“Isn’t it obvious?” He rather thought it was, but while Nuri was astute about many things, Silver had long since realized he was sort of blind when it came to matters like this one. In the past, that had worked in his favor, helping to ensure he didn’t lose him to any circling vultures—although, clearly there’d been cracks in that theory, seeing as how he’d managed to find five sexual partners right under Silver’s nose.
The point was, he was well aware that he could be oblivious when other people were hitting on him, but this?
“I gave you a Swiftbond,” Silver pointed out. “You aren’t an idiot, Narek. Stop acting like one.”
“Can it be undone?”
He drove two fingers deep into him, stretching his hole roughly and unapologetically, keeping him pinned when he howled and writhed. “Don’t even think about it.”
“But it’s possible?” Nuri stubbornly asked.
Only if one of them died…
“It is not,” Silver growled.
“Then why—”
“Because you’re mine.” Silver pumped his fingers in furiously, fucking him on his hand until his passage loosened enough to easily take him, and Nuri’s sobs turned to hiccups.
He watched them disappear inside of Nuri’s body over and over again, and at some point, shifted to straddle Nuri’s back, using his right ass cheek, the same one he’d spanked raw, to brace himself so he could lean forward and keep his eyes on his hole.
It was growing red and puffy, and whenever he hooked his fingers deep within him, Nuri kicked out, feet flailing against the floor.
“Majesty—”
“Come.” Silver saw fluid splatter against the ground as Nuri’s body followed the order. This was a type of power he’d never had before, and for a moment he gave himself over to it, lost in the high of knowing he’d finally conquered his one true desire.
At least, in this sense.
There were still miles to go and secrets to uncover between them, but for now, he’d bask in the win.
“Why did you meet with Brixton today?” Silver asked.
“I told you!”
“Come.”
Nuri cried out and jerked beneath him as he was forced to blow another load.
“How does it feel?” he wondered. “Orgasming without stimulation on your dick?”
Technically, his fingers were still drilling him. Perhaps he should try this without any backdoor play either.
“Don’t!” Nuri said as soon as Silver made to pull his hand free. “Please. Don’t…stop.”
“Stop?”
“Damn it.” He made a sound of frustration. “You know what I mean! If you won’t close the curtains, at least give me what I need.”
“You’ll get my cock, Narek, don’t fret.”
“Tell me why you did it. What does being yours mean to you?” Nuri insisted.
Silver frowned, and then climbed off of him. When that meant removing his fingers and leaving Nuri momentarily empty, he shushed him. “Get up and turn around, Narek.”
Nuri pulled himself from the edge of the bed and turned to face him.
“Kneel.” He stood at the end, waiting, smirking when Nuri’s gaze dropped to his proud cock. The silver chain attached to Nuri’s ankle slid against the sheets, clanking when Silver’s hand shot out, capturing him beneath the jaw. His thumb traced Nuri’s bottom lip. “I’m going to fuck you here.”
