Breath of the Feathered Serpent (22 page)

He slid his hand onto Elijah’s thigh and earned himself a delighted smile. Adam continued to smile and nod to the others as he moved his hand back and forth on Elijah’s leg. For a moment Elijah didn’t react, so Adam moved his hand higher, his fingers brushing his lover’s groin.

Elijah jerked at the unexpected touch, and Adam forced himself not to look at him. As Elijah tried to resume his conversation with Abe and Mitch, Adam repeated the action. This time Elijah turned to look at Adam.

“Something wrong, beautiful?” Adam tried to look innocent, but the heat in Elijah’s eyes went straight to Adam’s cock.

“No, but I thought we might retire early. I think I’m feeling the consequences of all that’s happened today.”

Elijah’s husky voice only made Adam’s dick more eager, and Adam shifted as his pants became restrictive. “I think this old man could do with a lie down.”

Elijah smiled. “Not so old,” he whispered. “Distinguished, handsome.”

Adam grasped Elijah’s hand and stood up. “Well, you folks enjoy the rest of your night. Elijah and I are kinda tired.”

“Of course,” Xipil said. “The celebrations will continue tomorrow. Good night.”

Adam smiled and nodded before taking Elijah’s hand in his. “My room?” he whispered.

“Yes.” Elijah ducked his head shyly, and Adam led him from the hall. He didn’t release his hand until they were in his room. Elijah looked around. “This is bigger than mine. Much airier. I like it.”

Adam pulled him in for a kiss, and Elijah wound his arms around Adam, holding him tight. When the kissed ended, Elijah buried his face against Adam’s neck.

“I was so afraid I’d never see you again,” he murmured.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you, beautiful. I just thought you could do so much better than me.” Adam kissed the side of Elijah’s head.

“Next time you think you know what’s best for me, check with me first.” Elijah punched Adam’s arm gently and smiled up at him.

“I swear I won’t make that mistake again. I have a lot to thank Xipil for.” Adam nuzzled Elijah’s cheek.

“And Mecatl. He was the one who spoke to his uncle when Xipil wanted to do something to thank you.”

Adam caressed Elijah’s cheek. “I’ll be sure and thank him personally,” he said. “Now, we’ve had the wedding. I think we should consummate it.” He dropped the timbre of his voice and smiled when Elijah shuddered.

“I’d like to clean up first,” Elijah said. “I feel so hot and sticky.”

It was on the tip of Adam’s tongue to say that wouldn’t bother him, when another thought popped into his mind. “How about a bath? The one in there is big enough for three or four. More than enough space for us to share.”

Elijah’s eyes widened and his cheeks flushed, then he grinned with delight. “Sure.”

Adam hurried into the bathroom, turning the oversized golden taps to fill the bath. He picked up the jar noticed earlier. It was squat and wide necked. He held it to his nose. The scent was faintly herbal. He rubbed some between his finger and thumb. Adam smiled.
Xipil thought of everything when he set this up.
He put the jar at the side of the bath where it would be within easy reach for him.

He sauntered back out. “Won’t be long,” he said and flicked open the buttons on his shirt. He pulled the material free from his still-fastened pants and ran a hand over his chest. He unfastened his fly, slipping a hand down inside.

A soft whimper escaped Elijah’s lips, and Adam stalked over to him. He reached for Elijah’s shirt and quickly unfastened the buttons, shoving the material aside to reveal his chest. He bent forward and licked each nipple. The taste of heat and sweat exploded onto his tongue.

“I’ll go check on the bath,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I expect you to have those pants off by the time I get back.”

Adam left Elijah to wrestle with his pants and rushed back to the bathroom. Thankfully, the bath was so large it wasn’t overfull. He turned off the taps, toed off his boots, and shoved his pants and underwear down in one move. He pulled his socks off as he removed the pants and strolled back into the bedroom.

Elijah sat on the bed, one leg bare as he pulled his pants off the other one. “Hey, you’re naked,” Elijah said.

Adam laughed. “You noticed. Hurry up.” He waited for Elijah, who tossed his clothing aside and stood every bit as naked and erect as Adam. Adam licked his lips. He wanted to do everything possible, rest, and then do it all again.

They settled in the bath, Elijah astride Adam’s thighs with his arms around Adam’s shoulders. Adam tightened his grip around Elijah’s waist, and they kissed. Adam deepened the kiss while he slid his hands over his lover’s back and down to squeeze his taut ass cheeks.

With a soft sound, Elijah tried to press closer, and their hard shafts slid sensually together. Adam reached to the jar of oil and dipped a finger inside. He trailed the digit along Elijah’s cleft and gently breached the hidden entrance.

A low moan escaped Elijah’s lips. Adam mimicked the back and forth movement of his finger with his tongue, thrusting it in and out of Elijah’s’ mouth. His lover writhed in his lap, trying to push back on the solitary finger. Adam carefully removed it, dipped two fingers in the oil, and pressed back inside.

This time Adam brushed the special spot inside Elijah’s body and his lover cried out, his body trembling as he tried to ride the digits.

“Won’t last.” Elijah panted against Adam’s cheek. “Please. Want to spill with you inside me.”

“You’re so tight,” Adam whispered. “Just a little more.” He drenched three fingers in the oil, the jar rocking dangerously back and forth as he hastily removed them. He spread them as wide as possible to ready Elijah for his cock.

“Now, Adam.” Elijah didn’t wait for Adam’s response. He knelt and positioned Adam’s dick at his entrance.

Adam gripped Elijah’s ass cheeks and helped him sink down slowly. Elijah groaned softly as his flesh penetrated him. Adam kissed his lover, whispering words of love and encouragement, as his cock was enveloped in the tight heat of Elijah’s body.

Elijah’s head dropped forward to rest on Adam’s shoulder as he sat fully impaled. Adam ran his hands up and down his lover’s back and nuzzled him tenderly. “You have me, beautiful,” he whispered. “You have me.”

Elijah raised his head, and his smile warmed Adam, dissipating every last fragment of the cold emptiness he’d carried in his heart since leaving him. Adam leaned forward and nuzzled the sweat and steam dampened skin of Elijah’s neck.

“Never leave me again, Adam,” Elijah whispered.

“Never. I’d sooner cut out my own heart.” Adam murmured against Elijah’s cheek before claiming his lips.

Elijah’s inner muscles squeezed and relaxed around Adam’s shaft as the kiss deepened. Adam slipped his hands to Elijah’s hips and began to thrust. He tilted his pelvis upward as he pulled Elijah down and relished the gasp of his name.

As Elijah began to ride him, Adam released his grip on his left hip to grasp his lover’s cock. The organ had wilted, but, as Adam stroked and Elijah lost himself in pleasure, his dick quickly rose to full hardness.

Adam kissed Elijah again as he tried to move faster, pressing his body closer to Adam and writhing on the cock inside him. Moans and sighs of mutual pleasure rose into the air to mix with the steam and herbal scent of the oil. The kisses became more intense. Adam kissed any part of Elijah’s face or throat he could reach.

The water churned, splashing around them and onto the floor as their movements became more frantic. Adam felt his release building low in his belly, the familiar feeling radiating outwards. He jerked his hips in staccato thrusts, and Elijah cried out as Adam finally hit his sweet spot. He stroked the hard flesh in his hand faster, flicking his thumb over the head of Elijah’s cock. Elation swept through him as, with a cry of Adam’s name, Elijah crested.

Elijah’s release pulsed over Adam’s hand, and the tight sheath surrounding his cock spasmed and squeezed his primed flesh. He groaned low and deep, giving into his body’s demands. His orgasm washed over him in waves of pleasure as his seed filled his lover.

Adam sagged back as the intensity of his release left him drained. Elijah collapsed forward onto his chest, and he stroked his lover’s back with the little energy he possessed. The water around them still churned wildly, and Adam closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the water still as he regained his wits and his breath.

Finally he had strength enough to move. “It’s getting cold in here, beautiful. Let’s dry off and go to bed.”

Elijah sighed and nodded against Adam’s shoulder. “I guess so.”

Adam made sure Elijah was safely out of the bath before letting the water drain away. Adam urged Elijah to dry quickly and led him into the bedroom. They settled under the sheet, Adam on his back and Elijah pressed closed to his side. Adam expected Elijah to fall asleep once they settled, but his lover surprised him.

Elijah propped himself up on his right elbow and gazed down at Adam while stroking circles over Adam’s chest.

“I know you’re still a Federal Marshal. I know you may want to stay one, but I have a proposition for you,” Elijah said.

Adam tilted his head and met his gaze. “I’m listening,” he said.

“I own a big ranch, and Mitch, Abe, and I are in the process of buying the Big A,” Elijah said. “We’ll then split the land between us. I know about cattle. I’ve grown up with that as my family’s business, but I have ideas of my own. Like I told you, I’ve always loved horses. I want to move into horse breeding but don’t know much about it. You love horses, too, and you used to bust broncos.”

“Yep. My family had a modest horse ranch,” Adam said. “I know a fair bit about them.”

“I thought maybe you might give up being a marshal and help me realize my dream with horses.” Elijah’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I have a good foreman who knows what he’s doing with the cattle. I hardly need to do more than check the paperwork. But with the horses, well that’s entirely different.”

Adam’s heart leaped. He hadn’t wanted to be a kept man, but he hadn’t wanted to return to his job as a marshal either. To work alongside Elijah, to realize a dream with his lover and work once again with horses, he couldn’t have envisioned a better future.

With a laugh of joy, he pulled Elijah closer so that the younger man lay on his chest and kissed him with love and delight. “I’d like that, beautiful,” he said. “That sounds like paradise to me.”

Elijah’s face lit up, and he peppered Adam’s face with kisses. “Thank you. The words don’t seem enough,” he said.

“They’re plenty, beautiful,” Adam said and framed Elijah’s face in his hands. “We’ll let the others know in the morning, and Xipil can direct me to where I can telegraph my Chief and tender my resignation.”

“Oh, Adam, I’m so happy.”

Elijah leaned forward and kissed him. Adam held his love tight. “Me too, beautiful,” he whispered. He smiled as Elijah nestled himself against his side.

“I have so many ideas,” Elijah whispered. “So many things I’d like to do.”

As silence descended, Adam looked down as a soft snore escaped Elijah’s lips. He smiled tenderly and closed his eyes.
A horse breeder. Who’d have guessed? A whole new life and future waiting for me, as bright and shiny as a new penny, with the man I love by my side. It’s as if all my dreams have come true.

Adam knew there was a lot of hard work to come, but he welcomed the change with open arms. He was ready for a new life.

Biography

Pelaam lives in clean, green New Zealand. She is a published author of gay male romance and erotica across time and space. When not writing, she indulges in her other passions as a foodie and wine buff.

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