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grasped Nathaniel’s hard cock, becoming lost in the
sensation of silky skin sliding over a firm shaft as he
stroked his darling in time with his own thrusts.
“Taden, I…” Nathaniel gave a harsh cry and
threw his head back as he came in Taden’s hand. Hot
semen erupted over Taden’s stomach while clenching
muscles gripped his cock. With a final, ecstatic thrust,
he released his seed into his lover’s body.
Nathaniel buried his face against his neck, and
Taden felt his hot tears. “Darling, what is it?”
Nathaniel’s lean chest rose and fell. “I’ve been
with others,” he confessed in a quavering voice. “But
I’ve never made love with someone before.
It’s…shattering.”
Taden swallowed a hard lump in his throat,
unable to speak. He could only hold Nathaniel
against his pounding heart. They sat together for
several long moments, Taden’s soft cock cradled in
Nathaniel’s body. But then he eased Nathaniel back
and kissed the tears from his lovely face. “We should
go. The Sutherlins will want retribution for the
soldiers who were killed. We’re not safe, alone like
this.”
Taden was startled when Nathaniel cupped his
face. “I love you,” he said, looking into Taden’s eyes
then kissing him gently.
* * *
Taden shoved the last of the supplies into the
saddlebags then crossed to the glen where the horses
had been staked. Nathaniel was holding the reins of
Taden’s horse as he joined him.
“My lord,” Nathaniel said with a slight bow.
Taden thrilled at the faint blush on his cheeks and the
way Nathaniel’s eyes shown with happiness. Taden
touched his lover’s face, caressing his soft, warm skin,
then reached for the pummel of the stallion’s saddle
and swung onto his back. Nathaniel climbed into his
own saddle, and they rode the short distance through
the trees to the shoreline.
Taden enjoyed the day immensely as they
alternately ran and walked the horses on the sand, the
salty spray of the sea wafting into their faces. They
rode abreast when they could. As the afternoon
waned, they ate in the saddle, passing bread and
cheese and dried fruit between them. Taden noted a
strained look coming into Nathaniel’s eyes as the sun
sank lower on the horizon and drew his horse to a
walk. “What is it?”
Nathaniel gave him an anxious glance, and Taden
saw the raw spot on his pale lips where he’d worried
them with his teeth. “We should have found the ship
by now.”
“Are you sure?”
Nathaniel drew his horse to a stop, studying the
position of the sun and the landscape around them.
“It has to be close. I recognize that knoll of trees on
the hill to the south.”
“Maybe it washed out to sea,” Taden suggested,
watching the waves crash on the beach.
“It would have taken a storm to do that. I beached
it well.”
Taden shrugged, unperturbed. “Let’s keep going.
It has to be here somewhere. We’ll find it.” He
reached out to pull Nathaniel against his shoulder for
a quick embrace. Later, he realized the move had
probably saved his darling’s life as an arrow whistled
past where Nathaniel’s body had been seconds
before. A second arrow struck Nathaniel’s horse
through the chest and Taden hauled Nathaniel into
his arms as the horse went down.
Taden’s stallion reared, unbalancing him, and
Taden fell hard to the sand with Nathaniel in his
arms. He grunted as the breath was knocked from
him, but he frantically scrambled to his feet, hauling
Nathaniel up with him.
Soldiers in blue Sutherlin uniforms stepped out of
the dense tree line, several with bows drawn. Two
others carried swords. Taden felt Nathaniel flinch as a
fifth soldier, supremely confident, walked onto the
sand. A slow smile spread on the Sutherlin captain’s
handsome face as he came up to Nathaniel and stood
too close for Taden’s comfort. Taden clenched a hand
as the man laughed, seeming pleased.
“Couldn’t keep away, witch?” the man asked,
then grabbed Nathaniel’s shirt and kissed him on the
mouth. Nathaniel jerked back and slipped on the
sand. Taden leaped forward, but a drawn sword froze
him in place. He watched, enraged, as the Sutherlin
captain knelt and shoved Nathaniel onto his back
then straddled him. The man drew a knife from his
belt, halting Nathaniel’s struggles.
“Good boy,” the man said, and leaned in to kiss
Nathaniel again, his light hair swinging down to hide
their faces. One of the Sutherlin soldiers made a
sound of protest, his aversion plain to read on his
young face, but the others stood by passively as the
captain ran a hand over Nathaniel’s prone body.
The blood roared in Taden’s head and he tensed,
ready to spring despite the sword digging into his
spine. But a harsh wheeze and gurgle from the
captain stopped him. He watched in amazement as
the captain’s body suddenly collapsed on top of
Nathaniel.
The Sutherlin soldiers eyed each other in obvious
fear. The young man who’d protested the captain’s
behavior finally approached the sprawled men.
“Captain?” he asked, nudging the man’s shoulder
with a booted foot. When there was no response, the
soldier took a knee and rolled the man off Nathaniel.
He leapt to his feet with a cry of horror. Blood pooled
in the captain’s eyes and nostrils and flowed freely
from his mouth as his heart pumped out his life.
While the Sutherlins were distracted by the
shocking sight, Taden crawled over to Nathaniel and
helped him sit up. Nathaniel looked at him with
confusion, then leaned against Taden’s shoulder with
a sigh. Taden felt the tremors that ran his darling’s
body. Nathaniel’s skin was icy and his breathing
shallow. Taden held him closely, knowing the
Sutherlins would deal with them soon enough.
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