Page 9 of Tethered Thrones
I reached out, webbing slipping through my fingers. I used his robe to clasp my cock down against his, then pinned it onto the thin mattress on either side of his hips.
One thrust against his sweet cock, so much smaller than mine, I had to bite back a moan, fangs digging through my lip.
With the next thrust, Sun gasped softly, lifting his hips against the bindings, crushing our lengths together.
He moaned, a ragged sound that was finally enough to wake him with a start.
For a second, he thrashed, as though under attack.
Without thinking, I shot more webbing out, catching his bound wrists and pinning them up above his head.
Sun gasped, his gaze flying to mine.
For a moment, he was frozen, eyes fixed on mine. Then he looked down, saw my cock tied to his and his entire body sagged with relief.
A breathy chuckle burst from his lips, and I had no idea how I should react.
“Oh,Hadi,” he sighed. “What do you think you are doing to me while I sleep?”
My jaw clamped shut, keeping any instinct to make excuses or get defensive to myself. He could see exactly what I was doing.
“Well,” he said after a minute of silence, “carry on or get off of me.”
My jaw nearly dropped, and amusement filled Sun's gaze almostplayfully.
“What? Did you think I would be mad? Is that what you wanted?” He chuckled. “I've been tied to your kind for some timenow. If I can handle Bracken, I can handle this. Finish what you started.”
The invitation was more than I had expected but I wouldn't question it or give him enough time to change his mind.
With renewed vigor, I started to thrust, all control leaving me with the realization that Sun actually wanted this. He knew it was me, he knew exactly what was happening and he'd told me to finish.
He gasped, thrusting up, fighting against the webbing, but not really, not to get free, just tofeelthem. Then, his head fell back, eyes squeezing shut and through only the thin layer of silk between us, I felt his cock jerk and empty.
My thrusts lost all momentum as the wet heat of his cum soaked against my length and I groaned.
“Not on my clothes,” Sun moaned, but I ignored him because he did not know about my kind. Besides, I couldn't stop myself from jerking and finishing with a cry, my cock spraying all over his chest, the white sticky, web-like substance that held my seed.
He cursed, still panting.
“My clothes are already dirty enough,” he muttered.
“I will send Clem to wash them,” I promised, regretfully extracting myself from the binding that held us together. “But I did not make them any worse.”
While he watched, I reached down and pulled my cum from the front of his robe. It came off easily, just like my web when I reached for it next, releasing him.
Balling the material, I threw it to the corner of the room.
Unsure what to say next, I glanced over at Sun and a soft smile touched my lips.
His eyes were closed again.
And a tenderness I had never felt washed through me.
“Sleep now, Sun,” I whispered. “I will keep you safe.”
He let out a soft sigh.
“Thank you, Hadi...”