“No. It felt right and natural.”
“That’s good. But why can’t you say his name?”
Ulixes’s eyes widened. “What? Surely I’ve said his name to you.”
“No. You’ve called him ‘your friend,’ but never by name. You’ve buried this for so long you can’t even bear to recall it. Who was he, Ulixes?” Kallon saw Ulixes swallow hard and blink a few times.
“His name was…Rastus.”
“Very good. Did you father kill Rastus?” Ulixes looked down to his hands, clasped them together, and nodded.
“Yes. My father killed Rastus.”
“So, the demon here is the action of your father. He had a choice, and he made the wrong one. You shouldn’t carry that blame for him. Look at that awful image for what it truly was. Your father carried a fear of same-sex unions and in the end chose his reputation over the love of his son. That was his burden to bear, not yours. Let it go. Say it, Ulixes. I didn’t kill Rastus.” He watched Ulixes swallow hard and release his breath on a hard rush.
“I didn’t kill Rastus.”
“Now tell the image to go away. It no longer belongs to you. It’s owned by your father and should rest in his dreams, or travel with him in the afterlife. Say it.”
“I feel silly.”
“Choose your own words, it doesn’t matter. As long as you believe in them, then they’ll no longer cling to you. Look to the woods and pretend your father stands in the shadows. Tell him how you feel.”
Ulixes straightened on the seat, and his head gradually turned until he faced the blackness of the forest. Kallon could see his chest rise and fall before his words came low and hesitant.
“It was never mine to bear. I can’t keep it for you any longer. Take it with you and own your decision.” Kallon was relieved when his voice gradually strengthened.
“I’m not ashamed for following my heart and what came naturally to me. You chose your path out of fears planted by others. My love for you died that day, and I pity your simple mind. Leave me now and never return.” Ulixes grew quiet and continued to stare in the darkness for several long moments before he slumped back against the swing. He heaved out a breath and shoved his hand through his hair. He glanced over and a small smile lifted the edge of his lips.
“That felt good.”
Kallon smiled and rose from the swing. Reaching down, he traced the edge of Ulixes’s jaw and passed his thumb across his sculpted lips. “I’m glad. Now face your other demons, Ulixes. You must do this on your own. Find your strength and do the same with Basilius’s history.” He reached over, picked up his wine glass, and started to walk away. Ulixes gently snagged the back of his shirt.
“Where are you going?”
“Just inside, but I’ll not be far away. I need to prepare the guest room for you. Come inside when you’re ready. Call out if you need me.” The hand fell away from his shirt, and he slipped into the den, through the great room, and finally to the kitchen. Kallon set his wine glass on the counter and immediately fell to his knees.
Leaving his openly wounded mate to battle the final demons alone was the hardest thing he’d ever had to do. It would have been easy to sit there and guide him through each and every vile image that had clung to him for years, but the male needed to find himself again—to trust that he could do this on his own and win. Kallon prayed to Dii that all would be swept aside and Ulixes could sleep with a clear mind for once in his life.
Rising to his feet, he fought the urge to peek out the window and check his progress. Focusing on tidying the kitchen and collecting items for the guestroom kept him focused. Despite his overwhelming desire to ask Ulixes to stay with him in the master wing, he knew the warrior would need time to adjust. Any decisions that were going to be made regarding their relationship would now be up to Ulixes.
Kallon checked the bath to ensure there were plenty of soaps and clean towels. He stripped down the bed and covered it in rust-colored sheets. He smiled when the thought how well they would accent his warm brown eyes. He’d never had guests over before, but he wanted his mate to sleep on freshly scented sheets and the softest pillows he owned. Once he was happy with the display, he lowered the lighting. Smiling, he turned, and was completely surprised by the strong arms that wrapped him up, lifted him from the floor, and walked him back into the room.
The world tilted, and Kallon felt his back sink into the mattress. He looked up to find Ulixes hovering above him. His face was inches from his own, and his soft hair teased the side of his neck. He could feel his hot, wine-scented breath wafting across his ear, and his skin shivered in response. Ulixes’s voice rumbled from his chest.
“I’m going to kiss you, Kallon. What will you do if I turn out not to be your mate? Tell me now so I know what I must do. Shall I prepare my heart to love you for just a short time until you can find the one that you need? Help me determine my path before I begin building another bad memory that I might not survive.” He lifted his head slightly, and Kallon could see the determination in his eyes to walk away if he needed to. He didn’t hesitate in his answer. It was the truth, and he needed to hear it.
“I don’t care if this necklace bites or not. You’re mine, Ulixes, and I’ll have you for as long as you’ll have me. I plan to die alongside you, old and still in love.”
Ulixes’s beautifully sculpted lips crashed down upon his, and his warm tongue slid effortlessly into his mouth. It was but a matter of seconds before fire ripped through his gut and exploded outward. Afraid he would injure him in the madness that held him captive, Kallon pulled his face away and clamped his hands on to Ulixes’s thick biceps. Despite the pain, euphoria engulfed his mind. Ulixes was his. He’d always known that it was true. Kallon panted between shots of electrifying energy zipping through his muscles and threatening to split his skin. The conprobatus tooth had slid to his shoulder, and he felt like it was burning a hole directly into his flesh. He knew better. A flash of Cato lying on a hospital floor and writhing in agony reminded him that he had only moments to go before it was over. He could do it.
“Surge…help me…don’t leave.” He felt Ulixes pull away and tried to cry out, but his body had other ideas. Back arching, his jaws clenched tight, he was unable to speak. Immense relief flooded his senses as soon as he heard Ulixes’s response.
“Never. I’ll never leave you. I love you, Kallon.”
As he bucked in an agonizing mix of liquid pain and the most erotic sensual feeling he’d ever experienced, Kallon felt his boots slip from his feet, the shirt ripped from his body, and jeans sliding down his hips. The immense relief of his engorged cock being freed from the constricting material almost had him shooting his seed across his belly. A firm grip to its base helped him control the urge. The hand was not his own. Ulixes was helping him. He wanted to weep from the knowledge that his mate was inches from his body and tending to him. His core opened fully and spilled his essence from every pore. He felt it reach out and trace along Ulixes’s form. It recognized him, accepted the energy that waited to be claimed, and then drew back. The pain immediately drifted away until he lay spent and panting.
Firm, warm skin slid against his, so he knew that Ulixes was lying down beside him. His jaw was cupped into a broad palm and turned. Again, those wonderful lips touched against his. This time he got to enjoy their first real kiss. Ulixes took what was his. There were no soft nips or teasing bites. His tongue stroked along his and sought to touch every inch. He lapped, sucked, and breathed life into him. This warrior knew exactly what he needed. There was nothing easy about his taking. He wanted to be owned, and this big male was about to make that happen.
Kallon groaned in bliss when Ulixes slid on top of him. The weight of his large body was welcome and comforting. He was fully nude, and he could feel the hard muscles sliding sensually against his own. Ulixes straddled his thighs, grabbed his wrists, and pulled them above his head. Gods! He loved the aggression this male showed. The first push of Ulixes’s cock alongside his immediately stole hi
s breath. Ulixes pulled away from his mouth, lifted his torso a few inches, and reached between their slick bodies. The feel of his warm palm wrapping them both into a tight hold had him leaning forward and muffling a cry against smooth skin. He licked a pebbled nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He rejoiced in Ulixes moans of pleasure.
“Yes, that feels good, Kallon. Move your hips. I want you sliding in my palm. You feel so good next to me.”
Lifting his knees, Kallon dug his heels into the mattress, rolled his hips against Ulixes’s firm thighs, and sighed as velvet slid against velvet. He nipped Ulixes’s other nipple when he felt a broad thumb slide over the tip of his dick and pull the copious fluid down his shaft. He was burning up. He needed it faster and more brutal.
“Rub me hard, Ulixes. I’m on fire. I’ll not break. I need for you to take me. I’ve waited for so long.” He cried out to the ceiling when the grip tightened and the strokes came harder and faster. He was seconds from releasing his seed when Ulixes pulled away and rose from the bed. His eyes were frantic.
“Where is it? I need something to slick me.”
Heaving out gasps of air, Kallon grabbed his own shaft and began a steady stroke so he didn’t lose the shots of fire traveling deliciously up his spine. He pointed to the nightstand. He watched in awe as Ulixes turned and pulled the drawer out. The slab of muscles running along his back were bunching and twisting as he reached inside, pulled out the lube, and swiveled back around. His cock kicked in his hand at the erotic sight of the virile male stalking back over to him.
Reaching forward, Ulixes grabbed his thighs and slid him to the edge of the bed. His eyes were hooded, and he watched intently as Kallon worked his shaft and cupped his tightened balls. His voice was hushed and strained.
“Ah, gods! I love to watch you touch yourself. Yes, run your thumb over the top. Twist it. You’re weeping for me. Yes, pull it hard. That’s it. Work that arm, baby. I want nothing more than to take you into my mouth and suck you dry. Tease me, Kallon. Show me what I’m missing.”
Ulixes’s chest was rising and falling as he continued to watch. The muscles in his abs were hard and bunching, his breath releasing in shallow pants. The male was mesmerizing, beyond virile, and causing his heart to work overtime. Kallon couldn’t stop his breathless words if he wanted to.
“Fuck! Ulixes, you’re so gods damned sexy. I’m not going to last much longer. I want to feel you inside of me. I need you.”
Without looking away, Ulixes growled, uncapped the lube, and squirted a generous amount into his palm. His cock rose hard and straight from his groin. He started at the tip of his shaft and moved in a slow, twisting, up and down pull as he coated the length. His manhood was long, thick, and glistening. The exposed tip was now fully engorged and angry red. It was perfect, and he couldn’t wait to feel it inside his body.
Kallon groaned and shivered when Ulixes reached down, pulled his thighs further apart, and pressed his knees upward to his chest. His voice came gravelly and rough.
“I’m going to take you this way, my love. I want to see your face as I push inside you.”
Nodding vigorously, Kallon released his shaft, clamped on to the top of his knees, and watched in expectation as his mate squirted another dollop of oil across the pads of his fingers. The first brush across his anus brought moans pouring from his throat. The fingers swirled and teased the entrance. One digit slipped in and then withdrew. Over and over this occurred until Kallon was ready to beg for mercy. Two fingers slid in, and he arched his back. When three buried themselves deep and slid across his prostrate, it nearly lifted him from the mattress from the exquisite shots of pleasure.
In and out, back and forth, over and over the fingers stretched and prepared him for his lover. Ulixes was mumbling his approval each time he was able to push further in. Soon, those rumbling, husky words brought his core energy past the surface of his skin as it sought its equal. The scent of his desire was intoxicating.
“Rise to your elbows, Kallon. Watch as I enter you. Share this with me.”
When he was situated, Kallon looked down and groaned as he watched Ulixes notch the glistening, engorged head against his puckered entrance. The ridges and valleys of his abdominals were cast in stark relief within the dim glow of the lamp. When the long muscles running along the side of his hips stretched and contracted in concert to his heavy breaths, he couldn’t help but reach out and run his fingers down the mesmerizing flesh. He was spectacular.
Kallon grunted when the head slid in and moved past the tightest muscles. He strained to keep his thighs separated as Ulixes paused to allow him time to adjust to the thick intrusion. Taking shallow breaths, Kallon relaxed his inner muscles and felt him slide halfway in. Moans filled the air as they enjoyed the sensual feel of their flesh melding together. Ulixes released a guttural moan and panted out his words.
“Damn, baby. You’re tight and gripping me like a vise. I fucking love it. Ah, yes. I feel you vibrating on me. It’s so good. You’re going to kill me. I’ll not last long. You’re too much.”
Clamping on to his thighs, Ulixes began a quick thrust and retreat as he worked his shaft further inside. With each pass over his prostrate, Kallon cried out and begged for more. When he was fully seated, Kallon fell limp to the bed and tried to catch his breath. He was full and stretched to capacity. It was exactly what he wanted.
He was surprised when Ulixes lowered his body gently onto his, slid his arms under his back until he gripped his shoulders, and promptly captured his lips with his own. This time, the kiss was gentle, loving, and sensuous. He took his time learning his mouth as he started a slow push and retreat within his body. For many moments, they enjoyed the sensuous slide of their skin and the erotic sound of their flesh melding together in harmony. His balls drew up tight when Ulixes grabbed the base of his braid and pulled his head back to further enjoy his mouth. Capturing his tongue, he sucked on it and moaned his need. He ran his hands across the hard slab of muscles running along Ulixes’s wide back and reveled in the chills that skittered across the flesh.
Kallon knew the time was drawing near. Ulixes’s scent saturated the room and mingled with his own. A light vanilla with a hint of spices wrapped around his senses, and he gripped Ulixes’s fantastic ass. He felt as if he was lifting from the shell of his body and moving directly into his lover. They both cried out as their energy crashed together and began to knit into a new essence that would stay with them for a lifetime. Kallon shouted to the ceiling.
“Now, Ulixes. Take me hard. Do it, baby. I want you buried deep. I want you to feel how good this is for me. I need it.”
Chapter 28
Ulixes shot up straight, gripped Kallon’s narrow hips, and began a pounding, slapping beat against his ass. Grunting and writhing at the excruciating pleasure of slipping deep inside this extraordinary male, he held on tight and groaned loudly as soon as Kallon gripped his own thick cock and pumped hard against his flesh. His back was arched from the bed, and his gorgeous face was twisted in agonized pleasure with each hard thrust. Up and up the sight ramped his need. The closer he came to orgasm, the more he felt what his lover was experiencing, and it blew his mind.
Ulixes could feel Kallon taking his tunneling cock deep within the hot, moist depths. With each stroke across the hard gland, the strong inner muscles gripped tightly and threated to spill his seed. In the brief encounters of his past, he’d always been the one giving. Now he could understand the intense pleasure of receiving. The dual pleasure steadily knocked his control to almost nothing.
He gasped when beautiful gold, purple, and teal colors swirled around them, locking them within a cocoon of warmth and acceptance. It slipped deep inside and melded with his bones, his flesh, and his soul. He was overwhelmed. Never in his life had he felt so welcome and needed. Tears poured from his eyes at finally realizing the love Kallon held for him. It nearly split his chest wide as he tried to contain it within a heart he’d thought had withered and died. He looked down and watched Kallon’s
mouth open on a silent scream as a dual rush of tingles worked up their spines.
Ulixes struggled to speak to his lover. “Yes, yes. Come for me, Kallon. Let me watch your seed splash across your body. I want you with me. Let it go, baby. Gods! I love you so much.”
Reaching down, he stroked the underside of Kallon’s tight balls, tweaked one nipple, and twisted. Immediately, he felt the blessed relief as cum exploded from their bodies in a violent eruption. He could hear Kallon’s grunts mixing with his upon each spurt of creamy liquid that splashed across his chest and abdomen and slid across his clenched knuckles. He was mesmerized by the sight as he enjoyed his balls emptying inside his mate. Over and over he pounded into the accepting flesh and placed his essence deep inside. He was marking him, owning him, making him his—forever. He lifted his gaze when he heard a garbled version of his name.
Kallon’s eyes were glazed and his skin flushed. His hand pulled one more time against the head of his cock and squeezed the last drops of release onto his belly, and then it moved away to fall limp at his side. He looked lethargic and completely spent. His mouth was moving, but he could barely hear him. Slowly, he withdrew his sated member from the warmth of Kallon’s body and bent low so he could hear the raspy voice.
“Help me…no energy…I can’t…” He immediately rolled to his side and curled into a fetal position. His breathing increased into labored pants, and he was having a hard time swallowing. Recognition hit. He’d heard other males speaking of the final mating step and how it could decimate an Insedi. The Occasio, now the full mate, would care for the male as he recovered. This was the most vulnerable time for Kallon right now. A rush of protectiveness flew through his senses, and he immediately pulled the comforter over Kallon’s shivering body and whispered softly to him.
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