Conjuring the Flesh by Brandon Fox

Author:Brandon Fox [Fox, Brandon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Chapter 10

WISPS of a dream, oddly tenacious, curled around Ander’s mind as he woke. He vividly remembered a pair of eyes, a sense of menace, and the feeling of being in Pella. Also a sense of confusion, of feeling like he was already forgetting something vital. He pushed the dream aside; reality was far preferable. The last traces of disorientation left his mind, and he sighed with contentment.

The road to Chanture was fairly well traveled, and they had found accommodations every night during the four-day trip. Each inn was better than the last as they traveled further south. The establishment where they’d stopped the previous evening, their last stop before reaching the famed city of luxury and indulgence, was the finest of all. Three stories high and made of yellow stone, it might have once been a squire’s mansion.

Their bed was large and warm. Thane still slept soundly to his right. Ander turned his head to his left, where Skorri pressed against his side. The youth’s eyes were open, gazing through a window at richly colored clouds that glowed with the rising sun’s rays. Reddish light poured in and made his blond curls look like ringlets of fire haloing his head. Ander slid a hand over to Skorri’s thigh and caressed it gently. “I know that look,” he said softly. “Don’t worry, Erik will be fine. He just needed to rest. Sorel will look after him while you’re away.”

Skorri turned away from the window. “Oh, I’m sure Sorel will take good care of him. Though it might not be restful. I’m just sorry Erik couldn’t come to Chanture. Neither of us have seen it.”

“Then you’ll have to fill him with stories,” Ander replied as his hand moved higher up Skorri’s leg. “I’ve never been to Chanture, either. It’s hard to believe it’s as beautiful as Thane says.” Skorri quivered as Ander’s fingers brushed his inner thigh. As Ander had learned the first day of their trip, he responded quickly to a caress. He was only eighteen, and his enthusiasm for sex was boundless.

Turning on his side, Skorri reached over and traced the ridges of muscle layering Ander’s torso. He peered into Ander’s eyes with sultry intensity. With no warning, he leaned in and licked the tip of Ander’s nose.

Ander shook with surprised laughter. Skorri grinned mischievously as he reached down and stroked the length of Ander’s morning erection.

The laughter woke Thane. He stretched, arms outstretched and back arching, then opened his eyes and gave Ander a sunny smile before embracing him. Their tongues explored as Thane’s long phallus throbbed against Ander’s side. They didn’t break the kiss until both were breathless. By then Skorri had reached over them and was fondling both their cocks.

Ander squirmed at the teasing of skillful fingers. “He’s getting frisky again.”

“Part of his charm,” Thane said. He rolled on top of his lover, then reached out to draw Skorri into a kiss. Ander ached with sweet anticipation as he watched the two explore each other with lips and tongues, both of their hard cocks pressing against him.

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