The Englor Affair (31 page)

Simon hadn’t done this in a long time, actually he could count on one hand the number of times he’d bottomed, but this was different. Payton was his and Simon wanted this. Wanted to share everything with him.

“Don’t move until I tell you.”

Payton reached up for the jock in his mouth and Simon shook his head.

“Leave it.”

Payton moaned and nodded.

Bearing down, Simon took Payton inside him. It burned, and even with Payton’s spit and Simon’s sweat it wasn’t near wet enough, but it felt good. Just the thought of what he 214

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was doing made him hotter. He didn’t want to stop. He pressed down, enjoying the stretch, and stared into Payton’s wide eyes. It was one of the most intense things he’d ever done. A surge of emotion bubbled up inside him as he watched Payton’s fingers white knuckle as he gripped the comforter. He wasn’t letting Payton go. Ever.

Payton’s breath sped up and the lusty noises began to pour from his throat.

Simon closed his eyes and concentrated on taking Payton in. Payton’s prick wasn’t small. He needed it to be slicker. Slowly he rose up, causing the thick prick to slip out of him. He scooted backward and bent over, taking Payton’s shaft into his mouth. He got it good and wet, sucking. The sweet taste of Pay’s pre-ejaculate filled his mouth.
Mmm…

When he pulled off Payton’s prick, Payton was quivering. Damn, it was a pretty sight. Simon’s stomach tensed in anticipation. Before he scooted back up, he raised his head and let saliva drip out of his mouth onto the head of Payton’s cock, wondering how his naughty little consort would react to such a vulgar display. He was beginning to realize the cruder he got the more turned on Payton became.

Payton didn’t disappoint. He squeezed his eyes shut and his arse raised off the bed, thrusting his prick up and making it slap against him.

“Bloody hell, you’re something else.” Simon maneuvered himself back over Payton.

This time when he sank down on Payton’s cock, it slid in easily. It barely even burned this time. He sank lower, until his arse touched boney hipbones. He stayed there for a few moments, enjoying the feel. Shifting backward, he rested his hands on the bed between Pay’s legs. A tingle shot right through him and he moaned as Payton’s cock pushed hard against his gland. Fuck, he didn’t remember this feeling quite so good. Supporting himself on his hands, he lifted off Payton a little, giving Payton enough room to move.

“Fuck me, Pay.”

Whimpering, Payton thrust his hips up. He gasped, his eyes going wide. He thrust again and set up a nice tempo.

Simon kept himself in check and didn’t ground himself down on Payton’s cock, but he wanted to. It felt amazing. Even his headache had receded in favor of the immense pleasure.

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It didn’t take long before Payton’s hips sped and he was really pounding into Simon from below. His face showed all the strain and his rhythm faltered. He was close, but so was Simon.

“As soon as you come, I’m going to let you suck my cock. Right before I blow, I’m going to grab a fistful of those black curls so you can’t move away and I’m going to come on your pretty face. Then I’m going to let you lick the come off my arse. How does that sound?”

Payton reacted exactly as Simon knew he would. His whole body went stiff as he screamed into the jock and came.

It was all Simon could do not to follow. He squeezed his eyes shut. No way could he look at the beautiful man beneath him and not come. He was dying to feel those full lips around his cock and see his semen splattered all over the pale face.

As soon as Payton’s body relaxed again, Simon moved forward, letting Payton’s cock slip out of his arse. He pulled the jock out of Payton’s mouth and straddled his face.

Come was already beginning to run down his thighs. He didn’t even have to urge Payton to him.

Payton moaned, grabbed two handfuls of Simon’s arse and began to lap at his hole.

“Fuck me!” Simon closed his eyes and grabbed his prick, squeezing a little. This wasn’t going to work. He was too close. Moving back, he looked down into amber eyes glazed over by lust. He caught Payton’s hair in his hand, bent forward and guided his cock into Payton’s mouth. “Suck me.”

Taking the head of Simon’s cock in, Payton moaned. He sucked and bobbed his head back and forth, propping himself on his elbows. Within seconds, Simon’s balls drew up.

Lightning sizzled up his spine. He pulled Payton off his cock, pumped twice and shot.

Come landed on Payton’s chin, in his open mouth and on his cheek. His eyes blinked open, peering up into Simon’s, looking like a debauched angel. He was so intensely sexy, Simon’s cock jerked in response.

Letting go of Pay’s hair, Simon scooted backward. He fell forward on one hand and licked the semen off Payton’s face, then kissed him. After a lingering kiss he rolled to his 216

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side and pulled Payton into his arms, trying to steady his breathing. Payton felt so right in his arms, even with everything that was wrong. He rubbed Pay’s back and kissed his temple.

Simon lay there for the longest time, until finally a soft snore escaped Payton.

Grinning, Si stared at the ceiling. They would make this work. They’d get their heir, gain support from their people and they’d figure out what the fuck the IN wanted with a particle cannon and perfect soldiers, but first…first, Simon was going to rest. As his eyes fluttered closed, his stomach growled and it occurred to him that they still hadn’t eaten dinner.
Nap, food, make an appointment with the generals, and inform my advisors what
Payton found…and get word to Admiral Hawkins, make sure—

Payton shifted a little in his sleep, his nose rooting into Simon’s neck.
Smiling,

Simon yawned and rubbed Payton’s linen-covered back.
Mmm…
Having Payton to come home to was going to make ruling a planet a whole lot easier than he thought.

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“Colonel?”

Simon woke with a start, then realized it was only Dunston calling him. He laid his head back down and tried to erase the last remnants of sleep from his brain while taking inventory of the room. The fire crackled and glowed, casting dim shadows on the walls.

In the distance he could hear the clip-clop of horse hooves outside the palace gates. His stomach growled, reminding him he hadn’t eaten, and there was a warm body draped over his chest.
Payton.
Simon smiled and pulled his consort closer. Funny how it was so easy to think of him as a consort now, when just yesterday he’d been furious with Pay for lying to him. “What is it, Dunston?”

“Sorry to wake you, Colonel, but—”

Payton stirred, raising his head from Si’s chest. Blinking open sleepy eyes, he yawned. “Wha’?”

“Shhh… Nothing.” He pushed Payton’s head back down, reluctant to give up the cozy feeling of Payton snuggled against his side. “Continue, Dunston.”

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“Payton asked to be informed if your dog tag was reactivated.” Dunston’s voice seemed loud in the quiet of the room.

Why was his dog tag—?
Simon frowned, convinced he was still drowsy and hearing things wrong.

Payton bolted to a sitting position, rubbing his eyes. “Can you tell who has reactivated it?”

“I cannot,” Dunston answered.

“Dust.” Payton yawned and glanced down at him. “I had Dunston deactivate your dog tag.”

“Why? It’s for identification onl— Why are you shaking your head?” Simon sat up, propping himself against the headboard.

“The IN can use it to locate you. Dunston has been using it to track where you are all along.”

“Not exactly, Payton,” Dunston added. “I didn’t know that I could track him from it until I gained access to Baxter’s memories. Baxter had codes to the colonel’s dog tag that allowed me to locate him today. According to what’s stored in memory, the late king installed the codes shortly after the colonel enlisted into the service in order to keep track of him when he was off of Englor soil. From what I can tell, it has not been used in several years, at least not from this computer. I can’t say whether the IN or Englor Marines have tracked the colonel before, only that with this code it’s possible.”

Bloody hell.
Simon didn’t know whether to be mad or stunned. He was a little of both actually. Maybe a little afraid too. He certainly didn’t like the idea of the IN being able to track him.
Damn it.
Why did it seem like things were piling up on him?
What else
can go wrong?

“They can track everyone ever enlisted in the IN.” Payton’s voice was barely a whisper.

“Yeah,” Simon confirmed. If what Dunston said was true, the IN could track all Englor Marines and all of Regelence’s Navy and Marines, because all three of those militaries trained with the IN for two years at the start of their careers. A hollow feeling 218

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settled in the pit of Simon’s stomach and it had nothing to do with hunger. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Simon knew Payton was thinking the same thing. They sat there for several seconds just staring at each other, the impact of it sinking in.

Finally, Payton’s stomach growled, interrupting the silence, and he looked down at it. “Dunston, have dinner sent up please.”

Simon looked down too, but his gaze traveled further, to where the sheet was just slipping off Pay’s slim hips and pooling at his groin. Even with everything going on Payton had the means to distract him. It was both frustrating and a bit of a relief. He was certainly going to need distracting from time to time.

Payton never even noticed though. He slid out of bed, grabbed his short drawers and began putting them on. The sight of his little pale arse peeking out from under his white lawn shirt as he struggled into his underclothes was enough to make Simon want to pull him back in bed. By the look on Payton’s face when he turned around, something told Simon it would be a lost cause. Payton had his lip between his teeth and his brow furrowed in concentration, clearly his mind already working out something or other.

Heaving a sigh, Simon got out of bed. It was just as well, he needed to talk to Aldred about the schematics Payton had found and about the dog tags.

Payton got his trousers on and headed into the washroom. “Do you have a straight razor?”

Tugging on his sweatpants, Simon followed his consort. He reached the washroom just as Payton pulled a straight razor out of the vanity drawer. He leaned against the doorframe. The thought of Payton shaving was…well, intimate. Simon’s cock began to fill. Who knew such domestic things would have this effect on him? Maybe Pay would trust Simon to let him do it. “What are you doing?”

Payton set the razor on the green marble countertop and began digging through drawers. “Get me two towels.”

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every time he was naked. Taking down two towels, he brought them over and offered them to Payton.

Shaking his head, Payton gathered up the razor and what looked like a bottle of disinfectant then started toward the bedroom. “Bring those and follow me.”

A sick feeling washed over Simon. Why did he need all that in the bedroom? If he were going to shower and shave… “Pay…” Simon followed him into the bedroom to find Payton in the middle of the big four-poster bed, on his knees waiting. The unease increased. “What are you going to do?”

Motioning toward the mattress with the closed razor, Payton gave him a look as if to say, “Are you daft?” He held out his hands toward the towels, opening and closing his fingers. “I’m going to get the dog tag out of you, of course.”

Of course?
Tossing the towels at his spouse, Simon shook his head and backed away from the bed. His cock, which had been semi erect at the thought of Payton shaving and naked in the shower, deflated. “Oh no. I don’t think so.” Yes, he needed the thing out, but he’d call the family physician. His husband was a crazy person. This was some sort of perverted attempt to get back at Simon for the guardian comment. It had to be.

Payton patted the deep blue comforter on the bed. “Come on. Just climb up here and lie down. Don’t be a baby. You’re worse than Muffin trying to get out of a bath.” Payton set the razor on the mahogany nightstand next to the corked glass bottle of disinfectant and crawled across the comforter toward Simon. “It’s not that deep. I can get it out in a matter of seconds.”

Was it his imagination or did those yellow eyes he normally thought sexy look a little on the psychotic side? Simon shook his head again, backing up until the heat of the fireplace made his arse feel like it had caught fire. A drop of sweat dripped down his temple. He was running out of room. Any further back and he’d be
in
the fireplace.

“Pay…”

Payton slunk off the end of the bed and caught Simon’s hand as Simon’s back hit the mantle. “Come on, it won’t hurt that bad. And you aren’t leaving the palace with it still in your shoulder. You’re the one harping on security.”

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Says the psychopath with the razor.
Simon let himself be led to the bed, convinced this was a bad idea, but Payton was right. He couldn’t afford to let the IN track him. His parents were already dead and Simon was not ready to join them. And who could he trust right now? Could he trust the family physician? A frisson of dread came over him, deflating his protest. He didn’t want to die and he didn’t want to leave his planet without a ruler. If he couldn’t ensure his own safety, how could he ensure Payton’s? “Okay, do it.”

Taking a towel off the edge of the bed where Simon had tossed them, Payton spread it across the comforter.

Simon lay down with his chest on the white towel and buried his face in his arms.