by Stormy Glenn
He reached between them and grabbed his cock, positioning the tip at Nikos’s entrance. Gritting his teeth, Yannis eased slowly in, wanting to scream himself at the incredible pleasure from the friction of Nikos’s flesh wrapped tightly around his large cock.
The position Yannis had placed them in didn’t allow for him to pull out far, but he didn’t need much to give Nikos pleasure. He thrust inside the tight depths of Nikos body over and over again, groaning on every stroke at the tight heat gripping him. Nikos squirmed beneath him, fighting for breath, the man’s body damp with perspiration, his grip so tight that Yannis felt as if he were going to go completely mad.
Yannis held on to him tightly as Nikos’s back bowed, body contorting, the man’s cries floating through the air and entwining around Yannis’s soul. He knew that soft needy sound would forever be a part of him.
He pumped his hips, thrusting faster, harder. Nikos slid up and down his cock like the man was made specifically for him. Harsh breathing sounded throughout the room. Sweat slicked their heated skin. Nikos was bucking against Yannis, his head twisting against the sheets of the bed, arching desperately, begging for release.
His muscles locked, and Yannis buried himself as deep inside of Nikos as he could as he came hard, his cock pumping his seed deep within Nikos’s tight ass. He wasn’t prepared for the strangling hold of Nikos’s tight grip as Nikos threw his head back, neck muscles flushed and corded as he shouted out his own release.
They fell back to the bed, their bodies drenched in sweat. The room smelled strongly of sex and sweet pheromones. Yannis wrapped his wings around the both of them, placing them in a protective cocoon as he laid there with Nikos tucked into his arms.
He gloried in the feel of the man’s soft skin brushing against him. He didn’t withdraw from Nikos, not yet. He liked feeling connected. Nikos must have enjoyed it, too, because he didn’t move away.
He understood that something extraordinarily powerful had occurred between them. Every instinct in his body yelled at him never to let Nikos go. He’d kill anyone that hurt Nikos or tried to take him.
“Beloved, I—” A loud ringing noise from the table beside the bed cut through Yannis’s words. Yannis grabbed Nikos and rolled him to the far side of the bed and then off onto the hard wooden floor.
He wished he had his sword with him for defense as he tucked Nikos’s smaller body against the side of the bed and hovered protectively over the top of him, his wings spread out to shield them from whatever monster was making that horrible noise. He cautiously peered over the top of the mattress as he searched for the source of the very odd yet very loud shrilling noise.
Another sound caught Yannis’s attention, one that brought joy to his heart. He glanced down to see Nikos holding his stomach as his deep laugh rippled through the air. There was something warm and enchanting in his laugh. Amusement flickered in the cerulean-blue eyes that met his.
“Honey, while I appreciate the protection, the phone is pretty harmless.”
Yannis’s brow furrowed as he glanced at the slim, silver device on the table where the awful noise seemed to come from. “Phone?”
Chapter 2
Nikos looked up at Yannis with amused wonder. The man hovered over the top of him like an avenging angel, ready to attack the phone and save Nikos from whatever fate he would suffer at the hands of the small metal device.
It was adorable.
And why in the hell Nikos was feeling that way about a complete stranger even after what had just happened between the two of them, Nikos had no freaking clue. First of all, what had just occurred never should have occurred.
Nikos was still trying to understand exactly what had happened. If they had just been two regular guys getting it on, Nikos might not have thought much of it. Things like that happened all of the time. But this went way beyond getting his rocks off.
Nikos could still feel Yannis humming deep inside his soul, the man’s touch skimming along his skin even though they had stopped touching moments before. The deep ache in his ass wasn’t from the abuse he had taken as Yannis slammed his dick inside of him but because the man had pulled out.
Nikos needed space.
He needed to think.
He pushed away from the side of the bed, swatting Yannis’s large hands away as he climbed to his feet and walked around the end of the bed to answer the phone. He could feel Yannis’s worry and apprehension as he approached the phone like a living, breathing entity.
Nikos ignored the tickle wiggling inside of him and picked up the phone. “Hello?”
“Please excuse the disturbance, sir,” said a sweet, gentle voice. “Dinner is ready. Shall I set a place for your guest?”
“Yes, thank you, Althea. We’ll be down momentarily.”
“Very good, sir.”
Nikos replaced the phone and dropped his head back on his shoulders. For a moment, his emotions ran rampant, his thought chaotic, the world around him in an upheaval. Yannis wasn’t human. Nikos knew that. And Yannis was extremely dangerous. Nikos knew that also.
So, why did Nikos feel safer at Yannis’s side than away from it?
Nikos about jumped out of his skin when he felt two very large hands land on his shoulders and start to knead the tense muscles there.
“Why do you look so lost, Beloved?”
Say what?
“Huh?” Nikos asked as he turned to stare up at Yannis in complete bewilderment.
“Why are you so lost?” Yannis asked as he pressed a hand against Nikos’s chest, right over his heart. “Why does your heart beat so loudly in your chest? I swear by the Gods of Olympus that I will protect you from all harm.” Yannis’s crimson-red eyes slid to the cordless phone on the table. “Even from that thing.”
“It–it’s a phone,” Nikos sputtered, not sure whether to be amused or freaked the fuck out.
“Yes, that.” Yannis spat the words out as if he was contemplating facing off against an entire army of cellular devices. He clearly did not like phones.
“Look.” Nikos pulled his hand down his face, feeling overwhelmed and out of sorts—and maybe just a bit achy with Yannis standing so close. “I need to grab a quick shower.” Nikos gulped as he looked down Yannis’s naked body. “And you need to get some clothes on. There is probably something in my dresser you can fit into.”
Maybe. Yannis was pretty damn big. Maybe Sahm had something? In the meantime, Yannis could wear a robe…or maybe a sheet, anything that would hide his delectable body from sight.
Nikos started to walk toward his bathroom then stopped when he realized that Yannis was following right behind him. Nikos placed his hand on Yannis’s chest to stop him then slowly backed up a step.
“Stay.”
Wow, next he’d be training a dog.
Nikos rolled his eyes when Yannis gave him a big red-eyed puppy dog look—it was a really good one—minus the whole red eye thing. “Fine, you can come, but you are not joining me in the shower.”
He really did need a few moments alone.
When Nikos started for the bathroom again, Yannis hurried ahead of him, pushing the door open and peering inside. His steps were slow and measured as he walked inside the large luxury bathroom, the steps of a warrior.
Or a predator.
“By the Gods!”
Nikos chuckled to himself. Yannis must have found the bathtub. It was kind of hard to miss. He had seen it in an old Roman movie and fallen in love with the concept. When he had taken over the villa, he had his bathroom redesigned to be the perfect Roman bath.
The bathtub was actually a large square pool in the middle of the room on a raised white-marbled dais. It was surrounded by steps on all sides with pillars made of white stone brought in from the isle of Crete in each corner. The bottom of the pool was tiled in a blue-and-white mosaic of the God Poseidon coming up out of the sea.
There was a large walk-in shower with a matching tile mosaic on one side of the room, complete with six different showerheads. The other sid
e of the room held double pedestal sinks and a toilet.
Nikos loved his bathroom. After a long day in the office, coming home to take a long soak in the tub was all he thought about. His bathroom was his oasis away from the craziness of the world.
“It is safe, Beloved.”
“Thanks for checking.” Nikos smirked. “I was so worried.”
Yannis apparently didn’t understand sarcasm. His smiled broadly, his chest puffing out. “I will always protect you, Beloved.”
Nikos’s eyebrows drew together in a straight line over his eyes. “What is with the Beloved thing? My name is Nikos.” Maybe the guy didn’t understand. Nikos tapped his chest with his fist. “Nikos.”
“Yes…Nikos.” Yannis nodded then tapped his own chest as he smiled, showing off a full set of perfectly straight white teeth, a few of them just a little more pointed than the others. “I am Yannis.”
Eyes rolling—again—Nikos pushed past Yannis and walked into his bathroom, heading right for the shower. He would have preferred a long soak in the tub, but that just wasn’t possible right now. If he didn’t show up for dinner while the food was hot, Althea would string him up by his toes.
Nikos wasn’t stupid. He had a very serious respect for the older woman.
Althea and Jules had worked for his family since before he was born. Her family had a long history entwined with Nikos’s family. For over ten generations, Althea’s family had served the Papadakos family. When Althea married Jules, he had come to work for Nikos’s family as well. Now, even their son Sahm worked for Nikos.
During his growing up years, when he wasn’t away at boarding school or attending the university, he had stayed at the villa with Althea and her family. Since the death of his own parents, Althea, Jules, and Sahm had become the closest thing he had to a family.
He adored them.
Nikos turned on the water, holding his hand under the spray while he waited for it to heat to the temperature he wanted. Nikos liked his showers lobster hot, the hotter the better. And he could stand under a hot shower spray for ages.
Once the water had reached the desired temperature, Nikos stepped inside the glass enclosure and under the hot spray of water. Almost immediately, he could feel his tense muscles starting to relax.
“How wondrous. My mate has been truly blessed by the Gods.”
Nikos groaned and dropped his forehead against the blue wall tiles. Yannis did not listen very well. Nikos knew he would have to do something about that. Until he knew exactly what Yannis was, and where he came from, he needed to keep his distance from the sexy man.
Yannis was dangerous, not only to Nikos’s libido, but his ability to think and use his common sense as well. The strange creature simply touched him and Nikos lost all of his good judgment, practically begging for more.
He couldn’t allow that to—“Yannis!”
Nikos tried to spin around when he felt large callused hands move over his skin in a gentle caress. Instead of allowing him to turn, his hands were grabbed and pressed against the shower tile in front of him. If he had been a cat, he’d be dead right now because his curiosity was shooting up through the roof.
“So perfect,” Yannis murmured against the nape of Nikos’s neck as he began kissing a small trail over his skin as he moved down his back and the soft curve of his ass. “I must have you again, Beloved. I cannot help myself. I ache for you, burn for you.”
Holy fuck!
Yannis could do with simple words what Nikos’s previous lovers hadn’t been able to do with their entire bodies. Nikos was so hard and aching so fast that his cock actually hurt and his head swirled as the blood drained from his brain.
He moaned in satisfaction as Yannis stroked his legs. Yannis’s tongue ran the length of his leg from ankle to knee then along the inner thigh of first one leg then the other. Nikos gasped when he felt Yannis’s tongue move between his ass cheeks, the man’s hands holding them apart.
“I would love you again, Beloved.” Yannis’s words were punctuated with more heated kisses and soft licks along his aching entrance. Yannis seemed to know just where to touch Nikos, to kiss him, to caress him to drive him insane.
Nikos moaned in ecstasy as Yannis licked his ass, his tongue running wet circles around his hole until the muscles relaxed. Yannis pressed a finger into the wet ring of muscles, gently working his finger in until Nikos’s body sucked the finger back into his body. Nikos was already pretty stretched, so it didn’t take long.
“Yannis,” Nikos hissed when he felt something brush against his groin. Just as Nikos felt the bulbous head of Yannis’s cock nudge between his ass cheeks, he felt something else wrap around his cock. It was hard and unyielding, yet soft at the same time.
It wrapped around the full length of Nikos’s cock, moving and undulating as it tightened and loosened over and over again. Nikos cried out and shuddered when the narrowed tip moved down to rub against his balls.
And it felt almost as good as the cock slowly filling his ass. The power of that first thrust took Nikos’s breath away as his body stretched to accommodate Yannis’s thick shaft. No matter how stretched he was, he couldn’t be prepared for the man’s massive cock. There was just no way. Yannis was hung like a fucking horse.
Nikos was on sensory overload.
Yannis was pounding into his ass from behind with such force that it shoved Nikos forward with each thrust. If the wall hadn’t been in front of him, and Yannis’s hands gripping his hips, Nikos was pretty sure he would have been fucked right through the wall.
Nikos wasn’t quite ready to acknowledge the thing wrapped around his dick, no matter how fantastic it felt. That was just a little too much for him at the moment. He just wanted it to continue what it was doing.
Nikos’s orgasm shot toward him at an alarming rate. One touch of Yannis’s hand, one thrust of his massively thick cock, one gentle kiss along his skin…and Nikos was ready to explode.
His stamina sucked.
“Yannis,” Nikos hissed again when he felt sharp teeth scrape along the soft skin between his shoulder and neck. He knew what the creature wanted. And as much as he knew it was wrong, he found he couldn’t deny that need. Nikos tilted his head to one side, baring his throat for his lover’s bite.
His body tensed as sharp teeth bore down, piercing his flesh and sending shivers running down his body. The pain was instantaneous but gone just as quickly, replaced by an ecstasy that made Nikos’s knees weak. He clutched at the wall, his grip slipping along the wet tile.
“Yannis!” Nikos shouted when he felt himself start to fall, his legs no longer having the strength to hold him up. Before he could fall to the floor, Nikos felt the hands gripping his hips tighten and lift him up, then move to his thighs.
Nikos was swung around until the built-in bench seat was directly in front of him, allowing him to rest his hands and brace himself, which was good because Yannis didn’t seem to have any plan on letting go of his hips.
If anything, Yannis tilted them up more. Nikos felt like his world was turning on its end as his ass was lifted higher. His feet were practically waving in the air.
“Yannis, I can’t—” Nikos’s eyes crossed as Yannis started pounding into him like he was trying to crawl inside of Nikos through his ass, using his dick as a guide. By the time Nikos realized that the man had pulled out, Yannis was ramming back in.
“Yannis…I…I can’t…I need…” Nikos’s body moved mindlessly, fucking himself on Yannis’s engorged cock.
“Come for me, Beloved.”
“I’m coming—” Nikos screamed. “Yannis!” His muscles clamped down on Yannis’s thick cock as his entire body exploded, spurt after spurt of cum shooting from his cock, getting squeezed from his cock as his hard length was milked, caressed, his balls massaged until they were empty.
Nikos panted heavily, unsure if his world would ever right itself as Yannis trembled against him, and then thrust hard into his aching depths one last time, his hands digging into Nikos’s hips to ti
ghtly that the skin broke.
“Beloved!”
Nikos felt like a wet noodle as he was gently lowered down to the bench seat where he could lean back against the shower wall. He knew he needed to get up and finish showering, get dressed, and go downstairs. He just didn’t want to. He didn’t want to move.
A nap sounded nice.
A long nap wrapped in the arms of the man—whoa! Nikos’s eyes snapped open, searching until he they landed the creature kneeling over the top of him. He wanted to berate himself for allowing his desire for the man to override his common sense, but the big, bloodred tears streaming down Yannis’s face changed his mind.
“Yannis?”
“I do not deserve a gift such as you, my Beloved.” Yannis’s eyes glanced in his direction but never rose up high enough to meet Nikos’s confused gaze. “I am ashamed of my behavior. In all honesty, I have never lost control as I have with you, and I can only believe that my lack of restraint is due to my overwhelming joy at finally having you in my arms. I know that does not excuse what I have done but—”
Yannis was beating himself up, and Nikos wasn’t quite sure why. It wasn’t like he had protested all that much. “Yannis, what are you talking about?”
“In my eagerness to…” Yannis licked his lips as if they had suddenly gone bone dry. “In my eagerness to be one with you, I have broken a sacred law as well as the promise I made to you. Such cannot be forgiven. I understand this and await your judgment.”
Nikos’s jaw dropped when Yannis knelt on the hard wet tile floor and bowed his head, his hands clenching into fists as they rested on his naked thighs. Nikos really wasn’t sure what had just happened. Granted, he had wanted some time to himself and Yannis had kind of pushed right into his personal space, but that shouldn’t bring the big man to tears.
“Yannis, can I ask you something and get an honest answer?”
“I will never lie to you, Beloved,” Yannis replied without raising his head. “I know my actions have not been those of an honorable man and you have no reason to believe me now, but I swear on my life I will not lie to you.”
