Leviathan’s hand lowered, brushing against his hip before it swept around, pressing against his stomach to pull his body back into him. Cullen let him, swallowing hard as their bodies aligned in that perfect way that always made him wonder how he could have ever thought he and Walker were a good fit.
“You don’t need to be concerned with the time passing, pet.” Leviathan whispered against his neck. “You’re notgoing anywhere.”
“I haven’t decided that yet.” He objected quietly. It sounded like a lie even to his own ears.
Leviathan went very still against his back; Cullen tensed as well, his eyes flicking nervously to the side as Leviathan tugged against his shoulder and turned him onto his back.
“I see.” He murmured, moving over him. Cullen gasped softly as Leviathan brought his leg up, forcing his to the side. “I guess I haven’t done a very good job convincing you then.”
“Fucking hell.” He hissed, pressing against his chest. “You can’t honestly be this insatiable.”
“Why not?” He lowered himself, kissing at his throat. Cullen’s next breath came out shaky. “You are.”
“I…I’m not…” He broke off with a soft moan as Leviathan’s mouth opened against his throat, his tongue gliding along his pulse point. “I…like that.” He breathed, slipping a hand into Leviathan’s hair.
“I know.” He murmured, kissing his way to the other side of his neck. His hand came up, his thumb brushing over his nipple. Another soft moan escaped Cullen and seconds later his hand had fisted in his hair, dragging Leviathan’s face up to his.
That soft, pleased sound Cullen had grown to love escaped Leviathan, and his thumb moved over his nipple again, brushing gently again and again until Cullen’s hand tightened, urging him lower. Leviathan pressed another quick kiss to his mouth before beginning to trail his lips down, pausing at the hollow of his throat before moving lower, his mouth coming down over the nipple he’d been teasing. Cullen arched off the soft bed under him, groaning quietly as Leviathan licked and sucked at him, a sharp cry tearing from him when he bit down. Leviathan growledsoftly in response and moved to his other nipple, teasing him slowly before biting down hard, dragging a curse from Cullen this time.
Leviathan dipped lower, kissing his way down his stomach before giving a slow lick just under his belly button. Cullen arched off the bed with a whimper, his hands curling into his hair as he took him into his mouth.
Slow, lazy movements that quickly drove him crazy, his hips pumping up into his mouth again and again until Leviathan finally snarled and tore himself away from him, shooting up to slam his mouth against his. Cullen curled his arms around his neck, groaning as that pointed tongue sunk deep into his mouth.
Leviathan’s hand dropped, taking both their erections into a firm grasp. Cullen gasped and bit down on his lip and Leviathan began to move, his hand pumping slowly, driving them both on.
“Faster.” Cullen gasped, his head falling back to the bed. “Faster…”
“Shut up and kiss me.” His voice was rougher than usual, but his movements quickened, dragging a groan from both of them. Cullen hooked his arm around his neck again, his mouth hot and open against his as his hand dropped, curling around their tips. Leviathan gasped softly against his lips and tightened his grip. The new pressure instantly had Cullen’s stomach tightening, heat curling low and fierce. The shuddering gasp from Leviathan told him he was just as close. His hand curled tight around the back of Cullen’s neck as his body tensed, heat pulsing off him as Cullen gasped and arched again.
He clutched at him as his orgasm hit, his hand clawing at his back and the other curling tighter around their erections.Leviathan groaned and shuddered and thesoundhe poured into Cullen’s mouth as he came undone had Cullen gasping, his hand pumping them both slowly even as Leviathan stilled.
“Fuck.” He hissed into Cullen’s mouth, his forehead dropping to rest on his. “It’s always so good with you.”
“You doing it with someone else?” He hissed, surprised by the jealousy that rocked through him.
“Never.” Leviathan purred with a devious smile. “There will only ever be you, my love.”
Cullen couldn’t stop the smile that flickered to his lips. Didn’t think he even wanted to as he curled his arms around his neck and drew him down to him again.
43
Asking about the date had sent Cullen into a bit of a spiral. He’d asked for Leviathan to take him home–home, notback–and Leviathan had smiled before doing exactly as he’d asked. Cullen had had just enough sense left to reject the offer to go to Leviathan’s room, to remain in his own, knowing if he accepted that offer, to be in that room…it would be admitting defeat, admitting he was staying. And he wouldn’t do that.
Not until he ran out of time and–possibly–made the stupidest mistake of his life.
For now, he would just…let himself enjoy the time here. Enjoy the taste and feel and scent of the man who hadn’t left his side for months. It was overwhelming but…in a good way. Different from the way he’d had to damn near beg for Walker’s attention.
Though it was starting to grate on his nerves a bit. Perhaps they should go on another public date, one where he could talk to someone who wasn’t so…intense. But, for now, hethought as he snuck carefully out of his bedroom, a walk alone through the palace would be fine.
He wasn't sure where exactly he meant to go, or how long he would have before Leviathan woke up, only knew that he needed a breather. Needed to reacquaint himself with the maze of the palace in case he felt the need to run again.
The last time he had…he’d sort of liked the outcome. In a terrifying, adrenaline pumping sort of way. It had been pointless to run, really, but the way Leviathan had reacted…
A scowl spread across his face as his cock twinged in response to the memory. He wondered if his reaction would have been the same before his mind had been taken over by this ridiculous new body. He hoped it wouldn’t have. That he would have had a normal response to being chased by a demon through a maze with no end…
His cock twinged again and he snapped his teeth together with a soft growl, throwing himself into the nearest room to distract himself from the memories. He jolted to a stop when the throne room loomed before him, all bloody lighting and bone designs.
A god’s throne.
