20. Killian

Chapter twenty

Killian

W e joined Jules in the pool, and Sophie left us. She was exhausted, and I made a mental note to ask her if she needed help. Jules missed naptime today, but he’d learned a lot and was more than ready for a bath and bed after an hour of swimming. Zee made Jules’ bed for me while I got Jules ready for bed, and after I laid the boy down, Jules sighed happily and burrowed in, covering himself up.

Zee led me to the gamesroom and showed me the secret panel in the wall. Beyond it was an empty space with hardwood floors and another bathroom, making twelve.

“Jenkins told me you wanted to know about the other hidden features of this house. This is the King’s bedroom. In MacLaden House, the King did not share a bed with his lovers.”

“Hmm,” I murmured, looking around. “I like this. It’s missing something, Zee.”

“The bed,” he whispered back.

“Mm-hmm.” I slid my hands into his trunks, easing them to the floor. He stepped out, and I sucked his cock into my mouth. I fumbled for the lube in the pocket of my trunks, found it, and coated my fingers. Two in at the time, and his hips bucked.

“Gods, that!” Zee hissed. I pushed two more fingers in, spreading his cheeks as I sucked him off. His fingers tangled with my hair, and he rose on the balls of his feet. He was almost there, and his thoughts were scrambling. Silently he begged, wishing I’d fuck him. He wanted my cock in his ass.

You want me to fuck you? I thought, pushing my fingers farther in. You want my cock right here?

“Gods, Killy!” Hot cum hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed it all, easing him to the floor when his knees buckled. I turned him around then, spread his trunks in front of him, and kept him on his hands and knees.

More lube, and I eased my cock into his ass slowly. He shoved back. “Fuck me!”

I slapped his ass. “Be still.”

He banged his head on the floor, angling that ass up, and I eased in again.

“Oh, fuck, that feels good,” he moaned.

That was definitely the spot. I withdrew, and he growled as I shoved back in.

“Stop teasing me, dammit!”

I purred softly and pounded into him. He pushed a hand against the wall to keep from hitting his head, growling the whole time. His ass gripped my cock, and I slowed down.

“You’re doing this on purpose!” he grumbled, relaxing.

“You want to cum?”

“Yes!” he yelled.

I slammed into him again, and his ass tightened. He trembled beneath me, roaring with the force of his second orgasm. I didn’t stop. I kept pounding, reveling in the feel of the spasms, and it snuck up on me. I filled his ass then, jerking with each spurt. Yael growled in satisfaction as if we’d never truly cum before.

I eased out and rested my forehead on his back.

“You okay?” he whispered.

“Yeah. That was better than last night,” I laughed softly. “I want a bed in here for us, Zee.”

“Done,” he murmured. I moved then, rolling to the floor, still trying to catch my breath. “Are you tired?” he asked, trailing his fingers over my chest.

“Nope,” I smiled.

“Wanna go for a run?” he whispered.

“Yeah.” I tapped into Jules’ thoughts, and the boy was dreaming about this weekend when Alex and Rhys came to play again.

Zee and I counted spaces to the back, naked, and shimmered into fur. He was a large black lion with a thick mane. Zee took off across the grass, and I tore after him all the way to the treeline. He tackled me, and we rolled, with me coming up on top. I took off again.

This had been the best day, and I couldn’t imagine Zee not being here. Well, damn. I was falling for him.