Unhallowed (Rath and Rune #1) - Jordan L. Hawk Page 0,64

hand along its length, and the tip coiled around his fingers. He had the wild desire to bring it to his lips for a kiss, just as he might a lover’s hand, but that would surely be pushing too far.

“You’re beautiful,” he said. “I hope you don’t mind my saying that.”

Ves turned to him, strange eyes wide. His lips parted, but he didn’t seem to know what to say. The moment hung between them, the air thick with promise. Sebastian waited, hope mingled with understanding.

Then Ves leaned forward and brushed his lips across Sebastian’s in a question.

Sebastian kissed him back, unable to hold in the moan of eagerness that slipped out. Ves tasted of warmth and desire, and the scent of green leaves and deep forests rose from his skin, mingled with a tinge of black pepper. He wrapped his arms around Ves’s shoulders, fingers brushing against the extra appendages as he did so.

Ves’s arms went around him, pulling him in tight. Their kiss took on the flavor of desperation, as though they were both drowning and this their only hope of air. The two lower tentacles slipped around Sebastian’s waist, tugging him in closer—

“Oh!” Ves jumped back, letting go of Sebastian entirely. “I-I’m sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry for,” Sebastian assured him, the words ragged with lust. “You’re just very good at giving hugs.”

Ves stared at him…then started to laugh. “You’re mad. Absolutely insane.”

“I’ve been called worse things.” Sebastian leaned in, pressing his forehead against Ves’s. “Would you like me to make love to you?”

Ves’s breath caught. “Y-Yes. Gods of the wood, please.”

Sebastian nipped at Ves’s lower lip, then pushed him back on the bed. He flung one leg over Ves’s hip, straddling him. The hard length of his erection pushed at Sebastian’s through the cloth separating them. Sebastian rocked back and forth, and Ves gasped and grabbed his hips. “Not—not yet.”

It would definitely be a shame not to remove some of the layers between them first. Sebastian slid off and reached for the buttons on his own vest. Ves watched with hungry eyes, and ordinarily Sebastian might have made a show of it. But his hands were shaking with need, and the look of raw hunger on Ves’s face set his body ablaze. Every inch of skin ached to be pressed against Ves’s, and he could feel his pulse in his cock.

He tossed aside every shred of clothing, not caring at the moment what ended up creased on the floor and what didn’t. Ves stared at his prick, and his tongue ran over his lips in a way that almost made Sebastian spend on the spot.

“May I take your clothing off?” Sebastian asked hoarsely.

Ves nodded. Sebastian ran his hands down Ves’s chest, then over his belly, before leaning in to kiss the trail of dark hair leading down past the edge of his trousers. A whimper of need was Sebastian’s reward, and he smiled against his lover’s skin.

He sat back and began to work on the trouser buttons, taking advantage of the act to brush his hand across the straining prick beneath. He peeled them off, along with the drawers beneath, exposing Ves to his sight.

“Mmm,” he said, licking his lips. “Beautiful.”

Ves laughed again, as though he wasn’t entirely certain whether Sebastian meant it. But he did. He longed to wrap his lips around the hard length of prick in front of him, then beg Ves to make thorough use of him. But tonight wasn’t about what he wanted.

“What do you wish me to do?” he asked.

Ves blinked orange-gold eyes. “I d-don’t know. I’ve never…no one could know about my true nature, which meant never being intimate with anyone before. What do you like?”

“Many things,” Sebastian purred, and grinned at the flush spreading across Ves’s neck. “But most of all, I like you.” He stretched out on his side beside Ves, not quite touching. “This isn’t a test, sweetheart. There’s no answer that will disappoint me. Though I’ve some suggestions, if you want them.”

Ves nodded mutely. Sebastian grinned at him. “We can lie here like this. We can cuddle. I can suck your prick. You can fuck me. I can show you how good rubbing cocks can feel.”

Ves nodded again. “Yes. That last one. Please.”

“My pleasure,” Sebastian murmured, and straddled Ves’s hips again.

Ves gasped. “I won’t last.”

“Mmm, that’s fine. I’m not going anywhere.” Sebastian braced one hand on Ves’s shoulder and used the other to loosely hold their pricks together. Ves let out a startled sound of pleasure that