Page 57 of The Night Prince 6

“We will only do what you are ready for, Shadow. Whatever you want,” Aquilan hurried out as he prepared to offer them just to lay beside one another.

But Declan said, “I wish to be inside you. May I?”

Aquilan blinked.

He blinked again.

Faint lines formed between Declan’s brows and he lowered his head, digging one foot into the grass. “I am sorry. Perhaps I have said this wrong. Or maybe you do not want–”

“No! You’ve said nothing wrong, Declan,” Aquilan assured him. “You’ve said everything right and I do want that. I was just… surprised. You’re new at this and I thought you’d want to take things slow.”

“I do not know if I can,” Declan admitted. Then quickly he added, “But if that is what you want, I will control myself and–”

“No, no,” Aquilan laughed a little hysterically. “I am more than eager to have you inside of me.”

Another of those fang-showing smiles. “Good. I promise we will do things slowly afterwards. But I am too on edge and I… I must have you.”

Another blink. A slow blink. The Kindreth were different. “Oh, well, I understand that.”

Did he?

He wasn’t sure.

But he was willing to learn as they went.

“Do you know how this goes?” Aquilan asked. Again, Declan was new to this and likely did not know about lubricant or preparation or any of it. “I am happy to give guidance–”

“I know.” Declan had one knee now on the bed between his thighs. With a wry smile. “Father left instructions in my mind.”

“He–he did?” Aquilan’s voice cracked. He cleared it and repeated more firmly, “He did?”

A soft snort. “Yes, but for this I am grateful. And I will have to thank him for it. Which will likely just encourage him, but it cannot be helped. I want you to experience as much pleasure as possible.”

I want you to experience as much pleasure as possible.

“This is your first time. Your pleasure is paramount,” Aquilan got out.

He was acting like the virgin here and, really, he had to get a hold of himself, but just feeling the heat of Declan’s body near his own was short circuiting his brain.

Declan caressed his left cheek and drew his thumb across Aquilan’s lips. It left a trail of tingles. “There is nothing more pleasurable to me than pleasing you completely.”

“Oh.”

Again, lovers in the past had said similar things. And perhaps they had really meant it. Not because he was king, but because they truly cared for him. But when Declan said it… it was more like some kind of solemn pact. He’d never felt so treasured. So loved.

“I want to touch you first. May I?” Declan asked.

“Y-yes,” his voice was a breathy acquiescence.

Declan’s hands dropped to his waist. He framed it. With slow, careful movements he slid those hands up Aquilan’s sides. His stomach jumped at the slightly ticklish yet erotic touches. They were sure and strong. Declan was a warrior. His muscles were well-trained to wield a sword and he used that strength to cause Aquilan’s breath to catch.

Declan’s thumbs circled Aquilan’s nipples causing them to peak. His Shadow tilted his head to the side as he ran one thumb over his right nipple. He watched carefully as Aquilan’s breath caught again and his cock quivered.

Noting it for later?

He almost laughed. Not to make fun of Declan, but just how his Shadow was learning him just as he had learned the glamour spell that afternoon. Then his laughter turned to actual, audible moans as Declan leaned in and licked his nipple. His reaction caused Declan to lick his nipple again then lightly suck on his nipple. Aquilan squirmed and his hands went around Declan. The rasp of those fangs had his fingers digging into Declan’s back. Declan hummed appreciatively around his sensitive nipple.

I should be paying attention to his wants and needs! I–