Nuri screamed and twitched, stars bursting behind his eyelids. Before he knew it, he’d given in and reached down, but now it was in an attempt to shove the Emperor away.
His greedy mouth kept suckling and licking, deep throating him and humming so that vibrations buzzed down Nuri’s root to his balls. He squeezed him once, then drove thatfinger deeper into his hole, adding another and scissoring them to widen his passage.
He didn’t stop until Nuri was hard again, then with one final lap of his tongue, Silver released him and lifted, carefully removing the blindfold before settling back, kneeling between his spread thighs.
Nuri blinked against the sudden light, lashes sticky with tears, then glanced down to meet Silver’s gaze.
His face glistened, signs of Nuri’s release smeared across his chin. When he grinned, it was beautiful and wicked all at the same time, and he had Nuri so enraptured by it, he didn’t register the Emperor settling over him until it was too late.
Nuri moaned as he was leisurely fed inch after inch of his thick cock, eyes rolling to the back of his head once he was fully impaled on it.
Silver started moving right away, flicking his hips, slowly at first, just soft movements meant to help Nuri’s body adjust more than anything. But once he was certain there would only be minor discomfort, he started thrusting properly, pinning Nuri in place, chest to chest, while he pounded him into another dimension.
“I love you,” the words burst out of the Emperor, and he dropped his forehead against Nuri’s. “I’m obsessed with you, too, I won’t deny it. You’re all I ever think about. Dream about. Keeping you has been my main ambition for longer than I can remember. But if it’s sacrifice that you need? I’ll give it to you, Nuri. You can have it all. Everything. Take it. It’s yours. It’s always been yours.”
Silver kissed him like he was starving, like he really believed it was going to be their last. His teeth nipped at his bottom lip, and his tongue lured Nuri’s closer, sucking on him once he’d entered his mouth, before following it when it retreated.
During, he lifted enough to slip one hand between them, tweaking and rolling Nuri’s nipple between his fingers. He pinched hard enough to get a reaction, sucking down the gasp that Nuri made. All the while, his cock rammed into him, splitting him open. Despite his sweet words, he very clearly wanted Nuri to feel it. Wanted him to struggle to stand upright afterward, let alone walk a straight line.
He wanted to sear himself onto Nuri’s very being, and leave physical marks as prove of his overwhelming presence.
It was working.
Maybe Nuri had never really stood a chance after all.
Maybe he was bound to lose from the very beginning, from the moment he’d willingly entered Sij Rein’s office and agreed to become Silver’s companion.
“What if what I want is your life?” Nuri asked the second Silver finally separated their mouths and gave him a second to breathe. He searched the Emperor’s face, looking for a crack in his resolve. A hint at the truth Nate had spilled unbeknownst to him. “Would you give that to me? Would you make that ultimate sacrifice?”
“There’s a knife in the desk,” Silver didn’t hesitate for even a second. “If you want me to retrieve it so you can plunge it through my heart, I will. All that I ask is you let me come inside you first. If this is to be my deathbed, let loving you be my final act.”
“Just shut up and fuck me.” Nuri pulled him in for another world-shattering kiss, afraid Silver would see the truth in his eyes otherwise.
His heart soared as that final piece of resolve clicked into place.
Silver simultaneously bit down on Nuri’s lip, pinched his nipple, and slammed into him so deep he would have slid on the mattress if he wasn’t so successfully pinned.
The orgasm ripped through him like a freight train, stronger than anything he’d ever experienced. He howled and struggled against the onslaught of sensations as that cock intruded his body in rapid succession, never once letting up no matter how pleading Nuri’s sounds became.
Minutes later, when he’d hit his limits and gone boneless beneath him, Nuri’s mind managed to catch up enough with the rest of him to realize he was still stuffed full. Turning his head, he frowned up at the Emperor, who’d been blissfully still for a brief moment.
That changed the second their eyes locked.
“Again,” Silver commanded, swallowing Nuri’s protest before it could fully formulate.
He spent the rest of the night fucking him like a mad man. Like a man on death row. Taking him apart and breaking him open on his cock in an infinite loop that tore away Nuri’s ability to cognitively function.
By the time the first rays of the sun cut across the sky, Nuri had been thoroughly reduced to mush, mind unable to focus on anything other than tongue, teeth, roaming hands, and the solid feel of hot steel penetrating him.
He was so far gone, that the Emperor could have asked anything of him—literally anything—and he would have agreed.
But Silver didn’t.
Chapter 34:
He got the knife from the desk drawer while Silver was busy in the bathroom. His legs felt like jelly, and his ass stung with every step, but he somehow managed to make it there and back before the Emperor was finished cleaning himself off.
He’d already taken care of Nuri. Had brought a washcloth and wiped him down, massaging his whole body in the process, as though to make the contact last.
