Page 123 of Wretched Hearts


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“Shut up.” He murmured, bringing his mouth down on his. Leviathan made a soft, breathy noise against his lips and then he was pulling him closer, his hands fisting in his hair as he moved his hips to meet him again and again.

He’d missed this. Missed that tight warmth wrappedaround him, missed the feeling of pinning someone down and being inside of them. It had been good with Walker…or he’d thought it had, at least.

But with Leviathan… His body was all tight muscle and heat and the quick thudding of his heart seemed to have taken up so very much of Cullen’s mind…

He shuddered, surprised when he felt a little flicker of power ignite in his chest, as if something had been lit in his soul.

Leviathan sucked in a soft breath, sounding surprised. “Follow it.” He murmured, raising his face to kiss at his throat.

“What?” He whispered, half out of his mind at the feel of him beneath him.

Leviathan pressed another soft kiss to his throat and then laid back again, his hand sliding down to press against his chest. “That flicker. Follow it.” Cullen’s heart slammed against his fingers and, for a moment, Cullen was lost in the memory of how it had felt to have that hand buried in his chest, wrapped around his heart…

He shuddered again, his body jerking as the light flickered brighter, drawing his mind towards it.

“What is it?” He breathed, tingles shooting down his spine as it flared again.

“Just trust me.”

He listened, searching for that light as it flared again, wrapping his whole being around it until it exploded in his chest. Cullen cried out in shock as his body grew bigger. Longer. His muscles filling out, though his arms remained thin, and his body growing stronger and swifter as he moved inside Leviathan.

Leviathan was gasping loudly, his arms curled tightaround his neck and his eyes wide with shock. It took Cullen several long heartbeats to realize that his cock had swelled inside of him. Had grown. He stilled, his breathing harsh while he looked down at him in shock.

Slowly, Leviathan smiled up at him, looking somewhere between embarrassed and excited. “That felt fuckinggood.”

“Really?” He breathed, shocked. Fucking hell. Was hebiggerthan him now? Why was that so hot? Without waiting for a response from Leviathan, he curled hands–nearly twice the size of his human ones–around Leviathan’s wrists, pinning them down beside his head as he began to move again.

Leviathan gasped and groaned under him, struggling against his hold. Cullen was startled when he realized he was stronger than him in this form. His hands tightened and the little flicker of pain on Leviathan’s face had him thrusting faster, his new cock pressing deep again and again until Leviathan had gone loud and breathless under him, his arms straining against his hold and his lips parting with moans that made Cullen shiver.

He lowered himself, taking a nipple into his mouth, and Leviathan jerked, his hand breaking free of his grasp and flying to his hair to hold him there. Cullen smiled deviously and began to tease him with tongue and teeth, not stopping until Leviathan was whimpering again. He smiled wickedly against his skin as he began to kiss his way back up to his mouth.

“You sound like a bitch when you bottom.” He murmured, slamming his lips down on his before Leviathan could respond. Sharp teeth sliced into his lip, making him gasp and pump his hips forward with a sharp jerk. Leviathan flinched and moaned against his mouth, sliding his hands in his hair to hold him against him.

“It’s no worse than what you sound like.” Leviathan hissed, finally breaking away from him. “With all your pleading and…” He broke off with a harsh groan as Cullen circled his hips, pressing deep into a new spot. “Fuck.”

The desperation in the word had him shuddering again, his hips rocking forward again and again until they were both tense and shaking.

“I should make you beg for it.” Cullen hissed, his teeth snapping together as he fought off his orgasm. It was a losing game. “Just like you’re always making me beg.”

“I would never–” He broke off again as Cullen angled his hips and pressed deep. He watched with vicious glee as Leviathan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, a wicked moan tearing from him. They froze, both of them wide eyed and panting, and then Leviathan had locked his arms and legs around him, his mouth hard on his as he mumbled, “Please…please…”

Cullen gave him what he wanted, slamming into that same spot over and over again until Leviathan finally whipped his head back with a cry, the ground cracking under his skull and his nails shredding into his back as he came undone. Cullen followed with a shout, his teeth snapping down on his neck so hard his skin broke. Blood flowed into his mouth, sweeter than the kind that coated their skin, and he moaned, licking at the wound before he collapsed on top of him, his face nuzzled in his throat.

He wasn’t sure how long they stayed there like that before Leviathan finally pawed at his hair, drawing his face back up to his. Cullen brushed a feather light kiss to his lips and murmured, “I love you.”

After a few long heartbeats, Leviathan murmured, “And I love you, pet.”

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“So…” Cullen murmured idly, his lips pulling up into a smug smile as Leviathan settled against his chest, his ear over his heart. “It was really the first time you’ve done it that way, huh?”

“I will carve you open and tear out your organs.” He muttered, dragging a sharp fingernail along his belly button.

Cullen grinned. “I guess it must have been pretty good if you’re so defensive about it.”

He snarled softly and Cullen pulled him closer with a laugh, tucking his arm behind his head while he gazed down at Leviathan tucked into his side. Looking quite comfortable. Maybe that was just because of the bed, though. He didn’t think he’d ever slept on something so soft.

Well…he still hadn’t, technically.