Accidental Bonds (Elemental Bonds Book 1) by Marie Reynard

Author:Marie Reynard [Reynard, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peace Garden Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-07-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Fourteen

Elijah floated, suspended between the real world and wisps of dreams. His physical body was comfortable and serene, safe in the guest room, but his mind was filled with visions of a forest covered in snow. Moonlight gleamed through the trees and bathed him in silver. The wintry air tasted crisp on his tongue. His ears flicked toward the rustling of small nocturnal animals burrowing underground. He ran, racing the wind, dirt beneath his paws.

No, that wasn't right. He didn't have paws.

He surfaced closer to wakefulness but kept his eyes closed. A cool breeze blew through the window and over his exposed skin. He must have kicked the sheets off during the night. Pine-scented air swelled in his lungs, and his body thrummed with contentment, rightness, and energy. Birds chirped in the branches outside.

A low buzz of want pulsed through him. He should ignore it. He might not be in Victor's bed this time, but jerking off in a client's house was never the professional decision.

There was no telling that to his dick though. The urge to get off built as he lay there, half-asleep, his morning semi thickening. He cupped himself through his boxer-briefs, and his cock twitched under the pressure of his palm.

God, it was like he could smell how turned on he was. He pulled himself out and shoved his underwear down. It was a practical move, nothing more. These were the only pair he had with him. A day spent in briefs smeared with precome was a less-than-appealing prospect.

And if his hand found his dick again after that, well, the breeze was chilly. He was just keeping himself warm.

He squeezed once and groaned, shivering as that touch echoed inside him, causing his fingertips to ache and his toes to curl. When had he last woken this wound up? He blamed the night before—Victor so close to him and his own regrettable attack of conscience.

What if he hadn't stopped it, if he hadn't needed confirmation of who was in control? Would Victor have kissed him, crowded him against that dresser as he licked into his mouth? Would he have ended up in Victor's room instead?

As vehemently as he denied it to his friends, he had to admit the appeal to himself at least. Maybe he should let himself indulge once. He didn't care how it went. With the way his entire being responded to Victor, to his energy, whatever they did would be mind-blowing. Even quick handjobs in the attic, Victor stroking him, his teeth grazing Elijah's neck. He could practically feel it.

Fuck it, he thought. It wouldn't take much anyway.

He slung his arm over his eyes, not wanting to face the reality of what he was doing yet. As long as he was in this fuzzy state, it didn't have to mean anything. He only had to think about Victor controlling his pleasure, only had to imagine the fingers wrapped around him were Victor's, not his own. Their bodies aligned, Victor embracing him, breath hot on his ear as he shuttled Elijah's cock through his fist.

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