Page 78 of Serpent In White

I huff, a grin pulling at my mouth as I cup his jaw. “Abdiel, I think we’re past the point of coy, are we not? I’ve had your dick in my throat. You can call me by my name.”

He lets out a little whimper of a noise that registers in my groin, and it clearly does the same to him because his dick flinches against my own.

God, that feels divine.

Doesn’t it?My thumb grazes his lower lip.

Last night was… the best night of my life,Abdiel’s thoughts are loud regarding last night. He can’t believe it, and yet he has to. Because he would sooner die than find out it was all a dream.

“It was very much a reality, baby.” My hand slides down his throat, tracing his chest and shoulders because I physically can’t stop touching him. “When did Drake give you more Empyrean?”

He breaks our gaze for just a moment, looking down at my chest while he remembers Drake leaving last night. In his thoughts, he’s feeling rejected. And I need to put a stop to it.

“Don’t be upset, my prince.” I tug his eyes back to mine by his chin. “This is what Drake does. He cares, I know it for a fact, but he can’t make himself stay. He thinks it’s his own curse…”

“I heard it last night,” he agrees. “He thinks his only purpose is to give you Empyrean. That’s fucked up.”

I have to smirk at his candor. I love that he’s finally warming up around me. I want him to be himself. “It is, baby. I know it hurts at first, but trust me when I tell you I’ve been dealing with this for a long time. It has to be this way.”

Abdiel doesn’t seem to agree with this part, but he won’t voice it out loud. Not that it matters, but if he wants to keep his thoughts to himself on this, who am I to stop him? After all, I know better.

Drake and I have been fucking since we were teenagers, and I’ve been in love with him the whole time. I’d like to think he’s felt the same, but I can never be sure. He’s a pro at talking himself out of things, and for whatever reason, he believes he isn’t worthy of love.

Once we formed The Principality, it became even more of a problem for us to be together. The Regnum would never understand. It would hurt our credibility and only serve to make people feel cheated.

This is the conversation we’ve been having for almost twenty-five years. It will never change.

Thankfully, Abdiel decides to change the subject. “I’m still a little stunned that I’m here with you right now…” He squirms into me, long cock grazing my own in the perfect way, his balls resting on top of mine. I mean,God… I want to wake up with him like this all the time.

“I know it’s complicated,” I tell him, rolling to face him better. “But last night was the best night of my life too, my prince.”

He places his hand flat on my chest, feeling my heart thud beneath his palm. “Will you tell me about your wives…? What’s going on there?”

There’s so much curiosity in his mossy green eyes; so much desire for the truth, but not just because he’s inquisitive. He wants to listen to me and see if he can help. It’s a wondrous thought to hear in his head.

“It was a marriage of convenience that has become incredibly inconvenient,” I admit, gliding a hand down his back. “For many years, I was a bachelor, and it was fine. And then eventually people in the high seats began to ask questions. They wanted to plan for the future, and they wanted insurance that The Principality would be given to someone when I pass on. Of course, I don’t plan on dying until I’m old, but that’s not any of our decisions to make.”

Abdiel shudders, and I narrow my gaze at him. “I don’t want to think about it… What life would look like without you.” He shakes his head, putting an adorably stubborn foot down. “No.”

A laugh creeps from within my throat. “You’re probably the cutest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

A flush graces his cheeks, and I can’t fucking stop myself from pulling his lips to mine. We both hum out the satisfaction from such a slow, simple kiss that somehow has our cocks thickening up even more together.

I pull away and clear my throat. “So that was how the marriages happened. I thought I could do it… I really thought I could just fake it, long enough to make a baby and shut everyone up. But the more I thought about it, the worse it felt inside.” Abdiel shows me sympathy in those evergreen eyes. “I’m not attracted to women.” I shrug. “I’m just not, and furthermore, I don’t even think I want kids. It seems like such an abstract concept in my mind. A baby that I’m made to look after and take care of? I can’t even picture it.”

I sort of can…His mind tells me, though he doesn’t speak it. I give him a pointed look, and he grins.

“But regardless, now I’m in it,” I sigh, flopping my head onto the pillow. “And I’m not sure how I can get out.”

“I’m sure people would understand.” His voice rumbles, low and sexy, even when we’re talking about serious matters it’s the hottest damn sound I’ve ever heard. I think I could get off just listening to him talk. He smirks and swats my chest. “I’m trying to be serious. Stop thinking about my hot voice.”

I laugh out loud. “Sorry not sorry. It’s like sex for my ears. Will you sing to me, please… AbdielHarmony?” I lean in to place a gentle kiss on his jaw, trailing my lips down his neck.

He trembles, but determined to fight it, keeps talking. “I wassaying, I think you should tell people the truth. What’s the worst that could happen? They might be a little shocked at first, but people adapt. They’ll get over it, and I’m not just saying this because now I’m personally invested.”

I chuckle while licking and sucking his pulse. “Are you, my prince? Invested?”

He nods. “I don’t want you to have to hide. Especially… where I’m concerned. Or Drake.” I pause my slow seduction of his neck region and glance up at him. His thoughts go a bit jittery with insecurity and his mouth starts to run. “Not that I’m pushing for anything serious… Or that I want you to tell people about us. I’m fine with whatever, I just think, you know, it would be best for you to—”