Kelevra hummed. “That’s too bad.”
“…Kel.”
“Keep talking, Flower.”
“You’re stretching me and—” He gasped when Kelevra stroked against his prostate. “Everything hurts but doesn’t at the same time, okay? I can’t explain it. I’m trying, but I can’t.”
“You’re doing fine, sweetheart.” As if to prove it, he picked up the pace, finally seating himself fully within that velvet heat. Kel adjust his grip and then rolled his hips, relishing the mewling sounds Rin emitted and the way his balls tightened in preparation for the orgasm he was going to be denied.
He didn’t think his flower had fully caught onto that part just yet. If he had, he’d be cursing up a storm.
Kelevra started pumping into him with rough, measured strokes, sure to spear in as deep as he could go. He groaned whenever he felt those muscles clench around him, a reaction Rin gave with no extra thought to what he was doing. Whenever Kel got him like this, lust-crazed and mad, Rin dropped everything.
That damn shield he kept around him.
And the hatred, however much that actually amounted to, he held for Kelevra.
Here, like this, Rin was nothing more and nothing less than completely and unequivocallyhis.
Kelevra started pounding faster, enthralled by the sight of Rin’s dick slapping against his stomach with each inward thrust. “I wish I could burrow inside of you and stay there.”
“That’s,” he gasped, “so,” again, “fucked up.”
“Tell me to go deeper.”
“You’re already too deep.” Rin shook his head.
“Do it.”
“Please, Kel.” His hands clenched into fists, and for a split second Kelevra saw red, thinking he was going to deny him. “Fuck me deeper.”
He growled and changed his hold, slipping his hands around to the front of Rin’s thighs. He readjusted the cuffs on his ankle so they lifted higher into the air, bending Rin into an acute angle that allowed Kel’s cock to drive further into that heated depth.
“You’re moving in tomorrow. All of your things. No more excuses.” He held him tight, the machine keeping Rin relatively secure and stuck in position for him.
Rin was already wailing, tear tracks streaking past the damp blindfold, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only hover there and take it however Kel chose to make him. Not because he was a sheep, but because Kelevra had fought him for it and overpowered him.
Kel had won, but he wouldn’t be satisfied until he’d taken everything.
“Tell me, Flower!”
“I’ll move in tomorrow,” Rin agreed. “Kelevra, please, no more.”
“Is the sound starting to hurt?”
“Everything hurts!”
Kelevra blinked, activating the functions of his eye so the computer would do a more thorough scan of Rin. “You’re fine.”
“I feel like I’m coming apart!”
“Good.” That’s exactly what he wanted. “Do that. Break for me, sweetheart. When I put you together again, it’ll be as my Royal Consort. Tell me that’s what you want, too.”
“Stop say—”
Kelevra slammed his cock inside of his hole and ground his hips.
Rin’s sentence died on a sob. “I want to be your consort!”
