Charmed by Mischief by Mia West

Author:Mia West
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mia West

Chapter Eleven

Morien’s heart thumped as it always did when he narrowly escaped one of Safir’s advances. In fact the floor might have felt cold to his knees and toes if he weren’t practically glowing with pride for his idea.

It’d been another close call when Safir asked how he’d known of the ring. He’d thought his heart might leap right out of his throat at the question.

But he’d covered his tracks there too. Not only that, but Safir had willingly bound himself for Morien’s educational advancement.

He wasn’t so fractured a fellow after all. A rogue, yes, but a thoughtful one.

And a damned compelling one. Gods, the sight of him like this, cock and sac circled tightly by the ring, legs splayed so Morien could take in every angle.

“How does it feel?”

“Tight. When I’m fully hard, it will be frustrating. Maddening, even,” Safir said, though his voice didn’t sound as if that were a terrible thing. When Morien dragged his gaze from the man’s nether parts, he found his dark eyes shining in the firelight. “But it also gives me a sense of security. Or maybe that’s you.”

Surprise rippled over his skin like a wayward spring breeze. “Me?”

“I don’t know you well, Morien. But I’ve come to know you a little better. I realize now I had a limited notion of who you were. The man I see before me… I respect you, for a start. And I’m charmed by you. And I know you wouldn’t harm me.”

“Oh.” He wouldn’t, but it was something to hear it said.

“I also think you can be quite cheeky.”

“Cheeky! What.”

“You heard me. You like to pretend you’re above playing, but you take part in your share of games.”

“With Gally, perhaps, or Medraut.”

Safir laughed again, and it caused his cock to bob. As it was on the level of Morien’s chin, he was momentarily distracted.

If the man wanted a game, he could play this one. He’d done well enough in the stable, after all. He stroked his fingertips up the underside of Safir’s shaft.

Safir hissed. “You aren’t helping your case.”

“What case is that?”

“Your claim you aren’t cheeky. That you don’t play games.”

His voice was fairly quivering. Morien grinned. “Maybe a few. Maybe you’re a bad influence.”

“I am definitely a bad influence.”

Morien laughed despite himself.

Which seemed to please Safir. “But you’re playing. And you started it.”

“You’re the one who slipped the ring on.”

“You’re the one who suggested it.”

Dangerous territory. Divert, divert. “Are you complaining?”

“Not yet. I’d continue not to complain if you used your lips.”

Now who was cheeky?

He was learning from a master, apparently.

Leaning close, he brushed his lips over the head of Safir’s cock. The resulting groan fired his own cock, and it grew heavy in his trousers. He was going to have to slip outside tonight, most likely, and stroke himself off. There was no way he’d be able to sleep blood-hard.

But he could endure it for now. He kissed the length of Safir’s shaft. It strained, stroking his cheek as if it were biddable.

“Ever licked a man’s balls?” Safir said.

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