“Very well,” I murmured.
I captured his lips, kissing him like we’d never stopped. Alaric moaned and arched his back. I felt his throbbing erection press into my thigh. It was about time I took care of that. Snaking my hand between his legs, I cupped his cock through his pants. He gasped and bucked desperately into my palm. He was close, but I wanted to prolong his pleasure.
I drew my hand away, earning an annoyed groan from Alaric.
“Have I earned the right to remove your pants yet?” I asked.
“Yes, pervert. Go ahead.”
They were gone in a flash. Alaric’s nude body was a piece of art. I couldn’t stop staring at him as desire simmered in my belly. I fantasized about how stunning he’d look tied up in ropes...
He noticed me staring at him. “I’m no pool toy, but I hope you enjoy the view.”
I chuckled. Even now he couldn’t avoid taking a shot at my fetishes. Not that I minded—they were playful and warm coming from him.
“Trust me, you’re more gorgeous than any inflatable toy,” I told him.
He smirked. “Would you say I blow them out of the water?”
I snorted, then nestled between his legs. “I’ll let that one slide, but only because your cock looks so delectable.”
Any incoming comebacks died on Alaric’s tongue as I took his erection into my mouth. He threw his head back, moaning. His body writhed beneath me like a taut spring.
The taste of him flooded my senses. A lightning strike of pleasure bolted down my spine, swirling into a hot pool of lust between my thighs. As if I wasn’t turned on enough already, the sights, scents, and sounds of Alaric poured gasoline on my fiery arousal.
He hissed through his teeth and clawed the sheets. I felt the thrum of his rapid pulse through his skin; his cock throbbed in rhythm with it.
“Jade,” he whimpered.
His vulnerable cry clenched my heart like a vise. I would’ve done anything he asked. I kept going, sucking him harder and faster until Alaric was a writhing, sweaty mess. His back arched, thrusting deeper into my mouth. The pressure of his cock hitting the back of my throat was beautiful, like the sweet pain of digging my thumb into a bruise.
With the speed and force of a predator on its prey, I grabbed his narrow hips. He mewled in satisfaction, bucking his hips wildly, using my mouth for his own pleasure.
Alaric suddenly tensed. I felt his cum shoot down my throat a split second before he cried out, his voice raw and dripping with ecstasy.
The wanton sound did me in. Without myself myself once, I came at the same time as Alaric.
When his high finally ended, Alaric’s shaky body dropped to the bed. He gasped for air, panting for a few long moments until he caught his breath enough to speak.
“You...” He shuddered. “You should do that more often.”
I grinned, pleased at his invitation. “I take it you enjoyed yourself?”
“Did you not?” he shot back.
“Oh, believe me, I did. And I’ve got the stain in my undergarments to prove it.”
Alaric snorted, but it was fonder than it was derisive. He sighed contentedly as he relaxed against the bed. “So, what now?”
I took a deep breath. The room smelled like him, now with an added dash of sweat and sex. I never wanted to leave his scent’s embrace.
Unfortunately, reality shattered my dream.
“I shouldn’t stay,” I said, wishing it weren’t so.
Disappointment soured Alaric’s face. “You’re not supposed to stay with contestants overnight. Is that it?”
I nodded solemnly. “I’d be a hypocrite if I admonished my brothers for doing so, only to do it myself. Holy Drake knows I scolded them enough times, and even punished them for it.”
