Nuri bobbed his head, then took his cock as deep as he could, until it banged against the back of his throat. His tonguetraced the veins on its underside, and when he pulled off, it was agonizingly and purposefully slow.
“The first time I saw Brix in years was last week, and it was a chance encounter. At least it was on my end.” Nuri took a deep breath and then dropped back on him, blowing him with more vigor as if to prove a point.
His cousin had painted a different picture. One where the two of them had secretly pinned for the other since that hook up in college. He’d insisted that Nuri and he had gone all the way three years ago, when they’d all happened to be at the same family event hosted by Sij. The story plausible only because there’d been a gap of time where Silver had left Nuri unattended to deal with Imperial business with his father.
It was a similar story about a party last year. An office event hosted by one of Rein Inc.’s partners that Nuri had attended alone because Silver had held no interest. Silver had ordered someone to cross reference everything, from Brixton’s flight records, to his call logs. Having seen no communications between the two of them on any of Nuri’s devices, that left ruling out his secretary had a burner device hidden away somewhere.
He’d never believe Nuri would do anything to risk Rein Inc.
But he’d admitted to taking other lovers before. What was to stop him from choosing Brixton once or twice?
Silver tightened his grip on the back of Nuri’s head and drove himself into his mouth, taking control of the act as his emotions got the better of him. He forced him to deep throat, growling when Nuri’s hands pushed against his thighs in a bid to free himself.
“Only you would be able to overlook how special a Swiftbond is,” he stated. “Only you would rather become celibate then give in to me.”
Nuri managed to slip free, coughing and gasping for air. He glared up at him, precome and spit trickling from the corners of his lips. “Hey, asshole, all I ever fucking do is give in to you.”
Silver blinked, stunned into silence.
Furiously, he wiped at his mouth, more tears spilling from his eyes. “I’ll let you choke me on your cock all you want, but tell me why you did it first. Please.”
Silver frowned. “I don’t need your permission.”
“You want it though,” Nuri said, and he sounded so sure of himself, that Silver faltered.
…Did he?
“I could fuck you to my heart’s content, no matter how loud you scream or beg me to stop,” he told him. “No one would come to your defense. No one will stop me.”
“You could,” he agreed. “But that’s not what you want either.”
“No?”
“No.”
All right…
“What do I want, Narek?”
“You’re a Swift. The bond forces me into arousal to make it harder for me to resist—some lingering survival code built into your DNA that’s no longer applicable to modern living. But that doesn’t mean you’re completely unaffected.”
Silver’s spine stiffened and the whole world seemed to freeze. What did he know? Did he—
“Swifts can only have one bondmate at a time. That means so long as you refuse to sever the bond between us, you can’t use it to control anyone else.”
He sighed, somewhat relieved. “I don’t need Swift magic to dominate anyone in the bedroom.”
“You felt like you needed it for me.”
“You wanted to quit.”
“I still do.”
“Enough. This is getting us nowhere.” Silver made to get back onto the bed, but Nuri planted a palm to the center of his chest, holding him at bay.
“You said you were going to enlighten me,” he reminded. “The reason I keep asking for you to explain is because I’m trying to be. Enlightened. From anyone else, this puzzle would be simple to solve, but you’re not just anyone. Do you…want me? Like this? You want to fuck me?”
“Obviously, Narek.”
