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Chapter 2

Hadi

I curled my long legs beneath me and watched Sun as he drifted to sleep.

Life–including my brief experience in the afterlife–had always been full, but in these moments, when I watched Sun, everything seemed to slow down.

There was only us here. His breathing becoming slow and deep and even, his muscles relaxing, and me over him, shielding him. Like I was his protector.

I would have laughed but... everything had changed.

I was Alhadya, the king of the nocs for years. Feared and loathed, I had ruled my people and destroyed those who had opposed me. I would never belong to Sun the way the others did, and I knew he would never bow to me. Yet here we were, wrapped around each other's souls. Five very different beings made one. Somehow, I wasn't even upset about it. I could use it to my advantage even if that meant taking Sun along with me for the journey.

The door suddenly bumped against my back legs as it slid open, and I knew at once that it was Clem. He was the only one who moved so silently. All mothians had that trait.

He bumped the door against my leg again, clearly wondering what was in the way of it opening.

Scowling, I lifted to my feet and turned around, gripping the top corner of the door to glare down at him.

Clem looked up at me with innocent, surprised eyes.

“Oh, Hadi,” he said loudly. “I just came to–”

“Sh!” I hushed, irritated. “Sun is sleeping.”

Clem blinked.

I blinked.

For a moment, I was surprised with myself, shushing someone for disturbing the human, then Clem's expression shifted from surprise to delight, and I cringed.

“How sweet,” he whispered, smiling up at me. “Let me in, I want to cuddle with him.”

I frowned, glaring down at the delicate creature that had become part of my entourage.

“No.”

Clem stared for so long that I nearly closed the door in his face. Then, he seemed to come to some sort of conclusion and lit up as though I had said something marvelous, and I wished I had closed the door in his face.

“Oh, of course! You haven't had enough alone time with Sun,” he agreed. “This is good.”

I held back a groan and moved to slide the door closed, but he was standing in the way.

“It's good for you spend time with him. See if you can get closer to him.”

I groaned softly.

“Leave us be,” I ordered but Clem had long stopped taking anyone's orders other than Bracken's occasional barks.

“Sun acts so tough, doesn't he? But he is soft inside, you will see. He will love you too.”

With that, Clem turned on his heels and then fluttered back through the dim hallway, beaming.

He left me standing there, all four hands gripping the open door, staring after him, my heart in my throat.

Sun couldn't love me. That wasn't what I wanted.

Yet my body felt strange. My fingers trembled when I finally shut the door, and my heart was racing.

Turning back around, I found that Sun was still fast asleep, his face toward me, his dark brows relaxed, and his lips parted. Those lips... he would do anything with them.

He would stretch them around Bracken or Kiar without a second thought. He would even take Clem's mothian cock between them and drink his nectar.

And yet, he wouldn't so much as touch me. Not like that. He would ride my back but that was out of necessity.

It wasn't fair.

I was as much a part of this group as anyone. None of them would even be here if not for the fact that I had been targeted.

I deserved the fun that the others partook in and... since when had I needed permission to get what I wanted?

It was Clem's words affecting me, making me feel something I had been trying to suppress since leaving that mountain.

Sun should want me on his own. I shouldn't, wouldn't , beg for him. I wouldn't even ask. It was beneath me.

But maybe I could convince him without words.

Swallowing, I lowered myself at his side, watching him closely. He must trust me to sleep so deeply in my presence. When one of my hands touched his wrist, he only sighed.

For a moment, I was unsure what I planned to do before my webbing shot out. I wrapped it carefully around his wrist, then took his other, tying them close together.

Then, a near frenzy over taking me, I shot more out, wrapping his legs at the knees and ankles.

Seeing him lying there, wrapped in my thin white ropes, a feeling like peace washed over me. This was how it was supposed to be. I was just as much spider as I was man and I needed my meals wrapped up tight, like a present. Especially the particularly delicious ones.

My body shook with the desire to keep going, to string him from the ceiling and tie him up in such a way that only the most intimate parts of him were exposed, the rest of him held still while I used him until we were both screaming with pleasure.

But that was too much. Sun wouldn't like it. I wanted more but, how much would he allow? How much would he give me if he were to wake right now? Had I already done enough to make him dismiss me with a mocking laugh and a line about how he knew I wanted him.

I nearly untied him at the infuriating thought, but I couldn't. Not now.

My long, black cock was hard, stretched between us as proof. Sun did something to me. Something deep and tied to more than his human body.

I had seen it with the others, how they fell victim to him one by one. Now I knew I was following suite, and I couldn’t even bring myself to care.

Slowly, as silently as Clem, I crawled over him, placing his legs beneath my underbody as I lowered myself.

He stirred as my weight held his legs down, but still did not wake.

When I pushed my cock down, allowing it to nestle into the silky black fabric he wore, I shuddered.

Sun's thighs and stomach were warm and welcoming and his cock, soft first, quickly hardened against my own.

He shifted, moving to free his body from my weight, letting out a deep sigh as his cock dragged against my own.

I had probably gone too far now, but I could not back down. If I showed him even subconsciously how good I could feel against him, perhaps everything would change. Perhaps, he would want me.

I reached out, webbing slipping through my fingers. I used his robe to clasp my cock down against his, then pinned it onto the thin mattress on either side of his hips.

One thrust against his sweet cock, so much smaller than mine, I had to bite back a moan, fangs digging through my lip.

With the next thrust, Sun gasped softly, lifting his hips against the bindings, crushing our lengths together.

He moaned, a ragged sound that was finally enough to wake him with a start.

For a second, he thrashed, as though under attack.

Without thinking, I shot more webbing out, catching his bound wrists and pinning them up above his head.

Sun gasped, his gaze flying to mine.

For a moment, he was frozen, eyes fixed on mine. Then he looked down, saw my cock tied to his and his entire body sagged with relief.

A breathy chuckle burst from his lips, and I had no idea how I should react.

“Oh, Hadi ,” he sighed. “What do you think you are doing to me while I sleep?”

My jaw clamped shut, keeping any instinct to make excuses or get defensive to myself. He could see exactly what I was doing.

“Well,” he said after a minute of silence, “carry on or get off of me.”

My jaw nearly dropped, and amusement filled Sun's gaze almost playfully .

“What? Did you think I would be mad? Is that what you wanted?” He chuckled. “I've been tied to your kind for some time now. If I can handle Bracken, I can handle this. Finish what you started.”

The invitation was more than I had expected but I wouldn't question it or give him enough time to change his mind.

With renewed vigor, I started to thrust, all control leaving me with the realization that Sun actually wanted this. He knew it was me, he knew exactly what was happening and he'd told me to finish.

He gasped, thrusting up, fighting against the webbing, but not really, not to get free, just to feel them. Then, his head fell back, eyes squeezing shut and through only the thin layer of silk between us, I felt his cock jerk and empty.

My thrusts lost all momentum as the wet heat of his cum soaked against my length and I groaned.

“Not on my clothes,” Sun moaned, but I ignored him because he did not know about my kind. Besides, I couldn't stop myself from jerking and finishing with a cry, my cock spraying all over his chest, the white sticky, web-like substance that held my seed.

He cursed, still panting.

“My clothes are already dirty enough,” he muttered.

“I will send Clem to wash them,” I promised, regretfully extracting myself from the binding that held us together. “But I did not make them any worse.”

While he watched, I reached down and pulled my cum from the front of his robe. It came off easily, just like my web when I reached for it next, releasing him.

Balling the material, I threw it to the corner of the room.

Unsure what to say next, I glanced over at Sun and a soft smile touched my lips.

His eyes were closed again.

And a tenderness I had never felt washed through me.

“Sleep now, Sun,” I whispered. “I will keep you safe.”

He let out a soft sigh.

“Thank you, Hadi...”

I watched him drift to sleep once more and shook my head.

This could only be trouble.