The Foxling Soldati (Soldati Hearts #2)(2)
“You shouldn’t make such promises.” Rayner brushed his lips over Toka’s. “I have a very wicked imagination.”
Toka whimpered, making Rayner chuckle. “You’re teasing me,” Toka said with a huff, turning his head away. Rayner took hold of his chin and turned his head back to meet his gaze.
“Oh, but I’m very serious, my little fox.”
“I… I am your little fox, Rayner. Only yours, should you wish to have me.” Toka dropped his gaze to his fingers, his cheeks burning. He was uncertain where this forwardness had come from. He supposed Rayner’s own boldness toward Toka as of late spurred him on. “I’ve not allowed anyone else to… touch me in such an… intimate manner.”
Rayner appeared stunned. “You’ve been saving yourself for me?”
Toka nodded. “From the moment I met your gaze, I knew there would be no other.” The day Toka stood before Khalon, the newly crowned Soldati king, Toka’s life changed, and not for the reasons he’d expected. The previous king and his court departed the Soldati Realm, and Khalon and his court were presented with their new servants. Toka was one of the many foxlings who would be serving Khalon and his court. As Rayner stood proudly beside his king, Toka’s heart and body were seized by the unspoken promise in Rayner’s amber eyes—a promise that Toka would one day be his.
“Your words humble me,” Rayner whispered as he leaned in and brushed his lips over Toka’s before he poked out his tongue to lick at Toka’s bottom lip, drawing a gasp from him. “They also stoke the embers of desire within me. You are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on. I have never felt envious of my king until the day your mother presented you to him. Deep in my heart, I knew Khalon would never lay a finger on you, yet a secret part of me feared he might lose himself in your beauty. I wanted you for myself, even if we could not mate. I yearned to have you.” With his lips parted, Rayner laid siege to Toka’s mouth, his tongue plundering, dueling with Toka’s own.
Toka surrendered himself without question. Whatever Rayner desired of him, Toka would give freely and eagerly. Rayner’s heat enveloped Toka, and he closed his fingers around fistfuls of Rayner’s sleeves, fearing Rayner might slip away. It wasn’t his first kiss from Rayner, but it was the most heated by far. Toka lived for those moments when Rayner sought him out, stealing a kiss when no one was looking. The kisses were sweet, affectionate, and took Toka’s breath away each time. This kiss threatened to send him to the stars. It lit a spark inside him, and he foolishly wanted more. Rayner’s mouth was warm, and he tasted of the sweet wine he’d had earlier.
The feel of Rayner’s hand sliding down Toka’s side made him shiver, and he brought his legs together as tight as he could around Rayner’s knee in the hopes of easing the rapidly growing desire in his groin. Rayner moved his hand underneath Toka’s knee-length tunic to cup him through his undergarments, and Toka had never been more grateful for his bare-legged servant’s attire. He gasped, throwing his head back, and Rayner took advantage, nipping at Toka’s exposed neck.
“Oh heavens.” Toka whimpered as Rayner caressed him through his clothing.
“Is that a yes?” Rayner whispered in Toka’s ear, and Toka gasped.
“Yes,” Toka replied through his panting breaths. Never had he expected to be treated as an equal. Rayner stole kisses, but now as he freed Toka’s shaft from his undergarments before removing his own from his trousers, he had asked tenderly, as he would a lover. Rayner palmed both their erections, and Toka feared he might spill his seed all too quickly. They were both already leaking, and Rayner used the pearly drops in place of lubricant.
“Rayner,” Toka breathed, the pressure and friction of Rayner’s hand as he pumped their shafts together was blissful torture. Fiery heat flared through Toka’s body, his muscles aching in the most delicious way. Never had he yearned for anything or anyone the way he yearned for Rayner. Rayner trailed kisses up Toka’s skin to his jawline, his husky voice low and gravelly when he spoke.
“You are a gift, Toka. A beautiful, precious gift.”
Toka cupped Rayner’s face, and brought him down for another scorching kiss. Rayner moaned into Toka’s mouth, and Toka arched his back, thrusting into Rayner’s hand as the pleasure rolled through him like a storm. Rayner quickened his pace, and Toka sucked on Rayner’s tongue. He gave in to his wicked desire and nipped at Rayner’s bottom lip before licking at it.
“Sweet goddess above,” Rayner said through a groan. He crushed Toka between himself and the tree, his hand losing all rhythm as he gasped and panted. “Toka, will you forgive me… for being… selfish?” he panted.
“Yes. Anything,” Toka promised.
“Don’t let anyone else touch you like this. Don’t give yourself to anyone but me.”
Toka’s release thundered through him, and he dug his fingers into Rayner’s shoulders, his strangled cry muffled by Rayner’s lips. As the heavenly pleasure racked him, Toka feared his body wasn’t strong enough to contain the blinding white light that flared inside him, desperate to break free. Rayner’s own release quickly followed, and he groaned into Toka’s mouth. Toka’s body trembled from his release, and when he moved his lips from Rayner’s, his reply was a mere whisper, but loud enough for Rayner to hear. “I promise.”