Annoyance swamped me, and I scowled, though not at him. My ire was directed at my clan brothers, who had been teasing Saneth and me since we were teens, saying that we wereattached at the hip and would end up together. “I only got angry because it looked like it bothered you to hear it. If they upset you, they deserved the hits they got.”
“It only bothered me because I thought it was impossible…” he admitted, averting his gaze. “I wanted you more and more every time you stood up for me and our friendship, but not even teasing from our clan brothers would get you to consider me. I had to bash you over the head with it for you to finally take notice of me.”
My face screwed up in disagreement. “You did not.”
“Did so,” he shot back, his dark brown gaze finally flicking back to me, dancing in that familiar way that now made me want to kiss him silly.
I loved that he still played and joked with me. Many clan brothers became too serious as they settled into serving the clan. Not Saneth. I knew him well enough to know he would continue to play until his last breath.
“Did not,” I smirked, knowing what continuing the argument would lead to. I was curious to know his next move when he was already pinned beneath me. He couldn’t tackle me in this position.
He seemed to realize the same thing, his eyes flicking down, then back up. When they narrowed, I braced myself for whatever would come next.
I thought he would try to wriggle free or flip me. I didn’t expect him to lift up enough to draw my bottom lip into his mouth, biting down just hard enough to make me gasp. Then he drew me in for a filthy kiss, sliding his tongue against mine, attempting to dominate my mouth as I tried to do the same thing with his. Our conversation slipped from my mind, and I gave in to temptation, grinding my still semi-hard cock against his.
Saneth’s hand slipped between us, cupping me, and we both groaned in response. I rushed to strip him, wanting to feel hisskin against mine, and laughed when he tried to do the same thing, both of us getting in each other’s way. Neither of us wished to break the kiss long enough to do the action justice. There ended up being more groping and tugging at clothing than actual removal.
When I finally got his tunic off, he surprised me by shoving me onto my back. With a quick move, he straddled me, his stern expression filled with heat.
“No. I’ve been wanting this for a long time. Let me touch as I please.”
He knew I could overpower him, so he sought my permission, but he didn’t realize there was nothing he could ask for that I would say no to. It was rare that I told him no, even before he confessed to me. He was my other half. Whatever he wanted, I would give him.
Tucking my hands behind my head with a smug grin, I jerked my chin at him. “I’m all yours. Do your worst.”
Two
SANETH
It thrilled me that Tavik was still the same tease I knew and loved. I was so scared that admitting my feelings would change things between us, making it awkward or forced. But despite his insistence on lying to me about his feelings, which I hoped would come with time, things were much the same as before. Except now, I could touch him as I pleased.
Pulling off his tunic, I hummed an appreciative sound as I ran my hands over his muscles. He’d always been sexy to me, even before he became so muscled, but I could admit that the thick muscular tone of his body added to the appeal. He was broad-chested, and his arms and legs were as thick as tree trunks. And I knew from river baths that his cock was something to envy.
His long brown hair was only partially pulled back today, strands escaping the band and framing his face. He had a small braid, no doubt done by his blood brother’s bondmate, who was fond of him. He had gone out of his way to be kind to her when she first arrived, wanting his brother’s happiness when heexpressed a wish to claim the woman. She’d spoiled him ever since.
There was a small scar on his chin, cutting through his beard, from an injury he’d gotten while protecting me from an enemy attack. I pressed my lips against it like I had wished to since the day he got it, before leaning back to look at him. His dark green eyes were hooded, lust burning in them. Seeing that look directed at me made me breathless, and I had to lean in to kiss him to distract myself from getting overexcited. His arms moved like he was going to grab me, but I pulled out of range, shaking my head at him.
“Stay still until I say you can move.”
It looked as though he was fighting a laugh when he raised an eyebrow at me. “Are you always this bossy in bed?”
“Always,” I snarked back. “Is that a problem?”
Lacing his fingers behind his head again, he shook his head with a grin. “No. Not unless you don’t give me a chance to touch you as well.”
Humming noncommittally, I returned to my touching. It pleased me to no end that he seemed as eager as I felt, but he’d only felt this way for a short time. After how long I’d waited for this, I figured I was owed a little exploration. He could wait.
I was there when they carved the tattoos on his skin, teasing him every time he flinched to keep him distracted. He did the same for me when it was my turn. I admired them up close, running my tongue along the designs until I reached his nipples. When I flicked my tongue over one, Tavik’s sharp intake of breath surprised me. I lifted my gaze to look at him. I drew him into my mouth, taking in his slack-jawed expression, and felt a grin tug at my lips. Oh, I was going to enjoy this.
It didn’t take much of that kind of attention before Tavik was squirming and moaning, the muscles of his arms bulging to keep his hands in place like he’d promised. I hadn’t even touched hiscock yet, and he was panting with need. It was sexy to watch him fall apart, and my cock throbbed from the sounds he was making. A part of me wanted to rush, to get some relief, but I’d waited so long, hoped for this, wished for it. I didn't want it to end quickly. Then again, if I had my way, we wouldn’t be leaving this tent for the rest of the night.
“Saneth…” Tavik’s growl turned into a groan as I moved farther down his chest, dipping my tongue into his belly button before continuing toward his legwear. He lifted his hips to help me pull them off, and his cock twitched under my hungry gaze as I took in all of his glory. My mouth watered to taste him, but before I could, he cupped his hand over his erection, giving me a dirty look.
“I can see it in your eyes that you want to torment me. Do so, and I will get back at you threefold. I want inside you before I come,” he demanded.
Pursing my lips, I made a thoughtful sound. “Considering everything I plan to do to you will bring you pleasure, I’m failing to see your words as a threat.” I jerked my chin at his hand in a silent demand, smirking when he reluctantly withdrew it. He wasn’t wrong. I did plan to torment him just a little. It was just how we played. Adding sex didn’t change that.
Wrapping my hand around his thick girth, I took my time admiring him, feeling my hole clench as I thought about taking him inside me. I wanted a turn with him as well, but I couldn’t deny the need for him to fuck me. We could discuss more options after we were both sated.
