That’s what had pulled him from sleep. The feeling of something hot pressing against his entrance, forcing itself inside.
Rin cried out and wrapped his arms around the pillow to help keep himself from sliding up the bed as Kelevra thrust into him. The Imperial’s movements weren’t as frantic as usual, almost like he was attempting to be gentle as he stretched Rin’s hole around his wide member.
“Does it hurt, sweetheart?” Kel brushed Rin’s hair off the side of his face and stared down at him.
Testing, Rin shifted, lifting his ass a little on the next inward stroke. Pings of electricity shot through him and his toes curled as his dick rubbed against the smooth silk sheets. He shook his head. It didn’t hurt, he’d merely been startled.
“Are you disappointed?” Kelevra kept pace with ease.
Rin frowned and moaned when he felt his thick crown bump against his prostate. He shook his head a second time. He was grateful it wasn’t hurting, maybe that made him pathetic. He should probably be angry and fighting back, but…Everything felt warm and pleasant, and he found he just didn’t want to struggle when there was another option.
When he could just lay here and feel good instead.
“I’m glad,” Kel said. “Sometimes I like it soft, but that isn’t your style, is it, Flower? You’re all thorns all the time, ready to prick me a dozen times over when you’re awake. But like this?” He ran his fingers through his hair and made a pleased sound. “Sleepy and docile, willing to behave for me. Show me. Show me how good you can behave. Come, sweetheart.”
He pressed in as deep as he could go and that mixed with the words was enough to have Rin coming.
The orgasm sent shockwaves throughout his system, nothing world-shattering this time, but still enough to have him groaning and jerking against the mattress.
Kelevra came soon after, settling his large body over Rin’s back, painting his shoulders and neck with licks of his tongue and open-mouth kisses. He kept it up until Rin went boneless beneath him.
“Go back to sleep,” Kel told him. “I’ll wake you with my cock again in an hour.”
Rin grumbled something, a curse word maybe, he couldn’t be sure, but then he was slipping back into that comfortable darkness, drifting away more relaxed than he’d been in years.
Chapter 18:
“Stop staring at me.” Rin didn’t bother glancing over at his friends, though it was tempting to send them a glare. A real one too, not one of those fake, slightly upset expressions he used whenever he was out in public. It wouldn’t do to never show any negative emotion, so he’d perfected the balance, both he and his brother experts at getting people to see exactly what they wanted them to.
Unless they were the fucking Imperial Prince.
He ground his teeth and flicked the information on his emblem-slate with a little more force than necessary, sending the digital document to the holographic screen set in the center of the round table he and his friends were hovering around.
They’d met up in the library to go over their case notes for the assignment, thankfully without any of the seniors there to hound them. The three-story, two-hundred-year-old building, housed an upload center, five computer rooms, three classrooms, and over ten thousand physical books. The information had all been uploaded into the Academy’s database and was accessible from all of the computers, but there were still books spread out on tables, students actively using them to study.
There were a lot of other cadets in the library, and Rin had felt almost every single one of them staring at him as soon as he’d entered through the double glass doors. He’d found his friends waiting on the third floor, meaning he’d had to pass by even more prying eyes, but even they’d looked at him like he was a zoo animal as he approached their table.
That settled it.
Rin was going to kill the Imperial Prince. Preferably by drowning. Maybe even in that ridiculous clawed bathtub of his.
Just as he’d promised, the announcement had already been made by the time Rin had peeled himself out of bed. He’d been furious and achy and still too exhausted to deal, so had mostly been quiet on the drive back to the Academy. It’d been thrilling when Kelevra had followed him to his dorm room, only for Rin to slam the door in his face and lock him outside. He’d laughed the whole way to his dresser, picturing the pinched look on Kel’s face when he’d realized what was happening.
But Rin would pay for it later, he was sure.
“What are you doing here?” He turned to his roommate, Daylen.
Daylen smiled mysteriously. “Yeah, like I would miss out on this.”
The two of them had gotten along fairly quickly, though he was more the type of personality his brother preferred. Stoic, and a bit too observant. His brother got off on trying to fool people like that, whereas he felt it was extra work. Daylen wore his dark blue hair cropped short, and his tongue was poking at the empty hole in the corner of his bottom lip where his piercing was whenever he went off Academy grounds. He had to remove the facial jewelry when in uniform, something he complained about constantly.
Rin sighed and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. “Fine. Three minutes. Ask me.”
“Dude, what the hell?” Calder asked first, propping his elbows against the table to lean forward. He was seated directly across from Rin, the corners of his mouth turned up despite the mild confusion in his gaze.
“Seriously, were you two even dating?” Brennon was the only one scowling.
Rin lifted a single shoulder absently. He’d been quiet on the drive over mostly because he’d been too distracted formulating a game plan. He may have no say in this betrothal, but he could put a spin on it, turn things more in his favor and put an end to the constant questioning.
