Page 23 of Alec in Wonderland (Rainbow Tales #1)

The Knave of Hearts stared down at the sleeping man in his arms. Sunlight was just making its way across the floor, creeping into bed with them. They had stayed up for hours, making love repeatedly. Bax had taken Mal in every way he could—bent over, on his back, in his mouth. Their lust had been a ravenous beast that drove them past their exhaustion until they had both collapsed.

They'd fallen into slumber together, a tangle of limbs that refused to unwind throughout the night. Their bodies knew, even while asleep, who they needed. Who they belonged to.

A soft smile spread over Baxenvir's lips. Belonged to. Had it just been yesterday that he feared losing his heart and loyalty to someone other than his queen? Now, he couldn't imagine not giving Mal everything. Why had they worried about going too fast and ruining things? They couldn't ruin this if they tried. They were too perfect for each other. Craved each other too ferociously. Even now, after the hours they'd spent focused on desire, Bax felt his cock rising.

He stroked Mal's long hair back and rolled him onto his belly. Bax wasn't worried about Mal's reaction. He knew with absolute certainty that he would want this. And Mal was so full of Baxenvir's pleasure that he didn't have to worry about easing the way either. He slid slickly into Mal's channel with the first thrust.

Mal moaned and pushed back on him. “Bax.”

Yes, there he was. Bax knew it would be just so. Mal met his passion with his own, even as he woke. There was no wondering with Mal. It was as if they were one person. One person split in two.

“Good morning,” Bax whispered in Mal's ear, then rose onto his forearms for a deeper thrusting. “Are you hungry?”

“Starving.” Mal looked over his shoulder at Bax and licked his lips.

Chuckling, Bax sank even deeper into his lover. His lover. Yes, he'd taken a steady lover at last. After a single night together. Frankly, he was ready to ask for more than that. But he didn't want to scare Mal. He'd give it a few months before he proposed. Maybe.

The future unrolled in Bax's mind. Mal would move into his suite, and they would serve the Queen together. He wouldn't ask Mal to fight—didn't want him anywhere near a battlefield—but he could be useful around the fortress, Bax was sure. They'd find something for Mal to do while Bax trained and went to war.

And when Bax came home, Mal would be waiting. In his bed. Spread to receive him, just like this.

“Oh, fuck,” Bax moaned. “I love the way you squeeze my cock.”

“I love the way your cock fills me.”

“Mal.” Bax bent his head and nibbled Mal's neck. “Malecvar, I've never felt like this. You need to know this is special. Real.”

Mal angled his head around to kiss Bax. “I do know. Have we done it, Bax? Have we gone mad together?”

“Oh, most certainly. And isn't it sweet? Sweet, sweet madness.”

“There's nothing better.” Mal pushed up onto his hands and knees, forcing Bax to adjust his position.

Bax only grinned, happy to oblige. He grabbed Mal by the hips and sped up, driving deep into him. “Is this what you want, lover?”

“Yes. You're exactly what I want, Bax. Don't ever take this away.”

The words sent shivers of delight through the Knave of Hearts. “You're exactly what I want too, Mal.”

Mal smirked at Bax over his shoulder. “So, have you decided on men now?”

“No, Mal. I've decided on you.”