Page 66 of Seared Fates

“I was right,” I say, voice hot enough to melt steel, and gaze transfixed at the first sight of his tight little hole as I spread him open. “You should be worshipped, Kai.”

I fist my cock, and slide it between his cheeks, hissing at the heat and silk of his skin. This desire for him builds and builds and never ends.

“And I’m your most devout follower.”

The filthy and stretched-taut noise we make on my first glide is barely contained within the soundproof walls, and I nearly explode all over Kai’s back. I bow over his body, take his long fingers where they dig into the desk and entwine them.

Kai clings to my hand, both of us needing the connection.

Chieftain, Husband, Maker—yet when Kai, lost in pleasure, whispers, “Vidar.” It's the first time my name has ever held true meaning.

“Move, oh God, move!” Kai cries.

As if I could do anything else. I take hold of his ass, then, like the sweetest kind of torture—I fucking move.

My eyes roll as a groan of warrior pride breaks out of my chest like a war cry. Kai follows my lead, humping back, his breathing ragged as his hand rubs up and down faster.

“You like the way I worship you?” My pace quickens. “The way I praise your body?”

“Bite me.” Kai moves his hips faster. “Fuck me with your fangs!”

I curse in Old Norse and lay over his back—wishing I’d taken off my shirt so we could be closer. And with my cock clenched between his asscheeks, our slick bodies plastered together, I sink my fangs into the soft column of his neck.

“Oh my God,VIDAR!” Kai screams, his body shuddering as an orgasm takes hold.

His blood is orange scented ecstasy, and I gulp him down, moaning as each splash coats my throat, andfinally,I’m full for the first time in my long life.

Kai drops limp on the desk, arm hanging by his side. Knowing I’m the one who gave him that pleasure makes me want to beat my chest. Instead, I ride him harder, losing all rhythm and driven by a need to quench my lust.

“I wanna feel you cum, Vidar.” Kai’s wet hand slaps on my taut abs. “Mark me with your cum. Get it all over me.”

I rip my fangs out of his throat, throw my head back and roar as I shoot ropes of cum, spilling all over Kai’s hole and back—marking him just as he asked.

My senses soar, carrying the taste and feel and scent and image of Kai with me. Every time I suck in a breath, it’s all oranges and lavender.

Our connected hands tighten, my heart swelling. These emotions are so massive that they eclipse everything else.

Finally, I slump over his body, breathing harder than I ever have and more victorious than in any battle.

“Well…” Kai chuckles, breathless. “That was something.”

“Something?” I kiss the back of his neck and massage his liquefied muscles. “My life flashed before my eyes.”

My heart doesn’t follow me back down to Earth; it continues to grow.

“Are you saying I’m like a near-death experience?” Kai sighs under my hands.

I chuckle softly, wrap my arms around him. “Or that I’ve never felt so alive.”

Kai brings our interlocked fingers together and brushes his lips over each knuckle. Then sweetly kisses the tips of my fingers.

My love for this man is limitless. I want to carry him home and bathe him. Treat him like the precious jade he truly is.

“As nice as this is, I’m really sticky,” Kai mutters.

Reluctantly, I pull away to find he’s covered in my seed. “Yes, you are.”

He snorts as he sits up. “Someone is sounding pleased with themselves.”