I did one loop around his joined wrists with the belt before lifting his arms above his head and putting the end of the belt through the iron rungs of the headboard. The belt was long enough that I could wrap it once more around Seth’s wrists before securing the end into the buckle. I made sure the belt was tight enough to hold him but not tight enough to hurt him in any way. Knowing he was at my complete and total mercy had my cock tightening to epic proportions, but I managed to control myself as I dropped myself down on him and sealed my mouth over his. We were both breathless by the time I finally released his lips.
“You can stop this any time with one word, no matter what,” I said firmly.
“I know,” he said and then he smiled and I felt my heart constrict painfully. A surge of doubt went through me but then he kissed me, his tongue tentatively searching mine out and I knew I was too much of a bastard to not take what he was offering.
I broke the kiss and skimmed my lips along his jaw before trailing them down his throat. He was panting with anticipation long before I even reached his chest and when I bit gently down on one of his nipples, I heard a whoosh of air leave his lips. There was a slight shift in the headboard as I turned my focus on his other nipple, but when I looked up to check on Seth, all I saw was him watching me with rapt attention. I couldn’t resist stealing another lusty kiss from his lips before sitting up so I could examine his body the way I’d always longed to…with my fingers, my eyes, my mouth.
I hadn’t missed the scars on his body, but I kept my exploration of the old wounds brief since I didn’t want to make him self-conscious. There were multiple scars on his chest and sides that I knew were from when his attackers had stabbed him and left him for dead – that much Trace had shared with me when he’d told me about the attack on Seth and his parents. But as hard as those scars were to look at, it was the long, narrow scars running across the length of his abdomen that almost bothered me more because I knew what each drag of the knife would have felt like for Seth as he was tortured to try and force his father to talk. The wounds wouldn’t have been deep, but the terror Seth must have been feeling would have left far deeper scars on his psyche…scars like mine.
“I’m okay,” Seth whispered and I lifted my eyes to see him watching me with quiet strength. It was then that I realized I’d failed in my intent not to give the stretches of raised flesh too much attention. At some point, I’d even started fingering one of the scars on his stomach. I nodded and then took my time removing his sweats so I could drink my fill of the rest of him, including his weeping cock that lay nestled thick and full in a thatch of wiry, blond hair.
I leaned over Seth and settled my weight back down on him as I kissed him again. It took just minutes to get him squirming and bucking beneath me and then I focused on bringing him the pleasure I so desperately needed to give him. But as much as I wanted tosink into his warm, welcoming body, I knew this would be my only chance to consume every part of Seth that I could, so I took my time with my sensual torture. He kept repeating my name over and over as I licked and nipped my way down his body, but he changed over to flat out begging as soon as I bypassed his weeping cock in favor of worshiping the rest of him. To my surprise, his feet turned out to be an erogenous zone that I had no problem exploiting to keep him near the edge.
“Ronan, please…it’s too much.”
The desperation in his tone had me releasing the leg I’d draped over my shoulder. I trailed my fingers back up his body until I reached his pulsing dick, but instead of playing with it like he clearly wanted me to, I pressed my fingers against the sensitive skin behind his balls. He jerked hard at the contact and the headboard rattled as he struggled against his restraints. The sight and sound had my own cock filling even more and I willed myself to remain in control.
“Open your eyes,” I ordered, more harshly than I’d intended. As soon as he did, I removed my fingers from his taint and stuck one in my mouth. I made sure he saw my saliva sticking to my digit as I moved it back down to his body. He stiffened when I pushed my finger between the globes of his ass and he actually held his breath as I pressed the pad against his hole. But before he could think too long and too hard about what I was doing, I leaned over and sucked his cock into my mouth.
“Fuck!” he shouted as he shoved his hips up. I used his distraction to press my finger into his body and as soon as he froze at the contact, I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked hard. The sensual onslaught did exactly what it was supposed to and Seth began desperately thrusting into my mouth. Every time he pulled out, he impaled himself on my finger, and soon I couldn’t tell if he was more desperate to get more of himself inside of me or more of me inside of him. But in the end, it didn’t matter because one press of my finger on his prostate and he began shooting down my throat. I barely managed to keep from coming myself as his salty flavor coated my tongue and I heard the sound of my name falling over and over again from his lips. When he finally stilled and I’dconsumed every last drop of him, I gently pulled my finger free and crawled up his body and sealed my mouth over his. I’d purposefully kept from swallowing all of his come and I nearly smiled at his gasp of surprise when I shared his essence with him.
“So sweet, Seth,” I murmured against his mouth. “So fucking sweet.”
Chapter 10
Seth
I could only laythere as Ronan kissed me, because much like the day before when he’d gotten me off in the bathroom, I felt completely boneless. My arms ached from the strain of being braced above my head, but I didn’t care if it meant I could get more of Ronan kissing me like this…like I was more than just a convenient body. I had no idea if that was what I was or not, but I’d reached the conclusion that I would take whatever I could get as soon as I’d known that walking away from Ronan tonight meant it would be over for good.
But the promise I’d made to myself to not let the aftermath of being with Ronan destroy me disintegrated when Ronan whispered my name as he kissed me. Because part of me really had believed he wasn’t really seeing me as he touched and kissed me. I’d had this sick fear that he’d say my brother’s name as he made love to me but to hear my name fall from his lips…it was a thousand times better than the mind blowing orgasm he’d just given me.
Ronan kissed me for what seemed like an endless amount of time and by the time he sat up again and reached for something on the nightstand, I felt the excitement and nervousness returning to my body. I watched him fish a condom and a packet of lube out ofhis wallet and I swallowed hard as he opened the lube before moving farther down my body. Even though his long, thick finger had just given me so much pleasure, I still couldn’t help but worry about what would come next. I’d been too far gone too really notice any pain as his finger had entered me but now that the orgasm had started to wane, I could feel my body drawing up tight and I was worried he wouldn’t consider that as he got me ready. But I kept my mouth shut as I watched him put some lube on his fingers.
He was kneeling between my spread legs and I figured he would just open me up and started pushing into me but he surprised me again by dropping his weight back down on my body and kissing me. I was lost in the sensation of his tongue dancing with mine so I barely noticed the cool lube being spread over my hole. It wasn’t until his finger began probing me that I realized he was distracting me with the pleasure his mouth was bringing me. And it was at that exact moment that I realized the childhood love I’d had for this man had never disappeared and it never would. It had morphed into something deeper and scarier and that conclusion was more terrifying than the change my body was about to go through. Because Ronan wasn’t about to just take my virginity; he was going to take everything else too.
My body was still loose from Ronan’s initial intrusion but when he added a second finger, I felt my whole body lock up. But instead of forcing himself farther inside of me, Ronan just went right on kissing me and when he released my lips, it was only so he could settle his mouth next to my ear.
“I’ve dreamed of this moment,” he said, his rumbly voice barely a whisper. “It’s kept me awake at night…wondering what it would feel like to be buried inside of you. Wondering if I’d survive it.”
“Survive what?” I managed to ask even as I felt his fingers sink deeper into me. I let out a loud groan when they brushed my gland but the contact was all too brief.
“Knowing your body was made for mine and mine for yours…a perfect fit.”
I didn’t get a chance to respond because he was kissing me again and his fingers started massaging my inner walls. The burningsensation began to ease as he started finger fucking me and I found myself trying to push down on his digits to get more of their thick length inside of me because suddenly, I felt too empty.
Ronan released me so that he could sit up and search out the discarded condom. I missed the feel of his fingers as he pulled them free so he could work the condom on, but just seeing how big his engorged cock was compared to his fingers had me squirming both with nerves and excitement. He spread the remaining lube from the packet over his sheathed cock and then got into position between my legs. He reached past my head and grabbed a pillow and then worked it beneath my hips. The new position made me feel on display but even more so when Ronan used his hands to spread me open for his perusal and then trailed his hungry gaze over my entire body. I held my breath as he studied me. A bout of anxiety overcame me as I wondered if he liked what he was seeing. While I’d never really given my looks much thought as I’d gotten older, I couldn’t help but compare myself to the man who’d been lucky enough to have every part of Ronan…Trace…the man who would always be a part of us no matter what the future brought.
“Seth,” Ronan said gently and I looked up, not even realizing I’d dropped my gaze.
“You’re fucking perfect,” Ronan said, the words sounding more like an order than a compliment. And I knew he’d realized the train of my thoughts.
I managed a nod but that didn’t seem to satisfy Ronan so I said, “I know you seeme, Ronan. I know it.”
To my relief, Ronan leaned over and kissed me hard. “Tell me you want this.”
“I do,” I said. “More than anything.” I realized they were dangerous words to say, but luckily Ronan didn’t seem to dwell on their double meaning and he leaned back and shifted his lower body until I felt the head of his cock brush up against my hole.
“Bear down on me,” was all Ronan said as he finally began to breach me. I did as he said but nothing prepared me for the intense pressure and discomfort I felt as his crown pushed inside of me. I tried holding my breath but that seemed to make it worse so I justfocused on watching Ronan’s face. The extreme concentration and determination in his gaze as he focused on where our bodies were joined had me holding my tongue when the pain started to increase. But then something in my body gave way and Ronan sank inside of me. The relief was instantaneous because the pain dissipated and all I felt was the slight burn and pressure that I already knew from when Ronan had used his fingers on me, would turn into something better.
