(The Marriage Groups)Elian by Vicktor Alexander Read Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Vicktor Alexander
Elian because Elian belonged to him. Elian was his to protect, his to hold, his to make love to.
His to love.
Looking over at Nevin and Gaige, Corbin offered both men a pleased smile even as he felt Elian snuggle closer to him. He felt very special that he’d been the one chosen to protect Elian. Corbin had spent most of his life protecting people and had begun to be, not exactly bored, but more apathetic about his role as protector. With Elian, however, things were different. He wanted to protect Elian. Wanted to spend hours watching over the younger man. He wanted to hear Elian’s voice as he talked, and he wanted to feel the thick, round ass that was currently pressed down on his groin riding his cock.
Corbin pushed back the illicit thoughts, not wanting to scandalize Elian in the carriage as they traveled. Regardless of what had almost occurred before between them, Elian’s first time should not be in their carriage where the driver and footmen could hear him. Elian’s first time should be in their bed, surrounded by the succulent fragrance of lilies, vanilla, and orange honeysuckle. Things Corbin would be sure to always have burning in the room whenever they were in attendance.
Determined not to think about beds or the image of Elian’s naked body as he was fucked repeatedly by Nevin, Gaige, and himself, Corbin turned towards Nevin with a smirk.
“So, Nev, tell me. How many times did you scream while you were out there?” he teased. While Nevin was not a coward by any stretch of the imagination, he was well known for his battle cries. They were high-pitched and could burst the eardrums of anyone who didn’t know to move away from the king when he was in a fight. Corbin had been trying to get Nevin to tell him why the scream was necessary for years, but he’d only ever gotten a brush-off. Corbin wouldn’t stop until he found out what the big damn deal was, but until that happened, he would tease Nevin mercilessly about it.
“Only twice,” Nevin mumbled under his breath.
“Six times,” Gaige corrected him, shaking his head with a small smile on his face as if he couldn’t believe what Nevin had just said. Corbin watched them both carefully, making sure that they weren’t just trying to downplay things for Elian. When he saw that neither of them looked as if they were trying to cover something up, he chuckled.
“Six times? Only six? So I guess you’re getting used to fighting, huh?” Corbin joked with a low chuckle.
“Six times? Screaming? What?” Elian asked in confusion.
Corbin gave in to the urge that had been riding him since first pulling Elian into his arms and kissed the back of Elian’s head, inhaling the arousing scent wafting up from his hair. What the hell was wrong with him, why was he so… intoxicated with Elian? It made no sense to him at all. All he knew was that he couldn’t seem to stop touching him and wanting to have sex with him while Nevin and Gaige joined in. He knew that being attracted to his new husband wasn’t a bad thing, but the obsessive need that was riding his ass was unexpected and slightly annoying. With a disgusted mental sigh, Corbin settled back into the seat and pouted playfully when Elian slid from his lap onto the seat next to him.
As they passed through the country towards the palace, Corbin chatted with Nevin and Gaige, discreetly watching Elian out of the corner of his eye. Elian seemed to become more and more nervous, if the bouncing of his knee was any indication. Corbin didn’t know what he could do or say to help calm his new husband’s nerves. He wasn’t a coração and therefore had no idea what it felt like to be chosen to complete a marriage group. He had no idea what it felt like to know that one’s only purpose was to care for others, to breed for three other men. Whenever he tried to even think along those lines, his mind instantly rebelled against the notion of his being pregnant. More than just his mind actually, he felt his body
His to love.
Looking over at Nevin and Gaige, Corbin offered both men a pleased smile even as he felt Elian snuggle closer to him. He felt very special that he’d been the one chosen to protect Elian. Corbin had spent most of his life protecting people and had begun to be, not exactly bored, but more apathetic about his role as protector. With Elian, however, things were different. He wanted to protect Elian. Wanted to spend hours watching over the younger man. He wanted to hear Elian’s voice as he talked, and he wanted to feel the thick, round ass that was currently pressed down on his groin riding his cock.
Corbin pushed back the illicit thoughts, not wanting to scandalize Elian in the carriage as they traveled. Regardless of what had almost occurred before between them, Elian’s first time should not be in their carriage where the driver and footmen could hear him. Elian’s first time should be in their bed, surrounded by the succulent fragrance of lilies, vanilla, and orange honeysuckle. Things Corbin would be sure to always have burning in the room whenever they were in attendance.
Determined not to think about beds or the image of Elian’s naked body as he was fucked repeatedly by Nevin, Gaige, and himself, Corbin turned towards Nevin with a smirk.
“So, Nev, tell me. How many times did you scream while you were out there?” he teased. While Nevin was not a coward by any stretch of the imagination, he was well known for his battle cries. They were high-pitched and could burst the eardrums of anyone who didn’t know to move away from the king when he was in a fight. Corbin had been trying to get Nevin to tell him why the scream was necessary for years, but he’d only ever gotten a brush-off. Corbin wouldn’t stop until he found out what the big damn deal was, but until that happened, he would tease Nevin mercilessly about it.
“Only twice,” Nevin mumbled under his breath.
“Six times,” Gaige corrected him, shaking his head with a small smile on his face as if he couldn’t believe what Nevin had just said. Corbin watched them both carefully, making sure that they weren’t just trying to downplay things for Elian. When he saw that neither of them looked as if they were trying to cover something up, he chuckled.
“Six times? Only six? So I guess you’re getting used to fighting, huh?” Corbin joked with a low chuckle.
“Six times? Screaming? What?” Elian asked in confusion.
Corbin gave in to the urge that had been riding him since first pulling Elian into his arms and kissed the back of Elian’s head, inhaling the arousing scent wafting up from his hair. What the hell was wrong with him, why was he so… intoxicated with Elian? It made no sense to him at all. All he knew was that he couldn’t seem to stop touching him and wanting to have sex with him while Nevin and Gaige joined in. He knew that being attracted to his new husband wasn’t a bad thing, but the obsessive need that was riding his ass was unexpected and slightly annoying. With a disgusted mental sigh, Corbin settled back into the seat and pouted playfully when Elian slid from his lap onto the seat next to him.
As they passed through the country towards the palace, Corbin chatted with Nevin and Gaige, discreetly watching Elian out of the corner of his eye. Elian seemed to become more and more nervous, if the bouncing of his knee was any indication. Corbin didn’t know what he could do or say to help calm his new husband’s nerves. He wasn’t a coração and therefore had no idea what it felt like to be chosen to complete a marriage group. He had no idea what it felt like to know that one’s only purpose was to care for others, to breed for three other men. Whenever he tried to even think along those lines, his mind instantly rebelled against the notion of his being pregnant. More than just his mind actually, he felt his body