In Enemy Hands 8.2

Varo squeezed the firm flesh. “Oh, I am, believe me.”
“Brat,” Adlar chuckled.
“Yeah? And what are you going to do about it?”
“You’ll see.” Adlar pushed open his bedroom door and dropped Varo to his feet. “Take your boots off.”
First one then the other hit the floor. Varo kicked them off to the side. Adlar stepped up to Varo and unbuttoned his shirt. He parted the fabric, letting it fall open. Varo’s breath caught as Adlar slowly reached out to touch his skin, dragging his hands up his chest until he reached Varo’s nipples. Adlar flicked both peaks, a slight smile on his face. Varo arched as Adlar rolled them between his thumb and forefinger.
“So sexy,” Adlar whispered.
Adlar’s fingers teased the nubs until Varo finally broke. Moaning, Varo reached for Adlar, planning to drag him closer, but Adlar spun Varo around until they were back to chest.
“What are you…?”
“Look.” Adlar nodded at his closet. A closet with full-length mirrors.
Varo saw their reflections. Surely Adlar didn’t plan to… “Oh, oh… mercy.”
Adlar wicked grin flashed. “Sorry, fresh out.”
Snorting, Varo leaned his head against Adlar’s shoulder and watched, heavy-eyed, as Adlar’s hands drifted down and undid the top button of his pants. Time crawled as Adlar dragged the moment out, slowly unzipping Varo’s pants.
Varo watched as Adlar ran his fingers across Varo’s stomach, and then dipped inside. Varo held his breath until Adlar palmed his erection. He’d never been so thankful Adlar made good on his threat about not ordering underwear for him.
Blowing in his ear, Adlar ran his fingers up Varo’s shaft, and then grasped his cock. Varo twisted his hips back and forth, grinding his ass into the bulge that prodded him. Goose bumps raced over his body as Adlar pushed his pants down, letting them drop to the floor.
Varo stepped out of them. His moment caused his shirt to flutter to the floor. They both gazed in the mirror—Adlar was still dressed, but Varo was stark naked. Varo thought it was the most sensual thing either had ever seen.
Varo’s cock pointed up, the fat head red and damp as it pointed toward his belly. Precome ran down the shaft. Adlar hummed in approval as he ran a finger over Varo’s cock. Together they watched as Adlar stroked Varo, then moved Varo’s long hair out of the way and nibbled on Varo’s neck.
“I want to drink from you.”
Varo reached up and hooked his hand behind Adlar’s neck. “Yesssss,” he hissed. “But first…”
Varo moved out of Adlar’s arms and sank to his knees. Quickly he worked to remove Adlar’s boots. He tossed them out of the way and undid Adlar’s pants. He slipped them down Adlar’s legs, pressing little biting kisses upon the smooth, pale skin.
“You look so sexy on your knees.” Adlar ran a hand over Varo’s hair, and then struggled out of his shirt.
Varo grinned up at him as Adlar tossed the garment across the room. He didn’t tell Adlar that he enjoyed having a cock in his mouth. Adlar’s smell alone made Varo’s cock strain: all clean male and a hint of something else, a musky scent that made Varo’s own dick twitch.
Varo licked the head while he rolled Adlar’s balls in his hand. Varo closed his lips over the dome of Adlar’s shaft and sucked the crown. He sighed in pleasure as Adlar’s fingers ran through his hair.
Taking an inch at the time, and hopefully driving Adlar mad, he eased down Adlar’s thick shaft. Varo smirked mentally at the harsh groan above him. Adlar was groaning now? Just wait. He planned to blow not only Adlar’s dick, but his mind.
He relaxed his throat and closed his eyes. He lodged Adlar’s cock deep, pressing his lips against Adlar’s groin. The strangled sounds Adlar made pleased him, as did having both of Adlar’s hands clutched in his hair.
Varo opened his eyes, wanting to see Adlar’s reaction. Adlar’s head was thrown back, and the cords in his neck stood out. Time for step two. Varo swallowed, and Adlar’s cock twitched in his throat.
Something between a strangled yell and a low growl escaped Adlar. Not wanting Adlar to come just yet, Varo eased Adlar’s cock out of his throat. He bobbed up and down, twisting his head as he sucked. Adlar thrust his hips, meeting Varo’s lips in a gentle kiss of flesh.
“Bed.” Adlar’s voice was full of gravel as he pulled Varo to his feet. “Now.”
Varo turned the sinful black bedspread down and pushed the silky top sheet to the bottom of the bed. He crawled up on the bed and lay on his back, waiting. The cool sheet against his hot skin distracted him, making him shiver.
He rubbed his legs against the slick sheet as Adlar watched him. Somewhere along the way it stopped mattering that Adlar was a Helkan. Varo wanted him, and that was all he cared about.
“Nice,” Adlar said, staring at Varo wiggling on the bed. “Spread for me.”
Varo opened his legs, and Adlar sat cross-legged between Varo’s spread knees. He reached over to an end table and retrieved the lube. He warmed it, and then stroked Varo’s cock. Varo sighed as Adlar’s talented fingers worked his shaft, and opened his legs wider.
Adlar slid a finger down to tease his hole. Varo threw any reservations out the nearest window. By the endless night, he wanted this. Adlar’s finger entered him.
“So tight.” Adlar worked his finger inside.
Varo tensed from the entry, a flash of pain crossing his features, his ring unyielding. In and out it went until Varo was able to relax. Then Adlar twisted his finger, hunting for his hot spot.
“Relax and let me in, Varo. You know by now I’m not going to hurt you.”
Varo struggled to loosen the guardian muscle. Adlar pulled his finger out, added more lube, and then worked two fingers inside. Varo grunted, and Adlar stilled until Varo eased the stranglehold he had on Adlar’s fingers.
“Better?”
“Oh… yes.”
Adlar’s fingers twisted. Varo groaned when they hit his hot spot. Varo arched on the bed. Why did it only feel this good with Adlar? He grabbed the silken sheets when Adlar found his prostate, his head thrashing on the pillow.
“There we go,” Adlar said.
Sharp sparks of desire slammed into Varo, spreading throughout his body. “Adlar.” Varo’s stomach muscles flexed as his balls drew up to his body. “I’m going to come.”
Adlar removed his fingers and coated more lube on his shaft. Varo rested on his back, waiting. He wanted to see Adlar’s face when he entered him. He needed to watch Adlar’s eyes light up as he thrust deep inside until he exploded. The memory would have to last him.
Varo pulled his knees up to his chest, offering his body to Adlar. Adlar covered Varo’s body, and then placed the head of his cock at Varo’s entrance, rubbing it across Varo’s hole. Adlar teased him as he spread the lube.
“Going to give you a smooth ride.”
Frantic little moans burst from Varo as Adlar pushed inside. He writhed under Adlar, urging him on. Adlar continued to push until the head popped inside. Varo jerked, and Adlar froze. Adlar rubbed Varo’s taut stomach, waiting for him to relax.
Varo blew out a breath and looked up at Adlar, nodding slightly. Adlar eased in, and then pulled out, only to press in farther the next time. The head of that thick cock stretched his channel as it eased deeper inside with each gentle push, and the pain simmered down to a slight burning.
Adlar shifted his hips and pressed against Varo’s hot spot. With a startled yelp, Varo pushed back against Adlar, seating him all the way. Pleasure exploded, dimming Varo’s mind as three words dripped from his lips.
“Adlar, fuck me.”
Adlar raised Varo’s legs up onto his shoulders, changing the angle of penetration. Each thrust nailed his hot spot. Adlar wrapped his hand around Varo’s shaft and pumped him. The faster Adlar drove into Varo, and the closer Varo got, the wilder he became.
“Frack. So good, so tight. You want it, don’t you? Want me to fill you up. Going to fill you so full you leak. Going to make sure everyone knows who you belong to.” Dirty encouragement fell from Adlar’s lips.
Varo edged closer to losing it, and Adlar slowed down, his thrusts becoming gentler and shorter. Once Varo backed off from the edge, Adlar started those long, hard thrusts again, throwing Varo back to the precipice.
“Please, Adlar. Please. I need to come. Let me come! Please, please.” Varo was babbling, swearing, and if thought it would do any good, he’d pray to inanimate objects. The sounds he was making were animalistic. “Please, Adlar, please, finish me off, please.”
“Come for me,” Adlar finally demanded.
He leaned over and sank his fangs into Varo’s neck. Varo yelled as he lost control and came. Adlar thrust harder, and then froze, buried balls deep. He groaned as he came, shaking as his orgasm ripped through him. They stayed like that, locked together, until Adlar finished feeding. He pulled back, licked the wound, and his cock slipped out.
“Okay?” Adlar asked, smoothing Varo’ hair back.
“I… yes. That was….”
“It just gets better, doesn’t it?” Adlar sat up before Varo answered. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up and go to bed.”
Unwilling to kill the mood, Varo followed Adlar to the bathroom.

TBC next Thursday!