Ewan glared at them. “What do you want now?” Looking unkempt, he sat in his pajamas. The hair he’d hacked off when Elizabeth died had grown out some, but it was uncombed and knotted now. Ewan was no longer even trying to care for himself.
“We married today, Senka. We hoped we’d see you at the wedding or the party, but I guess you weren’t feeling up to it?” Shiloh hated what his father did to him, but the man was still his father; he wanted to redevelop some kind of decent relationship with him.
“You say you married today, but you didn’t invite me?” Ewan demanded. “Didn’t ask my permission?”
Shiloh flinched back and Killian tucked him close protectively. He spoke up. “I brought you the invitation myself, Ewan. And Shiloh is Artris. He doesn’t need your permission.”
Ewan glared at them both. “You here to kick me out of my house, then?”
Shiloh sighed. His father was getting worse. The Tii-su had finally diagnosed his father with a paranoid psychosis; one they believed would worsen, although there was no telling when it would happen. They considered placing him in the Asylum on the Island, but no one wanted to do that until absolutely necessary. For whatever reason, he felt safest in the House on the Island and as long as he felt safe, he remained calm—if decidedly cranky—and no threat to anyone, or himself. The Tii-su kept a close eye on him, and Shiloh arranged for food and amenities to be taken to him. Shiloh had also hired two young Nameless males to live in Zahirris House to look after Ewan and keep him company. To everyone’s surprise, Ewan had accepted the young males into the household easily. “No, Senka, this is your home and I’m not going to kick you out of it. We just thought you might like to hear about the wedding. “
“Then go away.” Ewan folded his arms across his chest.
Shiloh nodded and turned away, Killian following closely. Once they were out of sight, Killian pulled Shiloh into his arms and held him as tears fell down Shiloh’s face. They weren’t the heartbroken tears of months ago, just the softer tears of continued hurt, but Killian still hated to see his Sprite cry.
I’m sorry, Sprite. I’d hoped this would be a sort of good day for him.
I just wish it would stop hurting.
He’s your father, love. It doesn’t matter what kind of asshole he’s been, you still love him. It’s not your fault he’s like this. Hell, it’s not even his fault. Remember what the Tii-su said, that your mother’s death injured his mind and the wound became the psychosis that drives his behavior now. All you can do is make sure he’s safe, comfortable, and taken care of; which you do admirably. He held his husband until he felt Shiloh relax, and then kissed him again. He felt Shiloh’s resolve to enjoy his wedding day and not let even Ewan mar it. He took his husband’s hand as they continued on their way home. Let’s go home and play.
Play? Play what? Chess? I thought we were going home to make love.
Does this mean my Sprite is going to drag me off and have his wicked way with me?
Only if you promise to have your wicked way with me. Shiloh leered at Killian. I want you to fuck me into the mattress. He took off running as they drew close to the house.
With a laugh, Killian chased him, following him into their house and locking the door behind him. He was stunned when Shiloh began stripping even as he made his way up the stairs.
With a sultry look, Shiloh glanced over his shoulder at Killian. “You coming?”
Killian’s heart stuttered as he watched Shiloh and followed him, undressing as he went. By the time they got to their bedroom, they were both naked. Killian pulled Shiloh into his arms, kissing him hungrily. I want you, Sprite.
Take me, Killian. Please take me. Shiloh gasped as Killian nipped his throat, sucking the bite hard and leaving a small, livid bruise.
Killian looked at the mark and felt satisfied by it, as if he wanted everyone to know they couldn’t touch Shiloh. He hadn’t realized he was so possessive. How did they miss learning this already?
Shiloh chuckled. Because we were trying to be discreet. By all means, mark me anywhere you want.
Really? You don’t mind? Killian’s cock hardened further as he pictured Shiloh with love bites all over.
Shiloh pressed himself closer. Killian shivered at the feel of that thick cock leaking on his skin. I liked that one. Let’s see if I like more. I want to mark you, too, though.
Oh please, now. Killian pulled at Shiloh, as if he could bring Shiloh into his skin. He groaned, heat flashing through his body when Shiloh latched onto his throat, sucking up his own mark. He felt Shiloh’s satisfaction. I think we’re both going to spend the rest of our lives covered in love bites, Sprite.
I can enjoy that. Shiloh smoothed a hand down Killian’s spine. They moved slowly towards the bed, then fell over on it, laughing as they rolled around. They touched each other everywhere, kissing and leaving small bites all over. And they shared the pleasure they felt between them, loving being able to feel the other’s emotions. They laughed as they observed how hot it was to be able to talk and not have to stop kissing, biting, or sucking.
“Please, Killian, more.” Shiloh arched underneath Killian, gasping as Killian latched onto a nipple again, pulling gently on the delicate gold ring that decorated it. Shiloh had gotten them done a few weeks ago as a surprise for Killian. The way Killian attacked his nipples, laving each one hungrily, flicking the delicate hoops, Shiloh had to believe Killian liked his surprise. He knew he liked Killian’s response to them. He ran his hands over as much of Killian’s back as he could reach, trailing fingers through Killian’s loose hair as it fell around them, feeling like silk on his skin.
“I love these, Sprite. Love that you pierced these hard little nipples for me,” Killian breathed against Shiloh’s skin. His jaw had dropped when he’d realized Shiloh had gotten his nipples pierced. It was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen. He bit gently, knowing Shiloh seemed to be even more sensitive than before. Shiloh arched and cried out, and Killian chuckled before moving downward. He licked Shiloh’s hard, leaking cock, wanting to hear his Sprite beg. Killian showed Shiloh what he intended to do through their bondlink, loving the way Shiloh’s body tightened and then shuddered under him in reaction.
“Yes, please, Killian, don’t tease…” Shiloh’s begged, his hips moving restlessly. Impatient, Shiloh grabbed Killian’s hair, dragging his husband up to him, kissing him fiercely, then looking him in the eyes. “Fuck me now, Killian, play later,” he demanded, as he tilted his hips up into Killian’s hard cock, their erections rubbing against each other. They both moaned at how good it felt. Fuck me with this thick prick, husband mine.
Killian lost it. He scrambled to find the lube, laughing as Shiloh grabbed his hand and gave him the bottle. Shiloh brought his legs up, opening himself up to his husband’s touch, fire licking at his nerves as he thought about Killian being inside him, finally. Killian’s hands shook as he lubed his fingers, then rimmed Shiloh’s hole with more.
Up on your hands and knees, Sprite.
Shiloh met his eyes and shook his head. No, I want to see you.
I don’t want to hurt you, Shiloh, it’s supposed to be easiest the first time on hands and knees. They had waited so long for this and Killian didn’t want anything to mar it.
Shiloh drew him back to him, kissing him tenderly. It’s you, Killian, it’ll be perfect. I want to see you as you sink that huge cock into me. He lifted his hips, seeking more pressure from the slick fingers teasing his hole.
Killian gave it to him, sliding one finger in, closing his eyes as the heat of Shiloh’s body seared an imprint on Killian’s mind. He opened them again to watch Shiloh closely, watching and feeling for any discomfort.
More, Killian, please. Feels so good.
Yes, you do feel good, so hot and tight. Killian slowly sank a second finger into Shiloh, leaning down to lick the leaking cock lying on Shiloh’s belly, fondling his balls. Shiloh’s hips moved more as he got used to two fingers, liking the slight burn and loving the sheer pleasure of
the invasion. Killian finally gave him a third, gently stretching Shiloh, wanting to make sure Shiloh wouldn’t be hurt by him.
You won’t hurt me. Your fingers feel so good, Killian.
Yeah? What do you think of this? Killian twisted his fingers up, searching. He laughed when he felt the small gland and pressed, making Shiloh cry out. Good thing they were alone in the house, that cry would have woken everyone.
Shiloh didn’t bother trying to talk. He just tried to remember how to breathe. Fuckfuckfuck. Do that again, Killian.
Killian obeyed, pressing gently as he thrust his fingers in that tight pink hole, watching Shiloh twist and shove himself down further. Killian found it hard to breathe as he watched Shiloh, and his balls drew up more as he watched his fingers sink easily into Shiloh’s entrance. Shiloh cried out again, his hair fanned out on their pillows, head thrashing; Deity, his husband was so beautiful in his abandon, he held nothing back on any level.
Now, Killian, please, I want you inside me before I come.
Yes, Deity, yes. Slicking his cock, Killian made sure it was good and slippery. Then he pressed himself to Shiloh’s hole, slowly, gritting his teeth as he struggled to give Shiloh the time he needed to adjust. He could feel it from both points of view, the heat and tight pressure of Shiloh’s body, the burning pressure and pleasure of a thick cock driving slowly into him. Killian didn’t bother trying to sort it out. He just kept on filling his lover, his husband. Finally, he was balls deep, both of them sighing in pleasure.
It’s like home. They chuckled a little as they realized they had the same thought. The movement sent pleasure fracturing through their bodies.
Neither one moved for a minute; they just kissed tenderly, sinking deeper into each other’s minds. Eventually, Killian gave in to the urge to move, thrusting slowly at first, then faster and harder as Shiloh demanded more, his hands holding him close and his body rising to meet Killian’s thrusts. Shiloh made the most arousing, sweetest cries as Killian thrust harder and harder, pegging his gland repeatedly.
MoremoremoremorenowharderohDeitymore.
Killian gave them what they both wanted, thrusting hard and fast. Touch yourself, Sprite, I want to see you come for me. Shiloh began to stroke himself, as he stared into Killian’s eyes. Killian felt Shiloh’s body tighten as cum spurted out of Shiloh’s cock, Shiloh screaming as he came. Killian stared at Shiloh, loving the sight of his Sprite’s ecstasy. He thrust once more, sinking as far into his husband as he could get, and let everything go. Oh, Shiloh, you’re beautiful, he thought as he came, stars exploding behind his eyes.
Not as beautiful as you, Killian.
Killian collapsed, loving the way Shiloh’s arms wrapped tightly around him, like he didn’t want to let Killian go.
I don’t want to let you go. I want you to just stay right here inside me.
Oh, man, I wish, Killian answered with a laugh, sleep licking at the edges of his mind; he could feel Shiloh was sleepy, too. But he didn’t try to move. Neither of them even cared about the stickiness of Shiloh’s cum between them. You are so worth the wait, Sprite. I love you.
I love you, too. You are worth everything.
Killian managed to stay inside Shiloh as he rolled them over so he didn’t crush Shiloh. He loved the boneless way Shiloh draped over him, his hair falling softly around them. Killian wrapped some of it in his hand as he held Shiloh closer.
They fell asleep, smiling, content, needing nothing but each other.
Chapter 25
With Lucretia’s help, Killian and Shiloh spent ten days exploring the States. Hand in hand, they walked around both trails at Devil’s Tower, marveling at the columns of the monolith and laughing quietly as they spent half an hour watching a woodchuck scampering about. They even took video of the woodchuck with their phones, but the video didn’t turn out well, much to their amusement. They spent a day in Yellowstone, marveling at the size of the herds of buffalo and elk, and even spotted some wolves. The tourist thing was done through Mount Rushmore, including stopping at something called the Cosmos Mystery Area. It had been a lot of fun, and they had a ton of strange looking pictures from that little stop. Fascinated by the goldstone jewelry they found at both Rushmore and Devil’s Tower, they bought some for themselves, Araminta, Jaden, and Jimmy.
They went whale watching in California and wandered through the French Quarter in New Orleans. They thought about exploring Las Vegas, but decided to do that when they were both over twenty-one so they wouldn’t be restricted in the places they could go. That discussion had also included a dissection of the humans’ odd, and utterly inconsistent, notions of when adulthood began. Just for fun, they went shopping on Rodeo Drive, although they didn’t buy much. They found a place in San Francisco where they could have dinner and go dancing. It didn’t take them long to find they loved dancing together, and they didn’t leave the floor until they were ready to go to their hotel. Even Niagara Falls made the list.
While their days were spent being tourists, they spent their nights exploring each other thoroughly. Their second night together, Shiloh topped Killian with explosive results. After that, they took turns topping, both of them loving how they made each other feel. As they explored each other’s bodies, they further ventured into each other’s minds, their bondlink growing deeper.
After their ten days alone, during which Shiloh blossomed back into his usual happy, bubbly self, they began the yearly inspections. Everything went well and the few issues needing their attention were mostly due to the continued resentment of Gaili and Orlie toward Shiloh over the Council’s decision.
By the time they were done with their inspections, it was time for the quarterly Council meeting, Shiloh’s first real one. He was nervous, but things went well. What surprised Shiloh the most was the fact that several women approached him about being his surrogate, since as Artris, he was required to provide an heir. A few had been quite blunt about it, and there were one or two Shiloh and Killian both suspected were only offering because they thought they would be able to exert some control over the Zahirris clan as the mother of the heir. These women were rejected outright by both of them.
Amaliji, Lady Rosetai, contacted both of them about Nikita’s interest in both Jimmy and Jaden. While they made it clear that Jimmy’s developmental age was roughly on par with Jaden’s chronological age, they agreed to foster a friendship between the three as long as Nikita did not court them until they were both older.
When questioned about Jaden, given Jaden’s age and decidedly still childlike body, Nikita had shrugged, stating he knew Jimmy and Jaden were a package deal. It hadn’t taken him long to realize he would get nowhere with Jimmy if he didn’t accept Jaden. He liked the look of Jimmy and then quickly realized that Jaden was mentally attractive just as much as Jimmy was. When he found out Jaden was younger than he’d thought, he knew he’d have to wait longer to be able to court them. As in his opinion, becoming friends was the first part of courting, so he was willing to wait for anything else.
Reassured, Nikita and his mother were invited for a short visit. Jaden and Jimmy were a little standoffish at first, but the three quickly became good friends. One of the older women at Morgaine House observed them one day and poked Shiloh in the ribs, telling him that he and Killian would have lots of babies to spoil out of those three. When Shiloh mentioned it to Sherry and Keith, they both grinned and told him they’d better start planning the wedding because the elder woman was the local matchmaker and her instincts had never been wrong.
Killian went back to his estate decidedly unhappy about being separated from Shiloh, but comforted himself with touching his husband several times through the day, being touched in return, and by reminding himself that five years wasn’t so long compared to the decades they’d have together. They called each other frequently and even wrote letters to each other, something tangible they could hold when the loneliness became especially bad.
Since things were going so well with Morgaine House, now that Anan was
no longer an issue, they’d arranged face-to-face visits every two months, alternating who traveled. In the meantime, they counted the days and worked their asses off so that when they did go to visit each other, they could spend as much time together as possible.
Chapter 26
Two Months Later
When Shiloh finally arrived, Killian immediately dragged his husband upstairs to their bedroom, not caring about the fact it was still early morning. After all, they didn’t have to worry about kids underfoot because they had the house to themselves. Araminta had begun her mentorship, and Jimmy and Jaden were visiting Lady Masrei again.
“I missed you, Sprite,” Killian whispered, shutting the bedroom door and locking it before he kissed Shiloh hungrily. Shiloh’s hands were everywhere as he pressed himself into Killian’s arms.
“I missed you too, love.” Shiloh tugged at Killian’s shirt. “Get naked, now. I want in you.”
Killian shivered at those words. Oh yeah, Shiloh’s thick hard cock inside him sounded like heaven. He couldn’t get undressed soon enough. He watched, laughing as Shiloh hurriedly got out of his own clothes. Once they were down to skin, they fell back on the bed and kissed each other like starving animals. They licked and bit, leaving livid marks everywhere.
“Oh, this isn’t going to be long, Killian,” Shiloh gasped as they came up for air.
“Good, because I need you in me, now.” Killian rolled them so he was on the bottom, spreading his legs and pulling them up to his chest. “Fuck me now, foreplay later.”
“You got it, baby.” Shiloh reached into the nightstand and grabbed the lube he knew lived there now. Quickly slicking his fingers, he began to push them into Killian’s hole, gently but quickly stretching him until three of them were inside and Killian was pushing down on them, begging for more.
Shiloh finally began to push his cock into Killian. Both of them sighed.
This is perfect, Killian thought. When Shiloh was balls deep, Killian wrapped his legs around Shiloh’s waist and his arms around Shiloh’s shoulders, holding him close. This is where I need you, Sprite, in my arms.
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