CHAPTER 351: OF BETTER AND HAPPIER DAYS

[KAWAI]

It took a moment after he pulled back for Tamiko to take in the sight before him. It was such a perfect sight, but at the same time, it had him nursing a boner when he had been ready for the worst this early.

"You alright?" Kosta asked as he lit up even more candles to make Tamiko see that it was truly him here and not just a figment of his brain. It was for both their sakes, and it was a nice thing to do.

Well, until Tamiko REALLY saw Kosta.

"Kosta..." Tamiko said, his breaths hitching in his throat as he stared at his Erasthai, who was in nothing but a tank top that did nothing to cover his nakedness. Tamiko wasn’t against seeing his mate’s supple skin, and even the deities knew that.

Kosta was different this morning. He was even tempted to say the man was glowing which wasn’t so bad, but damn was he tempting in that state, without any worry in his face like he wasn’t making the prince suffer.

"You alright, Krushka?" Kosta asked teasingly as he set the table. He knew what he was doing, and Tamiko was so close to suffering a brain aneurysm from the sight alone. This was heaven, a heaven that Tamiko wanted to live in forever.

"Fuck," Tamiko growled lowly as he stared at Kosta’s thighs, where his marks lay so proudly. The precious evening and night had been full of pleasure and markings as if they wouldn’t see each other again.

Tamiko was covered in Kosta’s marks, but the Lycan Chief? He looked so fucking consumable standing so prettily with Tamiko’s marks on him and a tank top that did nothing to hide the tastiest cunt that Tamiko ever had.

The young prince was losing his mind. He wanted to bend his Erasthai against the counter and fuck into him like an animal but at the same time he didn’t want Kosta to think that he was a horny dog without any morals and who only wanted to fuck Kosta.

It was true, though. He couldn’t think straight with Kosta around, and certainly not when Kosta was standing there like all was okay and he didn’t smell like the best dose of caramel that Tamiko had ever breathed in.

Kosta was his addiction and shamelessly so.

Tamiko wanted to bury himself in Kosta’s cunt so deep that he didn’t have to come out until the end of time. But he also knew that his Erasthai was more than just an omega for him to make love to and fuck in all the ways to their hells.

"You look pale... We should get some food into you and get some really good rest before the day continues," Kosta said so casually like he wasn’t already leaking from having Tamiko so close to him and smelling so fucking good.

He could see the prince struggling for control, and Kosta wanted to tease him just some more. He wanted to see how far the prince could hold on before pouncing on him. It wasn’t a bad idea because that was all Kosta needed this morning.

"Yeah, that could be a good idea," Tamiko said absentmindedly, even though he was hungry for his Erasthai and not the food that Kosta was moving around while setting the table with.

All he wanted, was Kosta.

Just Kosta.

It was agonizing for him to be that controlled, and he was not sure how long he could do this. Maybe he had to be good, and maybe if he was good enough, Kosta would let him feed, right? Kosta would give him just a taste. That wasn’t too hard, no?

Well, Tamiko was hard.

"We have the whole day for ourselves, princess. Any ideas on what to do today? Anything you’d want us to do?" Tamiko asked once they were seated at the breakfast table.

He was loving the way things seemed so good, how life had slowly started to accommodate them and their love. It was such a beautiful thought, and Tamiko hoped to the goddess that this wouldn’t be the end of their happiness.

Happiness had been the one thing that had evaded them for a while, and it wouldn’t be fair if they lost it all just when they were starting to understand themselves. Even then, he couldn’t help but be envious of the seat that Kosta was sitting on.

"How about we stay in," Kosta suggested as he stared right into Tamiko’s eyes that were so focused on him if this was the first time the man was seeing him. It was like Kosta was the most beautiful thing he had seen, and he was dying on that hill.

If it had all been like before, Kosta would have been uncomfortable, but after spending the rut with Tamiko, Kosta had gotten more confident and comfortable in his body, even as he opened his legs wider for Tamiko to catch a whiff of his arousal.

It was a hard morning for Tamiko, but Kosta didn’t mind playing games. He was desperate, too, but seeing the struggle on Tamiko’s face made it a bit exciting. They were both suffering, and yet they both held the relief they both needed.

"You realize what you are asking, princess?" Tamiko asked, his voice sensual and husky, like this was interestingly the best worst idea ever. But surely it couldn’t always be as bad, right?

This had to mean something, and Kosta also had to have known to expect it all, right? Well, he did. He wanted it and more. He was looking forward to it since the moment he had sneaked out of his nest and left Tamiko sleeping in.

Kosta had hoped to come back and find Tamiko sleeping, but then that hadn’t gone according to plan, so here they were — not that it was any terrible either anyway. They would eventually get there, right?

"Yup... Unless you’re scared of staying in with me," Kosta teased, and Tamiko chuckled. He should have seen this coming, but at the same time, he didn’t mind whatever it was that was coming for him and Kosta. They would be fine after all, no?

"Me? Scared? Oh, please," Tamiko said as he walked over to Kosta’s side of the table. They had been facing each other, but now it was like Tamiko wanted more than just the table standing between them.

"What are you—" Kosta tried only for Tamiko to take the seat next to Kosta and pull the chief over to him, and sit him on his lap without so much effort. This was slowly becoming the norm for them, but none were complaining either way.

"Are YOU scared, baby?" Tamiko whispered in Kosta’s ears.

"I... I’m hungry," Kosta choked out.

"Good thing you prepared breakfast, princess. Shall we?" Tamiko asked like Kosta’s wet cunt wasn’t leaking onto the slacks Tamiko had woken up in. He was starting to have second thoughts about the clothes on him at the moment.

"But... How will you eat? Won’t I be blocking you?" Kosta asked sheepishly and Tamiko lifted himself just a bit, enough to pull the slacks down his thighs and let his hard cock clash with Kosta’s sipping cunt.

"I’ll be having breakfast too, baby... Care to move just a bit for me, princess?" Tamiko said.

Kosta didn’t need to be told twice because he lifted himself, and angled his cunt against Tamiko’s standing cock. He let out a soft whine as his cunt swallowed the thick girth like it was all that he had been made for.

"Smart baby... Now, we both eat," Tamiko whispered as he latched his mouth onto the mark he had made on Kosta’s neck, the same mark that had been throbbing and begging for Tamiko’s lips for a while now.

The prince didn’t wait for Kosta to say anything and instead he sucked, nibbled, and bit that mark over and over, slowly, and sensually, while Kosta let out soft whines despite Tamiko’s adamance that the Lycan’s chief get to eat.

But how was Kosta supposed to focus on breakfast when Tamiko’s lips were on his neck and forcing him to arch himself against the prince, making the thick girth in him move so pleasurably and in addictive motions that it was all that Kosta was thinking of at the moment.

"More... Please," Kosta begged, and Tamiko wasn’t one to say no to his Erasthai. He could have continuously teased him if they were not so desperate for each other. He could have played around, but they were both desperate for more.

Tamiko didn’t hesitate to gently push Kosta forward, so the Lycan’s chief’s back was laid so beautifully against the breakfast table that still had food that begged for their attention.

But how could they even be bothered when Tamiko’s grip on Kosta’s waist was so firm and directive?

The young prince rolled his Erasthai hips against his crotch, maximizing on the way Kosta was weeping for his cock. He loved his Kosta, and he was going to give him whatever he needed. They needed this after being away from each other for four days.

"I want more... please... More," Kosta begged, and Tamiko pushed his seat back, before he got up, bending Kosta properly against the breakfast table. It was more than he had anticipated, not that he had any complaints this early anyway.

"As you wish, my beautiful princess," Tamiko said as he thrust into Kosta harshly and roughly. He silently prayed that Kosta wasn’t hurt by this, but the beautiful moans that came from his Erasthai were all the motivation Tamiko needed to give him all.

"Harder... Ru... Ruin me, please, Kaito," Kosta begged, not caring that he was unleashing a beast.

Or maybe he didn’t mind because at the end of the day, this beast was his.

Only his.

Always his.

"Your wish is my command, always, princess."