Wish Me Nothing, page 6
part #1 of Djin Series
“Um...love? Do you really know his name?”
Vaughn turned back around and raised his lips, waiting for Ar to bend over and kiss them. “Of course, it’s Shan. I never said I knew his given name.”
Ar laughed. “Are you ready to go home? It’s been a long ass night.”
“Yeah, you know what? I think I am going to call in to work tomorrow. I just don’t feel up to going in to the office.”
Ar laughed even harder. “Well this was all a ploy just to get you to stay with me. Come on, I want to thoroughly examine your body and make sure you weren’t hurt.”
“Oh, I think we are both up for that! And you’ll explain all this mess to me, now that we can breathe?”
“Yes, dear.” They both chuckled this time as Ar brought them home.
Chapter Nine
Vaughn was actually getting used to the teleporting blackness thing, which disturbed him on a completely different level. But when they popped back into their bedroom in the beach house, already on the bed and naked—with Ar back in his human form— Vaughn had a whole new level of respect for his abilities.
“Well, this certainly saves on time, now doesn’t it?” He chuck-led as he pressed himself into Ar’s thigh.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that little stunt with you, that and so much more? Imagine the places we can go now, the things we can do now that I don’t have to hide my true self from you.”
Vaughn raised his eyebrow. “Oh really? I don’t know, I think I’ve been getting the best of you. The rest is just a cherry on top.” He grabbed Ar’s head and pulled him down, lining his lips with his tongue. He couldn’t stop his smirk when Ar ferociously growled and slammed their lips together.
Vaughn opened for him immediately and allowed Ar to take the lead, loving this new take-no-prisoners side that Ar evidently had kept leashed. He tangled with Ar’s tongue, wrapping it with his and pulling it into his mouth. Then he went back and licked over Ar’s perfectly lined teeth, remembering the last time they kissed just hours ago, how Ar’s teeth were so jagged and danger-ous. One thought led to another and Vaughn couldn’t help wondering how different other things would be if Ar stayed in his Djin mode.
Ar nipped his bottom lip. “Where are you going, Vaughn? I’m losing your concentration.”
“Just wondering about the differences between...um...”
Ar’s lips curled up into a sly grin. “Oh really, you want the big blue man to come out and play, do you?”
Vaughn snorted. “Really not the best way to say it, now I’m gonna think I’m making love to Papa Smurf or something!”
Ar ran his hand down Vaughn’s chest and wrapped it around his erection, squeezing slightly. “Keep laughing mister and you’ll get it both ways tonight.” Ar bit into his collarbone with the perfect amount of pressure. Vaughn swore his dick jumped up and begged for more.
“Really? We can do it when you’re in that form?” Vaughn gasped at the idea and the sensations that Ar stirred in him.
Ar pulled back and slapped Vaughn on his hip. “We can do anything your body desires, all you have to do is not wish for it.
On your hands and knees. I don’t think I can do foreplay after the night we’ve had. I need you too much.”
Vaughn scrambled onto his hands and knees and wiggled his ass at Ar, delighting in the deep noises this caused. He jumped slightly when Ar began stretching him with first one then two well-lubed fingers. He pushed back on the pressure he loved and sighed.
Ar rained butterfly kisses all over his buttocks and lower back. “You know, Vaughn, now that you know my secret I feel it my obligation to tell you that condoms are not a necessity when you are with a Djin.”
No condom? Vaughn shuddered at the thought of having Ar in him with no barrier separating them. He dropped to his elbows and rested his head on his arms, groaning.
“You like that idea as much as I do, yeah?” Something thicker replaced those tantalizing fingers that always found his sweet spot with no problem.
It took all of Vaughn’s willpower not to hurry Ar up, to allow him to do this at his speed, but damn his speed seemed too slow right at this moment. He whimpered when Ar stopped his forward process again, rubbing Vaughn’s back instead of filling him up. “Please, Ar.” He felt every vein throbbing against him and wanted more.
“You’re amazing.” Ar sighed as he pushed in farther.
When Vaughn felt Ar’s sac kiss his own he mumbled a thank you to the powers that be. Then Ar thrust in and out, massag-ing his channel in the most delicious way, and Vaughn lost it. He pushed back into Ar’s thrusts, loving the burn that faded to bliss and the feel of Ar’s hands roaming all over him.
He grabbed a pillow and bit into it, growling out the feelings running through him. The strain of almost losing Ar. The fear of almost dying on numerous occasions. The rationalizing that genies really exist. It all left him as he arched his back, tensed his muscles and shot his cum on the bed.
Vaughn saw stars from his explosive release when two more hard plunges into him drew a scream from Ar and Vaughn’s in— sides were bathed with a wet heat he had never felt before, and definitely wanted to feel again.
They collapsed on the bed side by side and Vaughn sighed when Ar placed his palm on his cheek. “I love you, Vaughn. I will always protect you.”
Vaughn plumped his bitten pillow under his head and looked at Ar. “It’s not over, is it? They will continue coming for you, for us?”“I want to say no, but—”
“But you can’t?”
“You have to understand that not all Djin are after me. And the ones that are, well they are scared now. What you did to Pouya is our greatest fear. Word will get out about where he ended and they will think twice before they attempt something.” Ar looked around the room before settling back on Vaughn. “About what you did, about knowing Pouya’s name. As I told you when we first got together, Ar isn’t my given name.
“We’ve already done the secrets thing between us, and may— be, if I had been upfront and honest with you this night might have gone differently. I don’t want any more secrets with you. I trust you, Vaughn. I love you and trust you with my very life. So I want to tell you the most important secret I have.”
“No!” Vaughn sat up quickly and covered Ar’s mouth with his hands.
“Mmm?” Ar mumbled around the hands silencing him.
Vaughn removed his hands and brushed kisses all over his lips, talking rapidly between each one. “I don’t need to know.
Whatever you thought you needed to tell me, don’t.”
“But—”
“I mean it. You are Ar to me; you will always be Ar to me. I don’t need another name to call you by. The fact that you willing-ly wanted to hand something that amazing over...wow...but no.”
Ar pulled him down onto his chest and held him. “Thank you.”Vaughn knew why he thanked him. Even though Ar thought that giving his secret to Vaughn a necessity, it couldn’t have been an easy step to take.
Vaughn kissed his chest and sighed. “You know I don’t think I’ll have to worry about saying that nasty ‘w’ word ever again, seeing how I have everything I could possibly want in my arms right now.”
Epilogue
“Yo Beastie Beastie Beastie...” Shan put his pointer fingers in his mouth and wolf-whistled, “Come and get it...dinner time.”
“You’re a pathetic excuse for a Djin, serving up one of your own kind to the Beast.”
Shan grabbed his heart and staggered to the left. “Ouch, that hurts. Not.” He rolled his eyes and walked around the cavern.
“That means a lot coming from the Djin who set out to murder his own. Dude, I’d feed you to the nimrod just for shits and giggles.
That half-assed decapitation you did hurt like hell. And I should know, hell is my playground.
“Now where is that metalhead anyway?” A gong hanging from a pedestal appeared in front of him and he swung a mallet dead center at it. The loud brass noise reverberated through the stone room, causing small rocks to fall from the ceiling.
“You can make this right, there’s still time. I’ll give you my oath never to hunt your family again.”
Shan spun around fluidly to stare at the begging Djin. “Yeah, let’s go with that option. That way I can have Ar and the Beast hot on my tail? You shoulda picked your pincushions better. And stop groveling, it’s so beneath you.” He snorted loudly. “Well actually, it isn’t is it?”
A shadow rose from behind Pouya, making Shan take a step back.“Anyway, me doth think you’re out of time.”
Two big meaty hands cradled Pouya’s head, almost loving— ly. Shan backed up a couple more paces, watching Pouya’s face run a gambit of emotions from grinning like a loon and laughing to weeping with tears falling from his eyes. Finally his features ended on terrified, his mouth opened but no noise spilled out to accompany the look of pure fear on his face.
The hands released him and he fell lifeless to the floor, his body dried up and dusting in a nonexistent breeze.
“Wow. If I never see you do that again...um...yeah.” Shan eyed the beast warily. “So, that should close the book on this chapter of our little story. Your debt is paid, my brother got his happily ever after ending, and I hear some Tahitian guys and dolls calling my name. Been a pleasure, hope to not see you again soon.” He turned and phased out, just to be stopped with the beast standing right in front of him. He looked up, then behind him where the beast was, and back to where he now stood. “How the fuck did you do that?”
One of those hands that had just drained Pouya wrapped around his throat and lifted him. He Djin’d out quickly, gaining his height and mass, but his feet still dangled as the beast lifted him to eye level.
“Oh, this is fun and all. But...you...can’t...hurt...me.” Shan enunciated each word clearly. “Thanks for the show of speed, nice to know you picked up a trick with your Djin treat.”
Shan again phased and drifted to the right. Already feeling the heat of the Tahitian sun beating on him, until a hand whipped out and again he found himself hoisted in the air level with deep black eyes.
“Are you shitting me? That’s impossible! You can’t—”
The beast slammed his mouth down on Shan’s, silencing him like no one ever dared to do before. Shan clawed at the hand on his neck, but the only result he received was the beast tightening his grip. He tried to jerk his head back but the beast pulled him forward.
A strong tongue worked past Shan’s clenched lips, forced its way into his mouth and ravaged it. Shan attempted to bite down with his fangs, but as soon as the tips sank into the meaty intrud-er he felt his windpipe start to collapse. He quickly removed his teeth and the pressure around his neck relinquished some.
The beast drank from his mouth, not the way he drank from Vaughn or Pouya, but in a purely physical way. Mapping, memo-rizing Shan’s each and every crevice.
Finally he pulled away from Shan and released his neck. Shan dropped to the floor and staggered to keep his footing beneath him.When Shan looked up at his attacker, the beast no longer stood in front of him, but was clear across the room walking out of the cavern.
His rumbling voice floated back to Shan. “My strength is re-turning. The time has almost reached me.”
Shan touched his lips, a slight burn throbbing through them.
Fuck me...this can’t be good...
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