I hummed against his throat, eliciting another groan from his chest.
“I told you,” I whispered between kisses, “that we share in our group. It is always a give and a take. And that meanseverything, Peytor.” I reached down suddenly and grasped his hard cock through his pants. He moaned loudly, and I was thankful for the Air Wards Talamh insisted on for each room in the palace. I stroked Peytor from root to tip, as much as I could manage with his trousers still on, before covering the head of his cock with my warm hand. He twitched violently in my hold, and I smiled wickedly against his ear.
“So are you going to give or take first?”
Chapter Fifty-Two
Peytor
“Give,” I growled into his ear. “I’m going to give.”
Lex released my cock and suddenly stepped back, shucking his shirt and peeling off his pants as he went. I hesitated only slightly, not because of what we were about to do, but because of who I was about to do itwith.
I hadn’t lain with a man since Finian, and the realization caused the breath to hitch slightly in my lungs as I watched Lex’s impressive cock spring free from the confines of his pants.
A flicker of hesitation, a moment of silence. That’s all it took for Lex to realize I was no longer present in this moment, that my mind had trailed down darker paths. Paths that had nothing to do with the man in front of me and everything to do with the one who left me.
“Peytor?” Lex asked, voice hesitant and quiet as he slowly approached, hand splayed outward as if afraid I would run.
My eyes darted around, and I gulped audibly as Lex’s palm landed lightly on my shoulder, fingers squeezing and grounding me in this moment.
“Peytor?” he repeated.
I squeezed my eyes closed before releasing a large breath and opening them once more to see Lex’s gaze full of concern. Instantly, I relaxed. Embarrassment and relief warring for domination as my cheeks blushed for reasons other than my arousal.
“Where did you go just then?” Lex asked, hands caressing my arms.
“I’ve only been with Folami since—since Finian died,” I whispered. Lex’s eyebrows rose fractionally.
“I see,” he said. “Would you like to stop? Is it too much?”
I shook my head slowly, then again a bit faster and more assured. “No.”
Lex hummed, continually stroking my arms. “Okay. But if it gets to be too much, you need to tell me. Do you have a safe word?”
“A safe word?” I nearly choked on my spit.
Lex’s lips twitched briefly before sobering once more. “Yes, they’re very important. Especially when we’re dealing with past traumas and potentially multiple partners . . .”
His words trailed at the end, and my cheeks heated as I conjured all sorts of filthy images of the four of us together.
Lex smiled knowingly. “How about you just say his name? Finian, was it?”—I nodded—“Then I’ll know to stop if you say Finian.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
“Now, I think it’s time you let me finally see what you’ve hidden beneath those clothes, Lord d’Aelius.”
The honorific, while incorrect, shot a bolt of molten heat through my veins, causing my cock to strain against my pants once more. I gulped and slowly released the fastenings on my pants to give my erection room to breathe while I worked at shucking my shirt.
Lex’s palms left my arms just long enough for my shirt to come off before landing on my heated, bare skin. Instantly, goosebumps spread down my arms, and my nipples pebbled with the contact. His callouses rasped against my skin as he smoothed his hands up and down my arms and chest with long, dragging strokes.
“Pants,” Lex rasped lowly, eyes fixed on my flexing abdomen and the stripe of darker hair that disappeared into my waistband. I looked down, carefully cataloging the differences in our bodies, and audibly gulped when I saw his sizable erection dripping precum as it twitched beneath my gaze.
“Let me see you, feel you.” His whisper was all the goading I needed to quickly unlace my pants. My knuckles occasionally brushed the soft, wet head of his cock, both of us panting and shuddering at the sensation.
In short order, my pants were unlaced and pushed to the ground. I hurriedly stepped out of them, flinging them waywardly away, standing naked before Lex.
His gaze hungrily combed my form, snagging occasionally on points of interest like the small white scars from the mines until he stopped completely at the sight of my dick.
