Royally Screwed - Lynn Van Dorn Page 0,72

Yuri. “That is awful and you should never say it ever again.”

Yuri’s mouth was tight with anxiety, but as Angelo kissed him, his lips trembled, then gave way. Angelo sank into Yuri’s mouth, one drugging kiss leading to another and another and another. He wanted to kiss Yuri’s mouth forever, to taste him and breathe in his scent and revel in the feeling of his slim, lithe body beneath Angelo’s.

Even when Angelo pulled away to catch his breath, Yuri remained quiet. A silent Yuri. Would wonders never cease?

Angelo took both their cocks into his hand and stroked them. It felt so good. So amazingly good. But the best part was looking into Yuri’s face and seeing the ecstasy etched there. The ecstasy that Angelo’s hand and cock and body brought him. It was some heady stuff. Angelo didn’t think any other lover he’d ever had in the past had ever looked at him with such naked desire and need.

“Tell me what you want, Yuri.”

Yuri bit his lip. “What if it’s something you don’t want to do?”

That brought a myriad of alarming and erotic images to Angelo’s brain. “You won’t know until you ask. And if it’s something I’m not sure of, we can negotiate. I don’t think I could hurt you. Really hurt you. Not like…” Angelo trailed off, not wanting to say Lord Dickface’s name.

“No. I… like pain, yes. We already know you can give me what I need there. You’ve been giving it to me, off and on, for years now. We know that works. No, I meant… more like sex. What you’re willing to do. To a guy. To me.”

Angelo gave Yuri a long, lingering kiss. “To a guy? Not much. To you?” He kissed Yuri again and again. “Everything.”

“Even my cock down your throat?” Yuri asked, one brow defiantly raised.

Angelo pictured it in his head and it was such a primal act. He found he wanted that. It would be like the spanking, only different. Maybe even better. Yuri would be at his mercy, wouldn't he? Angelo would completely control Yuri's pleasure. The thought made him shudder.

Yuri, however, leapt to the worst possible conclusion. “See! I knew you’d draw the straight line somewhere. I suppose I can live with it. Fuck. It’s not like I have much choice, do I? Not until they leave us alone and we can—”

“No!” The word ripped out of Angelo in a bolt of fury. “No one else. Not ever.”

Yuri’s eyes narrowed. “But that’s not fair. Not to me or to you.”

“I said no.”

Yuri shook his head but didn’t say anything. He looked angry and tragic and lost. Angelo decided it was time to do something about that.

He'd earlier imagined moving down Yuri’s body slowly and methodically, but this was neither. He moved rapidly, his hands gripping Yuri’s slim hips and moving him until Angelo’s face was level with Yuri’s groin. Yuri's cock was erect, pointing upward, and surrounded by neatly trimmed hair. Everything else was shaved smooth. Angelo touched him, feeling nothing but warm, achingly soft skin. Then he brought his gaze to Yuri’s erection. The foreskin had pulled back to reveal a dark, pink head. As he watched, Yuri’s cock gave a little twitch and a drop of pearly fluid formed at the tip. Curious, Angelo ran his tongue over the head of Yuri’s cock. Both of them moaned.

“Angel…”

Yuri tasted delicious in a way Angelo hadn't really expected. He licked the head again, wanting more. Angelo had zero experience with other men, but he liked this. He liked it a lot. He slipped the head of Yuri's cock into his mouth and applied suction. Yuri's entire body spasmed. He was either really into what Angelo was doing or he was having a seizure. Just in case, Angelo pulled his mouth off Yuri's cock and looked up into his face.

Yuri's closed eyes snapped open. He stared at Angelo with his heart in his eyes. Angelo knew Yuri better than his own reflection and he saw irritation, thwarted desire, and pique, but also fear.

“Ah,” Angelo said. “Definitely not a seizure.”

“What the hell, Angel? Stop teasing me. Please. I can't take it.” The look on Yuri's face was pure anguish.

Angelo surged up to kiss Yuri's mouth. “I'm sorry. It's just all so new. But it's good, I swear. It's all good. I'll show you. Trust me.”

He fisted Yuri's cock near the base and then shifted so he could get the rest into his mouth. The last thing Angelo wanted to do was