On Your Knees, Prospect (Kings of Hell MC 3)

“Nao said that?” Beast asked, and Laurent could hear the teasing in his voice. He put down the plug and took off Laurent’s shirt.

“Don’t laugh at me. Who was I to ask? Knight? He would mock me to no end and suggest I buy something preposterous.”

Beast grinned and licked his way along Laurent’s throat, caressing his chest by rubbing it in soothing circles. “He would have. If anything, just to freak me out.”

Laurent ran his hand up Beast’s arm, so different in the black suit jacket. “My thoughts exactly. It would have all been a joke to him, whereas what I wish is to explore new things with you, even if we end up liking none of the items.” He curled his toes and exposed his throat to kisses. There was something so immensely relaxing about sex with Beast, even now with the prospect of experimentation. He was so big, so strong, and seemed to know how to do things Laurent hadn’t even imagined before.

The metallic clang was like a brush against Laurent’s heated skin. Beast must have picked up the handcuffs, and the anticipation was already rubbing its way into Laurent’s flesh. He only felt them briefly—one of the cuffs tapping against the small of Laurent’s back before Beast gently guided both Laurent’s arms back.

“Look at me,” he whispered when the cuff slid down Laurent’s forearm, toward his wrist.

The atmosphere changed, and when Laurent looked up into Beast’s blue eyes, a wave of tenderness washed over him. He would give his life for the man in front of him. There was no fear or anxiety about the cuffs closing around Laurent’s wrists. He was excited to give himself up to Beast’s hands and lips.

Laurent wouldn’t even blink, too caught up in Beast’s request. Even though Beast wasn’t classically handsome, Laurent wouldn’t change a thing in him. From his sheer size, the muscular arms, to the ink that covered Beast’s skin like a story, Laurent’s man was unique, one in billions of people.

When the cuffs were both in place, he tried to pull his hands apart, but the metal held his wrists securely close. Beast grabbed Laurent around the waist and rolled him to lie on the mattress. “Do I understand correctly that I can pick and choose which one I want to try?” he asked, pointing at the set while opening Laurent’s pants with one hand.

Laurent’s breath hitched, but he nodded, still adjusting to giving someone so much power over him. Then again, with Beast’s strength, he always had power over Laurent. Always picked him up with so much ease, and never seemed to tire with it.

“Y-yes. All are acceptable.” Excitement already streamed down Laurent’s body, but seeing Beast’s big hands at the zipper of Laurent’s pants made it all the more real.

Beast flashed him a wide smile and tugged on Laurent’s pants, pulling them all the way down. He didn’t make a fuss about the socks and underwear and removed them fast before stretching his fully clothed body over Laurent’s naked one.

Lying on his back, with his hands forced back, Laurent felt both vulnerable and safe—because he was with Beast, the man he could completely trust with his body and soul.

He inhaled deep gulps of Beast’s natural scent, because the cologne had worn off long ago. “I’m at your mercy now.” He dared a weak smile, somehow shy as if they hadn’t done this so many times before. Maybe because they hadn’t. Maybe because this was so different. “Do you like that?” He dared nudge Beast with his knee, increasingly excited by the position he was in. Beast in a suit, still wearing his tie, while Laurent was naked and available to his man in any way he pleased.

Beast’s lids fluttered, and he rocked his groin against Laurent’s knee. The dress pants were pleasantly smooth and yet prevented Beast from freely touching Laurent’s skin.

“I like everything about you,” he said softly, and then rolled Laurent over as if he weighed nothing.

Laurent gasped when his face hit the pillow. His hair scattered, making it impossible to see more than a glimpse of Beast, but it was the new position that made his breath hitch. His bare buttocks were now exposed for Beast’s enjoyment, and even though this wouldn’t be the first time for Laurent to lie on his stomach like this for Beast, the cuffs made all the difference. He hadn’t thought they would change much, yet their hold made Laurent feel like an offering to his man, and he rather liked that.

He bit his lip and raised his ass, but then Beast pushed open Laurent’s thighs and made him fall flat on the mattress again. With his knees firmly pressed against the inner sides of Laurent’s legs, Beast lowered his body over him, rocking his clothed hips against Laurent’s bare ass. The silk tie slid over Laurent’s back and pooled between his shoulder blades when Beast nuzzled the back of his neck.