meant nothing to you?”
Fuck no, but I’ll be damned if I tell you! And suppressing his
amazement at how Chris always managed to put his finger exactly where
it most hurt him, he slid out of the comfortable hole. “If that’s what
needs to be done, I’ll do it!” As a leader, there would be no
delegating the sacred rite of the pledge to anyone else, certainly not
when it came to his lover. “I’d be more worried about you.” Then
pulling Chris down on the floor, he grabbed his hair and threw back his
head. “Now shut up and suck me clean. I don’t want your ass all over my
“Afraid of the truth?” The blond angel sneered.
“I said, suck, not talk!” And with a shove, he gained Chris’s mouth,
entering like an avalanche in the warm cavity that immediately trapped
him as the tongue worked fast to lick it clean. And it felt so damn
good to have only Chris’s supreme expertise working his magic on him,
shutting out the lights, the humming, the pyramids, but mostly the
truth from his tired mind, his wet laps filling his senses to the rim
until nothing remained except the sucks, the plunges, the drowning.
Yet, however much he wanted it to end right there and then, his cock
craved the tight space it had been forced to abandon, so he had no
choice but to grab Chris and pull him up against a wall, legs open,
buttocks spread, ass hole exposed to receive him. The minute he crashed
inside, everything stopped again to focus only on the movement, the
tightness, the rhythm and Chris himself, his wonderful body pressing
against his every time he pushed forward. His piercing smell filling
his nostrils and mouth as he repeatedly bit the angel’s neck, Duncan
wrapped his hand around the straining erection, wanting to jerk him off
at the same tempo he was keeping in his ass, just to speed up the loss
of the same control that had already slipped away from him. And since
he was good with his hands, the angel could not resist long, flooding
his palm at the same instant his own knot of emotions burst like a
balloon inside the accommodating ass, wracking everything in its wake.
Exhausted, he wanted to collapse on Chris’s back, but his lover turned around and embraced him tightly.
“Because the unfortunate answer to both our questions is no and there’s
not a damn thing either of us can do about it,” Chris whispered wryly
in his ear before reclining his head on the prince’s shoulder.