He seals his mouth back against mine, his arms coming around to circle my waist, bringing our bare chests up against each other and our cocks in line once again.
There’s still too much clothing between us, both of us still in our pants and shoes. Lukas should totally make a decree to allow us to walk around the palace in nothing but sweats. Or better yet, just our briefs. That would make things so much more convenient.
But then I think of anyone else ogling his incredible body and I shut the idea down in an instant. I’ll deal with the inconvenience if it means I can keep this man all to myself.
“I can hear your brain whirring,” he murmurs. “What are you thinking about?”
“Just that I’m glad I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” I arch an eyebrow at him. “I am the only one, right?”
He lets out a wry chuckle and nuzzles against my jaw. “Only you, kotya.”
We kick off our shoes and scramble out of our pants, our lips crashing back together as Lukas pushes me back against the wall, molding his naked body to mine. God, I will never get enough of this man’s body. The feel of all those straining muscles, his heated skin, the way he fits against me just right.
“Fuck me, Lukas,” I say with a groan, finally breaking our kiss. “God, I want your cock in me so bad.”
The pupils of those gorgeous sea-green eyes blow wide with lust and his entire demeanor changes at my words. “Over here,” he orders, his voice a husky growl as he tugs me over to the bathroom counter. “Turn around. Hands against the counter.”
I immediately do as he asks, turning to face the mirror, my hands braced on the edge of the counter. And I have to say, this bossy, domineering side of him is a total turn on. Eh, who am I kidding—everything about Lukas is a turn on. But I’ve never seen this side of him before, at least not in the bedroom—or the bathroom as the case may be—and I’m loving the change up. I’ve always been vers, but I’ve never been with a versatile partner so this is a totally new experience for me.
He’s rough and hasty with the preparation, but I don’t care. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my hip and I’m so fucking desperate to have it inside me.
I let out a shuddering breath as he pierces my hole, my body taking a moment to adjust to the burn. But as he slides in farther the bite of pain mingles with the incredible sensation of fullness that comes from taking this big, beautiful cock inside me.
He pauses for a moment once he’s bottomed out, but I don’t give him long. I need to feel him. I need him to move.
“Fuck me, Lukas.”
And, boy, does he ever…
He doesn’t hold anything back as he takes me hard and deep, pulling groan after groan from my lips.
He hoists up my leg, prompting me to rest it on the vanity counter, and the change of angle lets him get even deeper. And Oh. My. God.
“Yes! Fuck…so good!”
I’m mildly aware that this room isn’t sound proof, but do you think I care right now? Nope. Not when Lukas’s grip on my hips is hard enough to bruise and his teeth are digging into my neck as he thrusts his thick cock in and out of me in this punishing rhythm.
I feel him tense up and he groans into my neck as hot cum pours out of him and fills my ass. He pauses to gather himself, his breath hot against my neck, and then he pulls out of me and tugs my leg back to the ground. He spins me around and a moment later he’s on his knees, his mouth bobbing down to close around the head of my cock.
I thread my hands through his hair, gripping tight as I thrust farther into his mouth. He groans around my cock and that’s all it takes for me to come in a rush down his throat.
Completely unsteady on my feet, I fall to my knees before him, wrapping my arms around him and pressing my temple to his. That was…yeah.
“I’ve never had cum in my ass before.” It’s the first thing that comes into my head after my brain starts functioning again. “It feels…interesting. Kind of squishy.”
Lukas shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I should have checked with you first, made sure you were okay with it.”
I pull back a little and offer a soft smile. “It’s fine. And I’m on PrEP, just in case you were worried.”
“I wasn’t worried. And I’m negative, too. It’s been a while since I was tested but I haven’t been with anyone in about ten years, so…”
My eyes bug out in disbelief. “Ten years? How is that even possible? Have you seen you?”
“You know what it’s been like for me,” he says softly. “Besides, even without that factor, I’d have to be extremely careful around the palace. It’s never seemed worth it before.”
Warmth fills me as I realize this must mean he thinks I’m worth it. But then something occurs to me. “But, wait a second…Katya’s only seven…?”
Lukas lets out a soft sigh and sits his bare ass down on the tiled floor, tugging me down to sit between his legs. He wraps his arms around me and presses a kiss to my temple before admitting, “Lesia and I never…”
My mind whirs as I process the implication of his admission. “So, the kids, they’re not…?”
He lets out a wry chuckle. “No, they’re mine, you can be sure of that. They just weren’t conceived in the traditional way. We used artificial insemination.”
Mind. Fucking. Blown.
“How…why…?”
“Lesia was asexual. She had no desire for physical intimacy but she yearned to be a mother. I have no desire for physical intimacy with women but I needed a wife and heirs. In a strange way, we were a perfect match. And we really did love each other.” I can hear the emotion in his voice and don’t doubt the truth of his words. “I wish you could have met her.”
“I’m sorry I never had the chance,” I say honestly. “She sounds very special.”
I rest my head back against Lukas’s neck and he wraps his arms even tighter around me. We’re silent for a long moment until Lukas breaks it, murmuring so softly I almost don’t hear it, “She would have liked you.”
14
LUKAS
With how much of my time has been spent on, well…other pursuits lately, I haven’t had much time for tinkering in my garage. But I finally get an opportunity on a day where I have no meetings or events scheduled and Jai is busy with the children.
I head down to the garage with Boyd at my side as usual, the eagerness to be working on my cars churning inside me. But when I get there I’m brought up short by a sight that makes me want to pour bleach into my eyes. No brother should ever have to see this. Alik is pressed up against the driver’s door of my Zagato, his trousers pulled down to reveal his bare arse. And behind him, cock out and ready to go, is Lennox.
“Ah, Christ.” I swing my head away, my hand coming up to shield my vision. That was not something I needed to witness.
I notice Boyd’s usually stoic expression has been replaced with wide eyes and parted lips, his surprise telegraphed in every feature. He quickly masters himself, though, and turns away from the garage, his eyes focused on the hedges that line the lawn as if they’re the most fascinating things in the world.