I loved this chapter.
Anikira wondered at which point Vade would realize that Bade had married into a lusty, passionate, sex-hungry, basically wanton family. She suspected that he’d figured that out early. He just hadn’t realized that their desires might include him.
“What Anosanim means,” Desin said from the couch, lazily petting Norisa, “is that once we think of you as family, we treat you like one of us. Which means that we’re going to dress, undress, masturbate, and fuck whether you’re in the room or not. And if you’re doing those things, don’t expect us to bother to leave the room or even look away. Actually, since you’re not blood, expect us to watch with a lot of interest.”
“I can’t help it!” Anosanim said, gesturing at Vade with his fan. “He’s so wonderfully handsome and so prettily foreign and he sounds absolutely scrumptious. And all of those lovely blond curls around his dick, I’m utterly fascinated. Gods above, I want to touch them.”
“You can touch Bade’s,” Selorin suggested.
Anosanim lit up, snapping his fan shut. “Do you think that I could?”
Watch out Bade!
“What use is there in trying to maintain this balance?” Remin asked, tucking his face against Kudorin’s shoulder. “That part of my life is over. It’s in the past, with the rest of my youth.”
“Hadn’t you planned to resurrect your former self for marriage?”
“And who would marry that guy?” Remin asked. “Even if I could manage and control myself and still maintain my dignity and not shame the throne, my entire sexual outlet would be one man. There’s no one man who can handle all of me.”
Kudorin snorted.
Woo hoo! Remin's gonna marry a total nymphomaniac. Since he's reaching a bit of a breaking point, I'm really thinking that the Gold Book is next. Also, I think this answers the question of whether Remin can have sex with belas once he's married. It looks like a no. Poor belas.
“All right,” Remin said, and stepped forward, slinging an arm around Bade, suddenly wonderfully close, slim, hard, surprisingly strong, his hair tantalizingly silky where it brushed Bade’s cheek.
Bade wanted to touch it, to touch him, anywhere, everywhere, his-
“Ah,” Remin breathed, pushing his thigh between Bade’s legs, pressing right against where Bade was aching, pulsing, rock-hard. With a groan, vision going hazy and blurry, Bade froze on the spot, not trusting himself to move, fighting the urge to grind against Remin’s thigh, just standing there and breathing. Remin’s slender, taut body shifted in his arms, Remin’s breath a sweet caress at his ear. “I hope that you know,” Remin murmured, his voice soft, seductive, making Bade moan from the inside out, “what a phenomenal partner you are.”
While Bade was having a difficult time hearing actual words, since his body was so focused on physical sensations, like the sweet press of Remin’s thigh and the slender lines of Remin’s body and the dizzying heat spreading outward from his groin, he finally managed to understand what Remin had just said to him. Phenomenal. Phenomenal? Him?
“You should be very proud of yourself. Never doubt that you have everything it takes to satisfy any man.”
Really? Was he, did he, really? Did - - no, no, of course not. Bade wasn’t terrible, he trusted, but he wasn’t that spectacular, either. For instance, he’d have no idea where to start if he were actually granted permission to have sex with Remin. He’d been with so few men - - especially compared to his current acquaintances - - and he’d only had to seduce one of them, and even then he’d had the distinct advantage of Orinakin already being in love with him.
“I don’t supposed that we’re finished?” Remin asked. “Because I’d really like to leave now. Or would you like me to linger here in Bade’s embrace and explain to him exactly how attracted I am to his exquisite, enthralling dick?”
Um, did anyone else get really warm right then? And why is there no emoticon for panting? 'Cause
doesn't quite cover it.
I did love the whole scene between Remin and Bade, though. I think it's the longest personal conversation they've ever had. I look forward to maybe seeing Remin work on his frustration problem.
Fun new word!
Greiken,
noun: "a well-hung, bewitching, sexually active sprite." Nosupolin in origin. (Naughty Nosupolins. I knew they had it in them.)
