Page 181 of Serpent In White

We’re fire and ice.

Nothing has ever been this clear, and I feel momentarily stupid for never having seen it. The answer was here all along…

Pushing his back into the grass and dirt, I yank his pants off the rest of the way, then rid myself of mine until we’re both naked, shadowed by the darkness of the night, moonlight etching us while we kiss, rich with passion, writhing together in lust and even more love. The need I’ve always had for this man can’t be sated.

But I shall try.

“Fuck me,” he pleads, leaning back to present me his throat.

Trailing my lips down it, I scrape him with my teeth before sucking and biting, giving him marks from his King.

“I have literally nothing to use for lubrication.” I make my way to his chest, licking the lines, sucking his pink nipples between my lips until he cries a soft noise, his long cock flinching between us.

“There’s a bottle in my pocket,” he breathes.

Reaching to his pants, I pull out a small bottle of what looks like oil. Opening it, I’m immediately hit with a floral scent. It’s intoxicating.

“What is this?” I ask, my senses opening up as I continue to sniff.

“It’s an oil I made…” he mumbles, curling a fist around my erection, “From the trumpets.”

My eyes snap to his. “You mean… this…”

He nods, gaze flickering with voracious desire. “It has psychedelic properties, yes.”

“Holy fuck.” My eyes widen, a chuckle of disbelief leaving my mouth. “That’s incredible. I’m totally using this to fuck you.”

He laughs. “Okay, just be careful. That’s all I have. Don’t waste it basting your dick like a Thanksgiving turkey.”

I can’t help but cackle, pouring out a few drops onto my cock while he strokes me. “How fucked up will this make us?”

“I’m really not sure.” He grins, jerking me to spread the oil all over my erection.

I take his chin in my fingers and bring his mouth back to mine, kissing him, lapping and sucking at his mouth in leisurely movements. The surrounding air is calmly erotic, though there’s a buzzing chemistry popping like lightning.

Drake spreads his legs, and I take just a dab more of the oil before putting it away, sliding my slick fingers between the crack of his ass.

I’m already shaking. I’ve never done anything like this with Drake before. I mean, we’ve donea lot, but to my knowledge, nothing has ever gone into his ass. My love for being on the bottom always defined our sex, so I’d never considered that maybe he wanted me to…

“Put your cock in me,” he whines, circling my nipples with his thumbs while we grind our hardened dicks together. “I’ve been fantasizing about this for years.”

“Are you fucking serious?” I ask breathlessly. “Why have you never said anything?”

“I wanted you to figure it out on your own,” he mutters quietly. I pull back enough to give him a look.

“You’re the ultimate stubborn brat, you know that?” I bite his lip hard until he mewls. “Honestly.”

“I love you,” he whispers, looking every bit like the temptation his serpent personifies. Wickedly sinful in every sense.

And my chest is on fire.

“I love you so much,” I mumble, taking my cock in my fist, dragging it down to his ass.

Swirling the crown around on his hole gives me his shivers. “Don’t hold back… Please.”

My balls are aching. “You’ll be the death of me, Serpent.”

With his hands on my ass, trying to pull me into him harder, I have to take a moment, let him sweat it out. For all those times he controlled me with Empyrean, for manipulating me when he didn’t have to…