Guarded by Kim Fielding

Author:Kim Fielding [Fielding, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: M/M Romance, Love’s Landscapes, gay romance, royalty, military men, enemies to lovers, hurt/comfort, prison/captivity
Publisher: Goodreads M/M Romance Group
Published: 2014-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Berhanu said nothing as they readied themselves for bed, but he was clearly furious. He threw his boots onto the floor, tossed the holstered knife across the room, and stripped off his clothes so viciously that he nearly ripped them. He leaned against the washstand as he toweled himself off, but the tightness of his wasted muscles was very apparent on his thin body.

Volos waited stupidly in the corner until it became clear that Berhanu did not intend to get into bed anytime soon. Volos sighed and slowly began to undress. He was down to nothing but his baggy Kozari trousers when Berhanu whirled around to look at him.

“You just walked away from that bastard,” Berhanu spat.

“Yes.”

“He threatened us, didn’t he? And I don’t know what he said but I’ve no doubt it was insulting. And you just smiled and walked away.”

“What did you want me to do, Your Highness?” Volos allowed a mocking tone into his voice. “Kill him for insulting us?”

“Yes!” Berhanu’s hands were fisted at his side.

“Just because someone is an ill-mannered oaf doesn’t mean he deserves to die.”

Berhanu stomped across the room until they were nearly chest to chest. Volos was certain Berhanu was going to hit him, and he prepared himself to restrain the prince without injuring him. Which was why he was taken completely by surprise when Berhanu kissed him instead.

It was a fierce kiss. Berhanu’s lips pressed against Volos’s teeth so hard that Volos tasted blood, and then Berhanu’s tongue invaded his mouth as ferociously as an army. At the same time, Berhanu held tightly to handfuls of Volos’s hair and pushed their pelvises together.

Volos didn’t know what to do with his hands, but they seemed to make a decision on their own, settling on Berhanu’s bare shoulders. Volos hung on as if for dear life.

Oh gods. He’d never even dared dream of this, and now Berhanu was so real against him, so there. They were grinding their groins together and Volos was distantly aware that he was very close to coming.

But Berhanu pulled himself away, staggering back a half step. His cock was fully rampant, the head slick and red. He looked down to where Volos’s own erection tented his trousers. Then he growled like an angry dog and surged forward so quickly that he pushed Volos backward against the wall.

Volos could only tip his head back and squeeze his eyes shut as Berhanu’s mouth roved everywhere— licking and biting at his chin, his jawline, his neck, his collarbones. Sucking and then nipping his tingling nipples. Somehow Berhanu managed to avoid the healing wounds on Volos’s body, but he was surely leaving marks nearly everywhere else. Some of the bites might have been deep enough to draw blood, but Volos was a thousand leagues from minding.

Berhanu’s hands were busy too, tugging at Volos’s waistband until the trousers fell to his knees and then squirming between Volos and the wall and grabbing on to his ass. His fingers dug into the crack, burning sweetly, while he urged Volos’s hips forward so their cocks could find better friction.

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