Nuri tried jerking back, but Silver anticipated that and held firm.
“No, talk to me, Silver,” he pleaded.
“I don’t want to talk.” He wanted to burn these images of Brixton trying to take what was his out of existence. Of what the two of them might have looked like, sitting beneath the stars on campus, making out as though they had the right to do so. “Suck me.”
That familiar defiance flashed in his eyes. “The bond doesn’t give you that much control, majesty. You can make me physically respond to you, but you can’t—”
“Come.” Silver waited until Nuri’s dick was finished emptying between them, then he grinned and repeated the command. “Come for me.”
He whimpered, but there was nothing he could do to prevent his dick from staying hard.
“I can make you come a dozen times, more even,” he promised, “and you still won’t lose that hard-on until I’ve filled you up with my cream. That’s what it means to belong to a Swift. The more of me you take, in either form, the more addicted you become.”
“That’s why you insisted we do it every night this past week,” Nuri accused.
“It was certainly one of the reasons.” He wouldn’t lie. There was no reason to, not when he wanted the other man to understand. Wanted him to know how well and truly trapped he was. “You can rid yourself of the addiction, but it would mean abstaining for the rest of your life. And you’d have to escape from me first, which we both know is no easy feat.”
Nuri swallowed audibly. “I can live without sex, majesty. Can you?”
Silver couldn’t live without Nuri, full stop.
“With you around, I’ll never have to. Come, Narek.”
He cried out and grabbed onto Silver’s wrist, nails digging into his skin. “Please, just tell me why.”
“I’ll tell you the truth if you’ll tell me the truth.”
“All I’ve done is be honest with you,” Nuri stated.
“Then blow me,” he offered. “Blow me, and I’ll believe you.”
Silver wanted to believe him, he did. “I trust you more than him, but he was very convincing. He said things about the two of you…made it sound like…I tortured him, but his story wouldn’t change.”
Understanding seemed to flash across Nuri’s face, and then he was looking at Silver the same way he did at the office, just before tackling a difficult project.
“You’re afraid,” Nuri realized. “You’re afraid that there was a point in time that I could have actually wanted Romeo over you.”
“Did you?”
“All right.” Nuri dropped his arms to his sides. “I’ll give you what you want.”
“I want you, Nuri.”
“Being your bondmate isn’t the same as being your partner,” Nuri said. “We aren’t alpha or omega. This may be a binding contract of a sorts, but there’s no law that will allow you to keep me chained in this room like this forever.”
“You seem to have forgotten, pet.” Silver pressed a chaste kiss to his brow and then straightened. “I am the law.”
“Is this how you intended to cheat?” Nuri shifted closer, getting into position to take him in his mouth despite his accusatory words. “You suggested we roll dice thinking that even if I did win, you’d make this big reveal of the Swiftbond and I would magically be convinced to stay?”
“Won’t you?”
“No.” His tongue flicked out, darting across Silver’s flushed crown, and he scoffed when Silver’s hips jerked. “Our agreement still stands.”
“You won’t be able to come without me.”
“Yeah? Right now, it looks like you’re the one who can’t come without me.” Nuri didn’t give him a chance to retort, giving him another lick before wrapping his lips around the tip and sucking him down a couple of inches.
Silver’s head fell back and his fingers found Nuri’s scalp, threading through his hair to urge him closer. He’d had no way of knowing for certain how this night was going to go, had planned on following through on the threat of the chain and keeping him locked here indefinitely if it was revealed any part of Brixton’s lies were true.
