Page 8 of Tethered Thrones

“Leave us be,” I ordered but Clem had long stopped taking anyone's orders other than Bracken's occasional barks.

“Sun acts so tough, doesn't he? But he is soft inside, you will see. He will love you too.”

With that, Clem turned on his heels and then fluttered back through the dim hallway, beaming.

He left me standing there, all four hands gripping the open door, staring after him, my heart in my throat.

Suncouldn'tlove me. That wasn't what I wanted.

Yet my body felt strange. My fingers trembled when I finally shut the door, and my heart was racing.

Turning back around, I found that Sun was still fast asleep, his face toward me, his dark brows relaxed, and his lips parted. Those lips... he would do anything with them.

He would stretch them around Bracken or Kiar without a second thought. He would even take Clem's mothian cock between them and drink his nectar.

And yet, he wouldn't so much as touch me. Not like that. He would ride my back but that was out of necessity.

It wasn't fair.

I was as much a part of this group as anyone. None of them would even be here if not for the fact that I had been targeted.

I deserved the fun that the others partook in and... since when had I needed permission to get what I wanted?

It was Clem's words affecting me, making me feel something I had been trying to suppress since leaving that mountain.

Sun should want me on his own. I shouldn't,wouldn't, beg for him. I wouldn't even ask. It was beneath me.

But maybe I could convince him without words.

Swallowing, I lowered myself at his side, watching him closely. He must trust me to sleep so deeply in my presence. When one of my hands touched his wrist, he only sighed.

For a moment, I was unsure what I planned to do before my webbing shot out. I wrapped it carefully around his wrist, then took his other, tying them close together.

Then, a near frenzy over taking me, I shot more out, wrapping his legs at the knees and ankles.

Seeing him lying there, wrapped in my thin white ropes, a feeling like peace washed over me. This was how it was supposed to be. I was just as much spider as I was man and I needed my meals wrapped up tight, like a present. Especially the particularly delicious ones.

My body shook with the desire to keep going, to string him from the ceiling and tie him up in such a way that only the most intimate parts of him were exposed, the rest of him held still while I used him until we were both screaming with pleasure.

But that was too much. Sun wouldn't like it. I wanted more but, how much would he allow? How much would he give me if he were to wake right now? Had I already done enough to make him dismiss me with a mocking laugh and a line about how heknewI wanted him.

I nearly untied him at the infuriating thought, but I couldn't. Not now.

My long, black cock was hard, stretched between us as proof. Sun did something to me. Something deep and tied to more than his human body.

I had seen it with the others, how they fell victim to him one by one. Now I knew I was following suite, and I couldn’t even bring myself to care.

Slowly, as silently as Clem, I crawled over him, placing his legs beneath my underbody as I lowered myself.

He stirred as my weight held his legs down, but still did not wake.

When I pushed my cock down, allowing it to nestle into the silky black fabric he wore, I shuddered.

Sun's thighs and stomach were warm and welcoming and his cock, soft first, quickly hardened against my own.

He shifted, moving to free his body from my weight, letting out a deep sigh as his cock dragged against my own.

I had probably gone too far now, but I could not back down. If I showed him even subconsciously how good I could feel against him, perhaps everything would change. Perhaps, he would want me.