Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
For Aksel, it was more. He didn’t want just Lucien’s body. He wanted his heart. He wanted to crawl under his skin and never, ever get out. He wanted everything. He wanted forever. He knew he could never have it.
But no matter what his rational side said, his body rebelled. He couldn’t stop his body from reacting when Lucien was flaunting his perfect tits and smelled so enticing, his scent rich with arousal and want. Aksel couldn’t curb his desire when he could fucking smell the slick running down Lucien’s thighs every time their eyes met.
That was how they ended up fooling around all over the house. Aksel couldn’t keep his hands—and his mouth—off him. Hell, he could barely keep his cock out of Lucien, clinging to the remnants of his self-control with everything he had. It was hard, pun intended, when all he wanted was to shove Lucien under him and rut into him like a beast. He actually wanted to literally fuck him like a beast, too. He was struggling to control the animal wants that raised their ugly heads whenever Lucien was around.
Aksel had always scoffed when he heard the salacious gossip that Xeus alphas were little better than beasts and liked fucking in their natural forms—or as close to their natural forms as they could get without revolting their partners. He’d always hated that rumor. He might be part beast, but he could fuck like a man, thank you very much.
But with Lucien... his control over his beast seemed nonexistent. When he was around an aroused Lucien, his jaw ached with the itch to shift and his claws threatened to come out. Partial transformation wasn’t unheard of for a Xeus alpha outside of a full moon, but Aksel was normally much better at controlling that side of himself.
Except around Lucien, he could barely resist the urge to shift into his beastly form. And unlike most Xeus alphas’ forms, Aksel’s wasn’t a sight for the faint-hearted. Most Xeus alphas could only pop out their claws outside the full moon, but Aksel had always been closer to his beast than most. He was the odd one out even among Xeus alphas: he could transform even his face into that of a Xeus.
Every time he was with Lucien, Aksel was painfully aware of the beast trying to get out from under his skin, his jaw aching with the strain of keeping the transformation from happening. Lucien was skittish enough as it was; he didn’t need the trauma of Aksel transforming into an aroused monster while he was on top of him.
Unfortunately, controlling the beast wasn’t always possible. He wanted Lucien too much.
He was scared he would eventually slip.
He feared it was only a matter of time.
Chapter Ten
Lucien knew what they were doing was wrong. Utterly shameless and filthy.
But God. God.
He whimpered, spreading his legs wider to accommodate Aksel’s head between them. Aksel hummed in approval, his tongue pushing even deeper. Lucien bit his own hand, gripping the edge of the stone bench with the other. God, they needed to stop, anyone might come across them here. They weren’t far from the house, and it was broad daylight! Dinner would be served soon. What if the maids looked for them and saw them? They needed to stop. They needed—
One of Aksel’s hands snaked up Lucien’s body and squeezed his breast.
Lucien let out a long moan, grabbing Aksel’s hair, his hips involuntarily moving forward, trying to get that tongue even deeper. God, he was sloppy wet, his cock leaking precome and his hole leaking slick all over Aksel’s marvelous, talented tongue. But as always lately, Lucien couldn’t help wanting more. Something more solid. Something thicker. Something that could reach him deeper.
The image of Aksel’s thick, veiny cock flashed through his mind, and Lucien whined, wanting. He didn’t care anymore how wrong and inadvisable it was. He wanted it. He wanted to be filled up. To quench the thirst inside of him.
“Darling,” he murmured breathlessly. “Do you want to put it in?”
Aksel went still, his body suddenly rigid with tension. “Put it in?” he said hoarsely, lifting his intense, feverish eyes to him. “My cock?”
“Yes,” Lucien said, his face warming. What if... What if Aksel didn’t want to do it? Even though rationally Lucien had known that they shouldn’t go all the way, he’d been expecting Aksel to push for it for weeks, but Aksel hadn’t even attempted to.
Maybe he didn’t want to.
What if he was repelled by the idea of putting his cock where—
Lucien squashed the insecure thought down. Aksel wasn’t like that. He wasn’t. Or he wouldn’t put his mouth there, either.
“Forget it,” Lucien said awkwardly, suppressing the urge to avert his gaze when Aksel just continued looking at him in that strange way.
Aksel’s hands on his hips tightened. “Do you want it?”