After a moment a hesitation, Nuri reached for him, pausing when Silver clicked his tongue.
“No.” He shook his head on the pillow. “You’re proving you want me, remember? Not the other way around.” Pointedly, he grabbed a fistful of the blanket and tugged it off of Nuri’s body. The corner of his mouth curved upward when he saw that the other man was already semi-hard. “Did you secretly like it when I talked about fucking you in here whenever I felt like it?”
Nuri tried covering himself up, dropping his hands when Silver’s look turned warning. With a stubborn huff, he crawled closer, and this time he was the one to glare when Silver tsked at him again. “You want me to get off? Shut up and let me do that.”
Silver’s brow lifted. “Brazen.”
“You like me better when I’m bold and cheeky, isn’t that right?” He tossed a leg over Silver’s thighs. “See? I listen when you speak.”
“Do you?” It was true he’d said that in passing once, but that didn’t mean recalling it deserved as much confidence as Nuri was exuding. “I think your ability to interpret what I mean is up for debate.”
Though, much of that could arguably be Silver’s fault. He purposefully left things vague because he knew Nuri wasn’t ready to hear the whole truth.
If he told him plainly that he intended to take him as his Royal Consort? Nuri would make a run for it again, and despite his teasing to the contrary, Silver didn’t actually envision keeping his mate locked up.
Nuri’s shitty circumstances had dwindled down his choices over the years, but those choices had still been his to make. He’d decided to accept Sij’s job offer. He’d agreed to help build Rein Inc. Sure, both Sij and Silver had exploited Nuri’s misfortune for their own gains, but he had never been a captive.
Silver didn’t want to make him one.
But if he refused his proposal and tried to escape—
His dark thoughts were cut short when suddenly Nuri’s hand was on his cock, fingers wrapping tightly around his girth.
He began stroking, his dick starting to lengthen and rise between his spread thighs as easily as Silver’s did. As though he was the one being touched. Their first time, he’d been heavily medicated and pouty, resigned and responsive all the times after, but now?
Nuri wore the same strategic expression he brought to every acquisition meeting. The same appraisal whenever Silver presented blueprints for a new product. But neither of these things made his arousal any less apparent. Beads of precome trickled from his slit, rolling down his length, and when he released Silver and moved up his body, his erect dick bounced, slapping against his stomach as he lowered himself over Silver’s cock.
Silver only had enough time to inhale sharply before Nuri was sinking onto him, pressing him into that velvety heat, clenching around him even as he drove him deeper.
His hands were on Nuri’s waist in a flash, but he let him set the pace, gritting his teeth to keep himself from giving in to desire.
Nuri moaned once he was fully seated, rocking against him as he adjusted to the invasion. His head tipped back, lips parted, eyes closed, totally blissed out and lost to the moment. Blindly, he sought out Silver, latching onto one of his fingers. He pulled his hand up and leaned in some, hissing when Silver cupped his chest.
Seeing what he wanted, Silver tweaked his nipple, then twisted it.
Nuri cursed and jerked, but he didn’t scold him for the slight pain. Instead, he started grinding on him, riding his cock teasingly for a bit before he finally started to fuck himself on it properly.
Silver continued to play with him, pulling and tugging on that sensitive bud, even as he lifted his hips to meet Nuri’s movements. He almost instantly regretted purchasing those flight tickets, very briefly considered canceling them and taking his chances infuriating his mate. If he had his way, they’d be at this all day, well into the night.
But the clock on the end table kept ticking, and there wasn’t nearly enough time to do all the things he wanted to do.
With his other hand, he captured Nuri’s dick, wringing him, pumping in time with his thrusts. He’d initially planned on making the other man do all the work, but the point had most definitely been made.
Sitting up, his lips latched onto Nuri’s, swallowing his gasp of surprise. Their tongues tangled, his persistent, Nuri’s tentative and uncertain, at first, before he gave in. Breath caught between them as they chased after release, picking up the pace frantically as they drew closer and closer to the edge.
Sex for Silver had always been rough. He’d dominated his partners, kept them submissive and often silent so his mind could pretend he was with someone else. None of those illusions had been anywhere near the real thing though. Everyone else paled in comparison to Nuri. To the smell of him, heady and sweet in the air, the sound of his whines and the slick feel of his sweat soaked skin rubbing against his own.
His passage clamped down around his cock as Silver ripped through him, going as deep as the position would allow, and when Nuri screamed, it was like music to his ears.
Come splattered over Silver’s pajama shirt a split second before he was hit with his own orgasm. Shoving Nuri down onto him, he kept him seated, twitching over his pulsing cock as he emptied and filled him. His teeth found Nuri’s neglected nipple, lightly tugging on it to prolong the smaller man’s ecstasy.
“Silver!” His fingers brushed through his hair, pressing his face closer against his chest.
Despite his earlier thoughts about the time, the sound of his name spoken so passionately instantly had his cock rock hard all over again.
With a growl, he twisted, pinning Nuri on the bed. His thrusts were violent, brutal as he took him with a fervor that effectively blocked the rest of the world and reason out.
“Slow down!” Nuri clawed at his shoulders. “You’re going too deep!”
