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Page 30 of Alec in Wonderland (Rainbow Tales #1)

Blood pumped violently through the Knave's veins, sped along by the tactical maneuvers he practiced with his Jubjubs. Training always brought a flush to his face, but knowing Mal was in the garden, watching him, made that flush travel downward. When they finally finished flying through the many formations they used in war, and Bax landed before Mal, he desired a different kind of physical activity.

“I like you watching me.” Bax pulled Mal into his arms, fascinated by the way the sunlight turned Mal's eyes into jewels against the velvet backdrop of his golden-brown skin and raven hair. Everything about him was precious and rare.

Mal didn't seem to mind the press of hot armor or the buzz of the wings settling into their cases. He only lifted his face for a kiss. Bax decided he could get used to this. He could get used to Malecvar in every way. Especially the way his lips molded to Bax's. The way Mal's tongue bent to his will. The way his body arched into him, even when he wore this unrelenting armor.

“I need to get out of this armor,” Bax said breathlessly.

Mal searched his eyes and concluded, “You want to fuck me in the garden.”

The Knave of Hearts grinned wickedly. “I do. Will you let me?”

“If you can catch me!” With that, Mal pushed Bax away and ran.

Laughing, his heart light even though his armor weighed him down, Bax ran after his prey. He yanked pieces of metal plate from his body as he went, casting them into the grass without a care. He'd get them later. Or not. Maybe he'd just live in the gardens with Mal forever. They could stay naked all the time. That would make his armor unnecessary.

A teasing breeze cooled the flushed skin Bax revealed even as it brought Mal's scent to him and spurred him on. He breathed in deeply, cast off his breastplate, and put on speed. Up ahead, Mal rounded a corner, entering the garden's maze. Bax grinned at his lover's wisdom. With its high hedges, secret nooks, and sudden ends, the maze was the perfect place for a tryst.

As a warning to anyone who might think to enter the maze after him, Bax left his gauntlets in the middle of the entrance. Then he strode forward more slowly, savoring the chase, secure in the knowledge that his quarry was cornered. Well, maybe not cornered exactly, but there was no escape for Mal. Not with his scent leading Baxenvir through the twists and turns. And the only way out was behind him.

Bax paused at the corner of a hedge cut with the shape of hearts and scented the air. Blinking, he wondered when he'd gained the ability to track someone by scent. Was it just Mal whose smell he knew so intimately? That must be it. And the thought brought another grin to his face. They were getting so close. Bax knew Mal's scent, the sound of his heart, and the way he slept. He knew what drink Mal preferred in the crisp morning, what meals he liked best in the afternoon, and what dessert he enjoyed after dinner—both in and out of public. The Knave even knew what temperature his lover preferred his bath water. And it all felt so natural.

After kicking off his boots, Bax continued on barefoot, digging his toes into the cool grass. His shirt went next, then his belt. His breeches. Last to go were his undershorts. And then the Knave of Hearts prowled the maze naked like a beast. Breathing deeply, Bax slid his hand over his chest, down to cup his heavy sacs, then up along his swollen shaft. Another deep breath filled him with Mal's fresh, masculine scent, and he sighed it out.

Trailing a hand over the crisp line of hedges, the Knave crept forward, his footsteps silent. But Mal hadn't bothered to remove his boots, so Bax could hear him up ahead. Then he found Mal's shirt. He picked it up and held it to his nose. Delicious. Bax let his head fall back and eyes close as he rubbed Mal's shirt over his chest, merging their scents. He brought it down to stroke his cock with it.

Another few feet ahead brought a belt, and then a pair of leather shoes. At last, Bax found Mal's pants. He had enough of hunting by then and cast aside the shirt with a growl. He ran his lover to ground seconds later, literally taking him down to the grass, then pinning him there while he plundered Mal's mouth.

Mal still had his shorts on so Bax ground himself against the fabric. Then he pushed back and rose onto his knees. “I've caught you,” Bax said. “What's my reward?”

Licking his lips, Mal got to his knees as well, but only to bend over and kiss the tip of Bax's cock. The whole of it jerked, as shocked by the pleasure as the rest of him was. And then Mal's hot mouth was on him, moving up and down his length. Mal made delighted moans as he sucked and twirled his tongue, one hand going to Bax's balls to massage them.

Bax looked down at the sleek, black hair that fell around Mal's face and parted it, pushing some back so he could watch his lover pleasure him. Mal angled his stare up, his eyes catching the light to gleam green beneath the heavy slashes of his brows. The look was so sexy, so fucking beautiful, that Bax couldn't breathe for a few seconds. His hand clenched on Mal's scalp, and he pumped into his mouth, the movement impossible to stop.

But Mal jerked away with a teasing grin. “I don't want you to come in my mouth.”

A shudder ran through Bax as he looked from his lover to his dripping shaft. “Then what do you want?”

“You know what I want, Bax. You always know.” Mal laid on his back, grabbed his knees, and pulled his legs out until his ass lifted from the grass. It put everything on display—his jutting shaft, clenching balls, and the puckered place beneath.

With a groan, Bax got into position between Mal's legs and guided himself to his lover's opening. A few thrusts of his wet cock were all it took to open Mal, and then they were groaning through the start of their mating.

“You're glorious.” Bax slid his hands up Mal's warm, inner thighs, and then hooked Mal's knees over his arms. Leaning forward, he took the weight of Mal's legs, lifting him even higher, then drove himself deeper. A groan left Bax as Mal's channel milked him. “Look at you. I love seeing you in the sunshine.”

Mal slid his legs onto Bax's shoulders, nearly bending in two. It freed Bax's hands, and he lifted one from the ground, propping himself on the other so he could sink his fingers in Mal's silken hair. Bax stretched them, then clenched. Then he pulled.

Mal cried out as his head twisted, the expression on his lifted face one of utter bliss.

“You like that, huh?” Bax pulled harder and plunged his cock deeper. “You like your hair pulled?”

“Yeah, I do.” Mal met Bax's stare as if daring him to do more.

Bax pulled again. “What else do you like?”

“That's for you to figure out, Knave. I'm not going to make it easy for you.”

Laughing brightly, pleasure and sunshine infusing him, the Knave of Hearts lifted his face to the light. When he opened his eyes again, he found his lover watching him, his expression full of something Bax didn't dare to name.

“Mal,” Bax murmured. “You know you're the only one, right?”

“Yeah, babe. I know.”

“Mal!” Bax growled.

Mal laughed as brightly as Bax had.

“Malecvar!” Bax shoved his cock even deeper.

“What is it you want me to say, Bax baby?” Mal's eyes twinkled and his bottom lip pouted.

“You know what I want. Just as I know what you want.”

Suddenly, Mal's expression went serious. “Then you also know that you're the only one for me. I love you, Baxenvir.”

The words sent such a rush of pleasure through the Knave of Hearts that he locked up against Mal, his hand releasing Mal's hair to slam onto the ground, and came. He came hard, his cry an echoing roar that startled birds into flight. And when the Queen's Champion looked down at his lover, it was to find him shuddering through his own release, Mal's channel clenched around Bax's spent cock and hot seed burst up like a fountain between them.

Bax kept himself inside Mal until Mal's orgasm ran its course, then slipped free, gently lowered Mal's legs, and crumpled to the grass. Mal sighed and rolled over to snuggle in against Bax. Naked, satisfied, and blissfully happy, the men lay entwined together and stared up at the clear, blue, Wonderland sky.

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