Page 40 of Silver & Gold
Seth nipped his neck. “Inside you?”
“Gods, yes—please.” Raider pushed back against him, straining. “I don’t want anything inside me but you. I need it. I need …”
“What, baby?” Seth nibbled at his ear, keeping his dominant, possessive hold, reassuring him that whatever he needed, Seth would give him.
Raider breathed, “To scream.”
For a second, Seth’s mind tripped over that. When he saw that in relation to himself, as the one making Raider scream, he didn’t like it. But it wasn’t about hurting Raider. It was about making a safe space for him to release what he needed to release. That was something Seth understood, something Seth could give him. Seth liked giving that to him. It was release for him too—a safe space for him too. Seth had never had that before.
With Raider, only with Raider, could Seth allow himself to experience every part of his own nature. And every time they started something like this, Seth’s fears of losing control drifted away. He felt calm. Intense and aggressive, yes … but calm. He felt centered. He felt like he knew exactly what to do.
Seth splayed one hand over Raider’s contracting belly and slid his other up to Raider’s throat, where he massaged and squeezed. Raider shivered and gasped and yielded, no longer straining.
“Untie your drawstring,” Seth ordered.
When Raider had complied, Seth slid his hand down Raider’s abdomen and inside his pants. He wrapped his hand around Raider’s bare cock and stroked the swollen length. Raider’s moans vibrated against Seth’s other hand at his throat.
“This is mine now,” Seth rasped in Raider’s ear. “You’ll touch it when I say. You’ll come when I say. You’re done fighting for the night. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” The word was a breath of relief.
“Good.” Seth kept stroking Raider’s cock as he nuzzled behind his ear. “You’re about to get fucked really hard”—Raider moaned and pressed into Seth’s stroking hand—“so tell me your safe word in case you need a break.”
“I won’t need—”
Seth delivered a hard bite to his neck then licked the spot. “It’s non-negotiable.”
“Silver,” Raider said, choosing the same word he’d chosen before and, gods, did Seth understand that now. And if he heard that word? It would stop him cold.
“Okay, baby. We’re getting up.”
Seth released Raider’s legs and cock and throat, but he kept his hands on Raider as they got to their feet. Raider needed touch. Always, but especially now.
Seth tugged off Raider’s vest. His pants, already untied, slipped easily off his ass but caught on the stiff rod of his cock. Seth edged partway around Raider so he could watch his own hand draw the material away.
He sucked in a breath at the sight of the Raider’s stiff shaft and flushed, flaring tip. Precum beaded at his slit. Seth swiped his thumb over it, eliciting a soft cry, and brought his thumb to his tongue, tasting the salty-sweet essence of Raider’s arousal.
“Mmm,” Seth hummed in pleasure as he went back to stroking. Gods, he loved touching this man.
Raider’s hands fisted at his sides. He wanted to touch Seth.
Releasing Raider’s cock, Seth ordered, “Take off my vest.”
Raider turned and raised shaky hands to the buckles. Seth used the time to study him. Raider was present, fully present, and he was, as always, so damn beautiful. Even angled down, Raider’s face was absolutely gorgeous, the way its planes and angles caught the light. He had such prominent cheekbones and hollow cheeks, such sensual lips. Those lips were parted now, little puffs of air escaping them.
When Seth’s vest was open, Raider glided his hands over Seth’s abdomen and chest. Seth bit his lip as Raider’s hands brushed the tight, sensitive nubs of his nipples.
Seth took Raider’s jaw in both hands. Lifting his face, Seth crushed their lips together. Raider came alive at the kiss, returning it hungrily, his whole body curving toward Seth.
Seth said against Raider’s lips, “Go get the oil from my pack.” When Raider didn’t obey, Seth lightly slapped his ass. “Do what I say.”
Raider’s body convulsed slightly. He made a needful sound. He clutched at Seth’s open vest, still refusing.
Seth growled at the defiance. He grabbed Raider, pulling him in tight, and slapped his ass again, harder this time. Face crushed against Seth’s throat, Raider shuddered. Seth smoothed his hand over Raider’s ass cheek, then slapped him again. Crying out, Raider ground his bare cock against the hard ridge of Seth’s covered erection.
Massaging Raider’s ass, Seth asked, “Are you ready to do what I said?”
Raider’s face pressed into Seth’s throat. His fingers clenched. Seth slid his hand along the crack of Raider’s ass and prodded his hole. Raider gasped.