Salvation (The Protectors 2)

I let my hands settle on his thighs as we kissed and I could tell when he felt my erection press up against him because he gasped against my mouth. I stroked up and down his thighs a few times before I reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it off of him, forcing him to release the position he’d been holding his hands in. But instead of reaching for me as soon as the shirt was off, he put his wrists back together.

As much as I wanted to take the belt and throw it across the room, I knew I wouldn’t be able to because I could feel the fear building inside me as Seth returned every one of my kisses. When I reached for the belt, Seth didn’t stiffen or change his posture in any way and I saw nothing but trust in his gaze as he looked down at me. I settled my arm around his lower back to support him as I stood and shifted our positions so that I could lay him flat on the bed. I straddled his hips and didn’t miss his startled gasp as he realized I was naked. His eyes shifted to my cock which was already heavy with need and he actually licked his lips. I bit back a moan and forced my attention on wrapping the belt around his wrists. The move got his focus back on my face but he was watching me with anticipation.

I did one loop around his joined wrists with the belt before lifting his arms above his head and putting the end of the belt through the iron rungs of the headboard. The belt was long enough that I could wrap it once more around Seth’s wrists before securing the end into the buckle. I made sure the belt was tight enough to hold him but not tight enough to hurt him in any way. Knowing he was at my complete and total mercy had my cock tightening to epic proportions, but I managed to control myself as I dropped myself down on him and sealed my mouth over his. We were both breathless by the time I finally released his lips.

“You can stop this any time with one word, no matter what,” I said firmly.

“I know,” he said and then he smiled and I felt my heart constrict painfully. A surge of doubt went through me but then he kissed me, his tongue tentatively searching mine out and I knew I was too much of a bastard to not take what he was offering.

I broke the kiss and skimmed my lips along his jaw before trailing them down his throat. He was panting with anticipation long before I even reached his chest and when I bit gently down on one of his nipples, I heard a whoosh of air leave his lips. There was a slight shift in the headboard as I turned my focus on his other nipple, but when I looked up to check on Seth, all I saw was him watching me with rapt attention. I couldn’t resist stealing another lusty kiss from his lips before sitting up so I could examine his body the way I’d always longed to…with my fingers, my eyes, my mouth.

I hadn’t missed the scars on his body, but I kept my exploration of the old wounds brief since I didn’t want to make him self-conscious. There were multiple scars on his chest and sides that I knew were from when his attackers had stabbed him and left him for dead – that much Trace had shared with me when he’d told me about the attack on Seth and his parents. But as hard as those scars were to look at, it was the long, narrow scars running across the length of his abdomen that almost bothered me more because I knew what each drag of the knife would have felt like for Seth as he was tortured to try and force his father to talk. The wounds wouldn’t have been deep, but the terror Seth must have been feeling would have left far deeper scars on his psyche…scars like mine.

“I’m okay,” Seth whispered and I lifted my eyes to see him watching me with quiet strength. It was then that I realized I’d failed in my intent not to give the stretches of raised flesh too much attention. At some point, I’d even started fingering one of the scars on his stomach. I nodded and then took my time removing his sweats so I could drink my fill of the rest of him, including his weeping cock that lay nestled thick and full in a thatch of wiry, blond hair.

I leaned over Seth and settled my weight back down on him as I kissed him again. It took just minutes to get him squirming and bucking beneath me and then I focused on bringing him the pleasure I so desperately needed to give him. But as much as I wanted to sink into his warm, welcoming body, I knew this would be my only chance to consume every part of Seth that I could, so I took my time with my sensual torture. He kept repeating my name over and over as I licked and nipped my way down his body, but he changed over to flat out begging as soon as I bypassed his weeping cock in favor of worshiping the rest of him. To my surprise, his feet turned out to be an erogenous zone that I had no problem exploiting to keep him near the edge.