Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 245(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
With his energy centered on the goddess of the healing flame, Theodor chanted her spell to call upon her restorative fire. “Tyrendio strixixs.” His sword ignited with a heat that filled their confined space.
Bless you, goddess.
For a long time, Theodor rubbed his heated palms from the roots of Boraleashe’s wet hair to his upper thighs while they listened to the fury of the entity still fighting to get to his lover. Boraleashe’s body temperature was almost returned to normal, feeling refreshing and cool against Theodor’s hot-natured skin.
“Theo,” Boraleashe murmured drunkenly, his face cradled under Theodor’s armpit.
“I’m here.” His voice was gruff from the cold. “How are you feeling?”
“Mmmm, warm.” Boraleashe slipped his thigh between Theodor’s.
“That’s a good thing.”
“It appears you are always having to come to my aid, my lord.”
Theodor groaned, his cock responding to the way Boraleashe made his title sound sexy as hell.
“I will always be your champion, my love.” Theodor was sure to place emphasis on the last word that was going to save them both.
Boraleashe’s breaths came faster, causing the storm to roar back to life.
“Don’t fight it, Boraleashe. Push past the urge to resist.”
Theodor pulled Boraleashe’s naked body underneath him. His dick was half-hard, but he ignored it and focused all of his attention on Boraleashe’s panting mouth.
“The moon wants to feel what I mean to you, Boraleashe… so show it. With zero fear or hesitation. Trust our union.”
Theodor gazed into Boraleashe’s eyes before his own glare traveled down to that perfect mouth. To Theodor’s surprise, Boraleashe was staring at his with just as much hunger. He tucked a swath of stark-white hair behind Boraleashe’s ear, continuing his caress until he was cupping his cheek.
“I’m going to kiss you now,” Theodor whispered, teasing Boraleashe’s lips with two fingers. “I want to touch my mouth to yours and inhale your taste, your bravery, your fears.” His lips were so tender and soft to the touch. “I want to bite them until they’re swollen and pink, then suck ’em until they feel better.”
Theodor’s cock was harder than a brick of gold against Boraleashe’s groin. Strong hands gripped his waist and forced his lower body closer. With his and Boraleashe’s chests touching, the thunder outside calmed.
“Yesss, Boraleashe.” Theodor stared, mesmerized. “I’m going to press my lips to yours until you allow my tongue inside to make love to yours.”
A cool breath rushed over Theodor’s chin.
“I can tell you like the thought of kissing me too. I can feel it right here.” He ground his pelvis into Boraleashe’s weeping cock, earning a delicious moan. “Tell me you want it. That you want me to show you my earthly affection.”
Boraleashe nodded, murmuring a breathy “yes,” his lips dancing ever so lightly against his, ramping up the anticipation to unbearable.
Theodor brushed their lips together, swiping back and forth, becoming familiar. After a few more delicate passes, Theodor pressed in closer, eyes hooded, cock throbbing. Boraleashe’s hands roamed up his back, cool fingers digging into his flesh. Boraleashe rocked his pelvis forward once, twice, then stopped.
“No more holding back,” Theodor stressed.
He slanted his mouth over Boraleashe’s and ran his tongue along the seam of his sinful lips, teasing to be let inside. He gripped Boraleashe’s chin and tilted his head higher.
He would not be denied. Satisfy your king.
Perhaps Boraleashe heard his thoughts because he opened his legs and his mouth wider, and Theodor slid between both. Now he understood why his father and Dustin kissed so damn much. It was a sexy, very passionate way to show affection.
A sweet, curious tongue met his own, and though it made Theodor’s toes curl in his boots, he held back his urge to pounce and allowed Boraleashe a chance to explore. Allowed him the time to decide if they conformed to the ancient norms and rituals of their lineage, or did they live whatever life pleased them most?
Theodor
You Can’t Have What is Already Mine
He and Boraleashe were already getting quite good at kissing. Theodor was grinding into Boraleashe with the same rhythm he stroked his smooth, wintry tongue.
“Fuck, you taste good, Boraleashe. I could taste your glory all day and never get enough.”
Boraleashe sucked his tongue, appearing lost in the sensations. Theodor bathed his soul with Boraleashe’s moans of pleasure. It looked as though he’d forgotten about the storm, and all that mattered was pulling Theodor as close to him as he could.
“Inside me. Now.”
Theodor shuddered at Boraleashe’s order. Fuck that he was the king. That was a demand Theodor would obey anytime his lover commanded it.
Theodor positioned Boraleashe on his side and enveloped his body from behind, gliding his slick cock between his pale cheeks. Boraleashe craned his head to the side, chasing Theodor’s mouth.
He held the base of his cock tight, nudging Boraleashe’s hole, making his head leak with ample lubrication. He slicked it down his shaft, then clutched his warrior to him, burying himself deep in one smooth drive. Boraleashe bucked back into him, his long, throaty moan vibrating Theodor’s lips.