The Palace (Part 4)
Chapter 1
No word from Kai came for two weeks after his departure. Patai felt his absence keenly, but tried to distract his grief with pleasure, spending each night, and large parts of some days, in Saul's bedchambers. Saul was visibly doting on Patai, often inviting him down to the palace dinners in the great hall, to sit beside him. Patai was enjoying his chance to become more friendly with Saul, and found him to be a truly wonderful man, capable of kindness and tenderness, but also very capable of being lustful, and dominative. While Kai dominated by his sheer magnetism, Saul dominated sexually, often moving Patai on him with his own hands, holding him tight while fucking his pussy. Patai enjoyed every second of his attention, and found his love growing for Saul.
One night, Saul had brought him to his bedchambers, after a heated meal down in the great hall, Patai stroking him naughtily under the table, and kissing him every so often. Saul was obviously very hot for him, but had sat him down on the edge of his bed, and rooted around inside one of the chests in his room. Patai had, almost impatiently, waited, and then suitably gasped at what he took out, his blue eyes widening in surprise.
A diamond necklace. It looked incredibly beautiful, reflecting the light from the moon and stars outside, and the candles in the room, making the room brighter by its presence. He was entranced by its beauty, and Saul slowly steps forward, allowing Patai time to admire it, before clasping it together behind his neck. Patai touched the precious stone necklace, a slow smile spreading over his face as he steps in front of a full length mirror. It looked perfect against his neck, and he marvelled at it, amazed at this gift.
''I hope you like it,'' Saul said, who had been watching anxiously. He obviously didn't do this often for men or women.
Patai turned to him, and kissed him passionately as he could, hearing Saul moan in pleasure as Patai does likewise. He steps back, and offers a beautiful smile, whispering, ''I love it, Saul.''
Saul smiles happily, joyous in the boy's acceptance of the gift which he had agonised over for hours, wanting a perfect gift. He drew him close, kissing him softly as he rubbed the boy's pussy and back through his shirt, then he slowly pulled Patai's shirt off. Patai moaned softly as he hugged Saul, looking up at him, both his face and the necklace shining beautifully in Saul's eyes. He smiles as he brings the boy over to the bed, laying him down. He tugs his pants down, once again finding that Patai was wearing no underwear, the naughty little thing.
He leans down and kisses the inside of one of his thighs, hearing squeals of pleasure as he traced the tip of his tongue up the boy's thigh. Saul, loving the taste of his soft, smooth skin, gently kissed and licked the inside of his thigh for a few moments, before rubbing a hand up his other thigh, and stroking his small cock. ''Ohhhhh.....,'' he heard Patai whimper softly, his feminine whimper inflaming his passions, and he started to kiss and lick his small cock, while his hands rubbed Patai's hips and thighs. Patai moved his cock at Saul's mouth as he arched in pleasure, and Saul gladly took it in his mouth, sucking and licking it softly. Patai balled his little fists in Saul's long hair as he cums, squealing in pleasure, Saul sighing happily as he takes it in and swallows it down. He then kissed up the boy's body, planting two soft, but long, kisses on each of Patai's nipples, Patai reacting almost violently to this, his slender body arching up against Saul's and his delicate hands clenched on Saul's shoulder blades. Saul spent a little time enjoying the taste of his neck, kissing and sucking, leaving very faint red suck marks there as his hands enjoyed the feel of Patai's chest and shoulders, always exciting a low squeal when his hands passed over the boy's nipples. His mouth eventually glided up to Patai's ruby lips, and they kissed, a soft but deep kiss, their tongues and lips exciting one another as Saul toys with Patai's nipples.
Patai gently pushes at Saul, until he kneels over him, Patai slowly kneeling as well. He blushes as he reaches for Saul's shirt, but boldly strips it off the man, revealing his hard, muscled chest and stomach. He bites his lower lip shyly, but ventures a hand, then the other, to rub at Saul's body, moaning softly as he felt the strength there. Saul was moaning very lowly, watching Patai with interest in his eyes, bringing his hands up to rub Patai's hips slowly, Patai moaning louder at this. He blushes once again as he leans his head close, kissing the hard, bulging muscles, not believing how sweet the tight skin over his muscles could taste to him. He kissed both nipples, tasting for the first time erect nipples, and quite enjoying it, before Saul started to rub his pussy cheeks, making him arch himself into Saul's body, looking up at him. Saul was smiling warmly at him, but from the way he was rubbing Patai, the young boy knew exactly what was on his mind, so he reached his hands down to pull down Saul's trousers. As usual, when his long, rock hard cock was revealed, Patai hesitantly reached a hand to it, and stroked it softly along its length, bringing a moan from Saul and he pulled Patai to him for a passionate, deep kiss, his tongue claiming Patai's mouth, his hands squeezing his pussy hard. Patai moaned loudly into the kiss, rubbing at his chest almost placatingly. Saul's lustful ways excited him and scared him, all at once, a very heady combination that Patai found to his liking. Saul gently, but urgently, pushed him down onto the bed, and before Patai could even register it, had hooked Patai's legs around his waist. Patai bit his lower lip softly, arching his neck and moaning softly as he felt Saul take a firm grip of his hips and bring his cock inside his spread pussy cheeks. He barely got his small hands up to rub Saul's stomach, before Saul thrusted into him, making him arch violently back into the bed.
Saul wanted him terribly. He looked so innocent and beautiful under him, the diamond necklace glinting in the candle light as did his cheeks. His face was screwed up prettily as his pussy struggled, as always, to cope with Saul's cock. Once his cock was properly anchored inside Patai's pussy, he rubbed his hands up from the boy's curved hips to his pink, pert nipples, moaning softly as Patai begins to pleasure his cock with his tight, hot pussy, gripping him hard on each withdrawal, rubbing his slender fingers over his hard stomach. He can hear Patai squealing to the feel of his hands on his nipples, loving how one of his fingertips completely cover Patai's nipple, the size difference of the delicate boy and hard, muscled man seeming to make him so much more valuable. He leaned over, still thrusting as hard as he could, and put his mouth to one of Patai's taut nipples, licking it softly before clasping his lips onto it and sucking. Patai made a half moan, half whimper as he cummed the contents of his balls up against Saul's stomach and onto his own torso. He could feel his own cum rising through his cock, and abruptly stopped his thrusting, leaning back to look at Patai, seeing the vividly red nipple he had just feasted upon, and that Patai's eyes were intensely clenched in his face, the young boy moaning inanely in pleasure. His hands now gripped the back of Saul's shoulder blades, holding Saul close, and at the same time easing some of the pressure on his tested body. Saul couldn't hold off any longer, and now thrusted once again, deep and fast into Patai, Patai's moaning once again becoming loud squeals and whimpers of pleasure, which only served to fire Saul up, his hands, almost violently, taking Patai's hips and moving him fast on his cock as he thrusted. He climaxes explosively in Patai, the young boy screaming at the top of his lungs as Saul cried out, Saul feeling his cum pool inside the boy around his cock.
He wanted more of him, he realised, but worried about how tired Patai was, so instead of continuing his mad thrusts, he brought his lips up to Patai's neck, sucking his skin, tasting the sweetness there, feeling on the tip of his tongue the soft veins of his neck. Patai's hands clenched harder on Saul's back, and Saul felt the spreading warmth of Patai's cum once more on his stomach, as Patai moaned, ''Saul, oh God, Saul.....''
It fanned the flames of his passion, and before he could consider Patai again, his cock was plunging in and out of his tight, slightly pained pussy. Patai couldn't stop moaning, whimpering as Saul pleasured his nipples once more with his wide lips, his wet tongue, his strong, wide hands roaming all over him. He didn't have the strength to move, but he had the consciousness to enjoy this, as Saul took him, fully and completely. His cum once more filled Patai's already overflowing pussy, Saul's cock, balls and pubic hair now slick with his own cum. He sighed a sigh of satisfaction, as Patai went completely limp, his exhausted arms falling to his sides, his face still intense in the pleasure, and what could be pain, reflected there.
Saul withdrew, reluctantly. If Patai offered himself for longer, Saul would take him. He wanted the boy, at all times, since that first night he had spent with him upon Kai's return to his palace.
Patai's face slowly relaxed, as his breathing became more regular. His eyelids opened, and his beautiful eyes stared up at Saul above him, too tired to smile, too breathless to moan. He merely stared, wonder in his innocent eyes, up at Saul. Saul lay down beside him and pulled him close, hearing Patai's soft moan of pain, as his pussy throbbed half pleasantly and half painfully. Patai knew, from the two weeks that he had been solely Saul's, that Saul always hurt his pussy, but his urgency brought an animal satisfaction to him that Kai's more tender approach. Both the men he loved pleasured him, just in different ways. Night and day, they were to him, both important to his happiness.
Saul brought him up onto his own body, Patai's smooth legs wrapped around one of his thighs, his little, limp penis rubbing gently against him. Patai could still barely move, his hands on Saul's chest, like his head, as he took slow, long breaths. Saul could feel cum seeping slowly from Patai's pussy, down his thighs and onto Saul's thigh, somewhat enjoying the feeling. He stroked Patai's hair, which now reached down to his slight shoulders, loving the airy feeling of it, the fragrance of it. He smiled, his lust for the beautiful boy sated at this moment, in his simple appreciation of him.
Patai tilted his head to look at Saul, who immediately looked into his eyes. ''Saul......,'' Patai began, in a weakened, but very emotional voice, ''I love you.''
Saul's eyes widened, and his jaw went slack. ''But.....what about Kai, princess?'' he asked, needing to know if he was being truthful.
''I love you both.....,'' Patai almost gasped, his soft face showing signs of pain right now, but he continued bravely, ''you both make up the world for me, you're both amazing, you two make me so, so very happy.....'' the pain Saul had seen in his face turning out to be intense feeling, as tears quickly trickled down his cheeks.
Saul could have stayed in that moment forever. He knew now that Patai loved him as he loved the sweet, perfect boy, that Kai wasn't the only man who satisfied him. At this moment, there wasn't that frustrating and overwhelming lust for him, just a love that made him burn to gently touch and kiss Patai, nothing more, for nothing more would truly be needed at this moment to make him, and Patai, happy.
''I love you too,'' Saul whispered, his eyes wide with wonder as he stared the beauty of the weeping boy, his arms encircling him and rubbing his back. Patai looked at him a moment longer, his arms moving oddly on Saul, as if he wanted to lean forward, and Saul read his intention, bringing the boy further up his own body, so he could kiss the lips that beckoned him like no other, that pleased him like no other. It was a soft, tender kiss, their lips merely pressing lightly at each other, before Patai tilted his head so his cheek rested on Saul's chest. Saul could see the childlike exhaustion Patai was exhibiting, loving the boy more for it, his lips spreading a wondrous smile as Patai's heavy lids closed slowly, and then his breathing became regulated to the deep sighs of slumber. Saul stroked his hair and the back of his neck, exciting small gasps in Patai's breathing, letting his own eyes close, willing himself to sleep, after tightening his grip, without thought, on the boy's back.
The sooner he slept, the sooner he could wake and feast more on Patai's presence, was his content thought, and sleep came quickly to the man.
Chapter 2
Patai awoke, his pussy feeling tight and pained, making it a unnecessarily hard task to merely get up off of Saul and step out of the bed. He looked down at Saul, who still slept, feeling a warmth of love flood him. He truly loved Saul, he now knew, and it was good to know, rather than think it was a betrayal of Kai to feel so towards him. As he stepped out onto the balcony to gaze at the sunny day illuminating the estate, he considered his feelings, knowing that if a choice had to be made, as cruel a choice as it would be, he'd have to pick Kai......the man have saved his life, and given him a new one. More than that, he had given Patai love, something no other had given him.
He stepped back into the room, seeing Saul still asleep and smiling, hoping he was having nice dreams. His body smelt a little too much of sweat for his liking, so he moved into the bathroom, and turned the shower on.
The patter of the shower water falling on the mats in the shower was the sound that greeted Saul's ears upon waking up. He sat up, and realised that Patai must be in there, his cock stirring to (enthusiastic) life as images of Patai's soft little body wet with the water of the shower. He got up, almost hastily, and stepped quietly into the shower, receiving a eyeful of simple, elegant beauty upon seeing Patai.
The boy was rubbing his wet skin with a flowery smelling lotion that he'd borrowed from Perillia, after it became apparent he'd probably be spending a lot of time in Saul's room. His skin was glistening, the white lotion made a sharp, sexy contrast to his pale tan. His shoulder length hair was a dark black colour once again, Saul realising he'd been using Perillia's shampoo once again. Frankly.....the black hair made him look so much sexier, Saul thought, as he absent mindedly rubbed his cock while watching.
Patai eventually realised, after rubbing some of the lotion into his stiffening cock, that Saul was standing in the doorway to the bedroom. He blushed and said, ''Good morning, Saul.''
Saul walked forward, and Patai's eyes were glued to his cock, which was rock hard and throbbing as he walked. ''Good morning, princess,'' he whispered to Patai as he drew the boy close, his hands grabbing Patai's pussy as his lips grabbed Patai's. Patai's hands went instinctively to Saul's chest as he moaned and responded to the kiss, loving the feel of Saul's hands rubbing his wet pussy, his skin shuddering slightly as Saul's hard cock prods against his waist. His hands drift down from Saul's chest to his cock, slowly rubbing it. Saul broke the kiss at this moment, red hot lust in his eyes as he purrs, ''My princess is horny this morning.''
Patai continued to rub at him, making Saul moan softly, as he purrs, ''Always horny for you, Saul'', in response. One of Saul's hands gently slid between the cheeks of Patai's pussy and Patai gave a moan of pain, his pussy much more sore than he had believed. Saul had heard it, despite his obvious lust to take him, and said, in a flatly disappointed voice, ''We may have to steer clear of your pussy for now, sweetness.''
Patai felt a little dejected for a moment, before he remembered the sheer hardness of Saul in his hands still. He looked up at Saul, and pushed him against the wall, his hands once again drifting down to Saul's cock to rub at it while he bent down onto his knees. Saul's eyes went wide as he watched Patai bring his ruby red lips to his throbbing cock, kissing it ever so softly.
Saul's eyes closed instantly, and he sagged his head back against the wall as Patai began to slowly move his wet tongue over Saul's wet cock, licking it almost like an animal, but God, did it get Saul hot. His hands found Patai's head, stroking his black hair as he moaned, ''Oh God, Patai.''
Patai, slowly parted his lips, which had been pressed against the tip of Saul's cock, and took Saul's cock in his mouth, the sensation of it overtaking him, making him moan against it. It tasted so strongly, the smell of it filled his nostrils, and it was so hard and yet, the skin was soft. He lovingly stroked his head on it, deep throating as much as he could take without gagging, while his hands rubbed at the base of Saul's cock, and his dark patch of pubic hair. Saul gripped his neck suddenly, and Patai braced himself, the surging of Saul's cum still hitting strongly, washing out all other tastes, his teeth, tongue and gums swimming in the creamy, hot cum. He left his mouth where it was on Saul's cock as he swallowed down his cum, but now he put his tongue to work, licking all around his cock, Saul rewarding him by tensing and cumming an even larger load into his eager mouth.
Patai finally leaned his head back, moaning at the lingering taste of Saul in his mouth, his feverish eyes looking up at Saul, who was staring at him like something was wrong. Patai, a little worried he had done something wrong, hesitantly asked, ''Saul, what's wrong?''
What was ''wrong'' was that Patai looked perfect at that moment to Saul. His black hair hanging soddenly to his shoulders and plastering his face and neck. His bright blue eyes, so full of innocence, seeming to be dazed by the blowjob he had just given. His ruby red lips, parted to show his red mouth and pink tongue, which gently licked at his lips every so often as if cleaning the lips of cum. His feminine cheeks red as his lips right now, puffing ever so slightly as he breathed in. He was everything a man could want in a boy.
He took Patai's hands and pulled him up close, turning the two of them so Patai's back was to the wall, one of his hands protecting the back of Patai's head from the wall as he crashed his body against the boy's, his hungry lips and tongue devouring Patai's mouth, while his other hand slipping down to the narrow gap between the wall and Patai's pussy, bringing the boy's lower body right up against his with the pressure of his hand while he rubbed at Patai's pussy. Patai couldn't even moan, so completely did Saul take his mouth right now, his tongue seemed to seek something inside Patai's mouth, and his own tongue could barely keep up, so tenacious was Saul now. His hands clinged, as if for dear life, to Saul's sides, his own chest pressed so hard against Saul's that his nipples tautened and tingled in his chest, their lower bodies glued together, Saul's cock flatted up against Patai, the whole length of it stretching from above Patai's pubic patch to his belly button.
Saul leaned back, finally, after Patai felt that he couldn't stand anymore. He actually began to slide down the wall, but Saul's hands quickly caught a hold of him. Patai's eyes were glued to Saul's, who's eyes seemed to be triumphantly regarding him. Saul gathered him into his arms after turning off the shower, standing him up at the doorway as he fetched a towel and slung it out onto the bedcover, coming back for Patai and carrying him to the bed, laying him down as if he was a precious jewel. Which, of course, he was.
Patai was still staring at Saul, and once he had laid him down, breathed the words, ''Make love to me.''
Saul visibly gulped as he resisted his animal urge to take him, and take him now, saying in a voice that betrayed the difficulty of this decision for him, ''I'm sorry princess, but you're still pained, and I won't take you like that. Later.......I'll make love to you for hours, I promise,'' the fire in his eyes letting Patai know that this was no empty promise. He nodded and watched as Saul dried himself, and donned his clothes, bidding Patai get some rest for later, kissing the boy, intending it to be soft, but as usual not able to resist passionately using his tongue, and letting his hands roam freely. He left Patai, the young boy feeling the exhaustion of that amazing, (literally) breathtaking kiss, letting his head fall back onto the large towel, sleep claiming him once more.
Chapter 3
Saul went out for a short run around the estate. He enjoyed the simple exercise, knowing also how important it was to maintain fitness. As he returned to the front of the estate some two hours later, there was a runner waiting in the entrance hall. ''Hello,'' Saul greeted him courteously.
''Hello Lord Saul, Lord Kai sent me with this message,'' he said, dutifully handing over his message cylinder. Saul opened it, and scanned the contents, feeling a bittersweet feeling inside him. Kai would be back soon.
He paid the messenger a small sum, then went up to Perillia's room, almost wishing he hadn't right away, walking in on Perillia doing her exercises that kept her limber, fully naked as was her custom. She smiled a kinky smile at him, and continued stretching, making sure to let Saul see every part of her. They were brother and sister, but since Saul was fifteen and Perillia was twelve, they had also been lovers. Perillia enjoyed being seductive to him, knowing that he was uncomfortable at times with their love for one another, but that when they started making love, he was nearly as passionate for her as he was for Patai.
''Kai will be back soon,'' Saul said, his eyes now glued on her perfect ass, which was up in the air as she stretched like a cat on her hands and knees, almost beckoning him to come take her ass. She looked over her shoulder, a challenging look on her face as she purrs, in that voice of hers that drove her brother crazy with lust, ''Hmm, does that mean you're not here for a little.......relief?''
Saul moans softly, and goes to her. She stands and turns to him, rubbing her body and one smooth thigh up against Saul, while her hands stroked his hard chest through his clothes, her lips locked to his in a fierce kiss. Saul had to throw caution to the wind when with Patai as regards to how hard he took the boy. This was not so, with Perillia, who was the one who had originally given Saul his mad lustful ways in their childhood, always acting seductively and teasing his passion to full flame. She, while having a surprisingly tender body, could still handle his full attentions as she had considerable sexual stamina.
Perillia stepped away from his embrace, and began stripping him, a wicked smile on her face as she purrs, ''Its too hot in here for you to be wearing all that clothes, brother of mine,'' loving the slight flush that creeped up to Saul's cheeks. She wanted to antagonise him into lust, and it worked, for as soon as she had him fully naked, he grabbed her arms and backed her to the bed, almost throwing her onto it. He took her legs and spread them roughly, his right hand plunging two thick fingers into her pussy as he lay his body onto hers, kissing her neck hard. She moaned and rubbed his back, not having to act anymore. She was a whore, true, but she had only ever had Saul, Kai and some of the male servants around the palace. For reasons beyond her understanding, her body had always been quite tender, and Saul's hand in her pussy, while his other hand rubbed up and down one smooth leg, his hot lips on her neck, all had her moaning and squealing in joyous pleasure. He took his hand out of her, and now positioned himself between her legs, stroking into her without warning, and her hands jumped to his shoulders, clinging tight as he thrusted, hard and fast, into her tight pussy. She looked at him for as long as she could, loving how in control and manly Saul and Kai could look while taking her, but soon her eyes close from sheer pleasure and her graceful neck arches back, moaning ''Oh, Saul, oh God,'' as she cums, the combination of his hand and then his cock inside her proving too much. He had her hips in his hands, pulling her onto him each thrust, and now Perillia's pleasure was Saul's, wanting him to cum inside her, so she starts to grip her pussy tight on him, feeling the tender skin of her pussy tingle and run with sexual electricity, her hands falling from Saul's back to the bed as his cock erupts in her, a scream torn from her as he cries out in pleasure. He stops his mad thrusting for a moment, looking down at her as she looks up at Saul, his cock buried in her, and a soft, feminine voice reaches their ears, ''Saul? Perillia?''
Their heads turn to the door, and standing there, dressed only in a shirt once more, was Patai, his eyes wide as he beholds the sight before him. Perillia's wicked mind quickly reacts, and she purrs, ''Come here, princess.''
Patai slowly walked to the bed, his eyes going from Saul's hard chest and handsome face, to Perillia's beautiful face and fanned out hair, her breasts looking majestic on her chest as she lays below Saul, to their combined sexes, seeing the cum seeping over their groins. Perillia gently pushes at Saul to make him withdraw, and Perilla turns her body, propped up on her hands splayed out on the bed behind her, her legs spread wide to show Patai her cum soaked pussy, glistening and tempting. Patai strips off his shirt when he sees the sexual, hungry look in Perillia's face, and he hesitantly, a blush suffusing his cheeks, puts his head between her legs, all the time looking at her for guidance. She brings one hand to his head and pushes him gently at it, and soon his lips meets the tender insides of her thighs. She moans, her hand going back behind her, pleasure washing over her as Patai's lips caress her pussy lips, then his tongue starts moving on her hungrily, removing Perillia's and Saul's mixed cum, hearing him moan in pleasure as she does likewise, enjoying the softer touch of a tongue there instead of Saul's cock.
Saul had watched, his lust magnifying and multiplying, as Patai ate his cum from Perillia, but now he noticed the boy's position on the bed. He had bent over the edge of it to pleasure Perillia's pussy, and now his pussy was up in the air, so inviting to Saul's hungry eyes.
He got up, took Patai's hips in his hands, and started to ease himself into the young boy, feeling Patai startle and try to move off Perillia, but she held his head there, whispering soothing words to him. Her soothing words aroused Saul, nevermind Patai, and the young boy obeyed her, licking and kissing her pussy even harder now. Saul slowly thrusts into Patai, and the young boy squeals, his body tensing from the overwhelming pleasure. His cum spills out, almost immediately once Saul thrusts, over the bed and his stomach, and he moans muffled moans as Saul contines to take his pussy aggressively, thrusting every bit as hard into him as he had done with Perillia. Perillia stroked Patai's hair and neck, almost cooing in pleasure, enjoying that the boy obeyed her, and she came again, harder this time, and Patai's eager tongue thanked her by licking her clean. Saul now thrusts deep as he can into Patai, hearing the boy whimper beautifully, loving the smoothness of his curved back as Saul's hands caressed it, his sides, his gentle shoulders. He grips Patai hard, his eyes closing and the veins of his neck standing out as he cums, several times, into Patai, hearing a muffled cry from the boy each time his insides are flooded with Saul's cum.
Saul, with a moan of satisfaction, withdraws from Patai, the young boy's body slumping from exhaustion. Saul's cock, having tasted female and male pussy, starts to go limp and he smiles as Patai takes his mouth from Perillia, resting his head on her thigh lightly. He smiled at Perillia, and she smiled, a little in wonder, back at him. She and Patai had never made love before, only ever kissing and touching each other softly before this, but now she could see why he could demand the love of her two great loves. There was no slyness, no malice, no wickedness in the boy at all. He was so innocent, you just felt like hugging him tight, felt like kissing him while doing your best to pleasure him with your hands. She shook her head, a little surprised at the wave of emotion she felt for him, wondering; has he gained my love, as well?
Saul laid himself out on the bed, and pulled Patai to one side of him, while Perillia snuggled up against his other side. They both watched Patai as the young boy, his eyes still closed from pleasure and a dreamlike look on his face, rubbed at Saul's chest slowly with one hand, his chin rising and falling as pleasure tingled through him. His eyes eventually opened, dazzling both Saul and his sister alike with their brilliance, his eyes going from one to the other, realising they're watching him and a blush darkening his already flushed cheeks. He leaned up to kiss Saul softly, and his head fell back to his chest, whispering one word before falling into a deep sleep; ''Wow......''
''God......I see the reason for yours and Kai's fanaticism over him, now,'' Perilla whispered as she watched the young boy sleep, ''he's beautiful.''
''He is......,'' Saul said softly, leaning his head down to kiss Patai's forehead tenderly before kissing Perillia, a much less tender kiss. He rubbed at her back with one hand, his other arm slung protectively around Patai, smiling at her, before settling his head back to sleep. Perilla did likewise, nuzzling her head against Patai's on Saul's chest, falling asleep.
Chapter 4
Saul, upon waking, found Perillia gone, but Patai still snuggled against him. He would have loved to wake him up and make love to him there, but he didn't feel right doing it in Perillia's bed with her not there. He got up, careful not to disturb Patai, and dressed. He then picked up Patai, who awoke and moaned softly, bringing him out of the room and walking with the young boy, naked, in his arms to his own room. Patai grabbed his neck and brought his head close for a hot, wet kiss, their tongues dancing with one another, Saul's hands rubbing all over Patai, before the sound of horses drifted in from the balcony. Patai whimpered softly as he drew back, going to the balcony, cursing under his breath as he saw Kai's column return. Patai came out after him, and said, in an odd voice, ''Kai....''
Saul turned to him, and the boy was looking up at him. He hugged Patai and brought him back into the room, sitting him on his bed as he kissed the boy softly, rubbing his hips and sides. There was a tortured look in his eyes as he drew back, and Patai, worry in his voice, asked, ''What's wrong, Saul?''
''Tonight.....will probably be the last night in a while I get to.......see you,'' he said gruffly, his tone not fully hiding the pain in him. Patai was puzzled, then realised that he felt competition in Kai. He stroked Saul's chest with his delicate hands, and tried to let him know the depth of his feelings for him.
''Saul.....I love you,'' Patai whispered, his tone letting Saul know the importance of this, the big man listening without comment, but with conflict in his eyes, as Patai continued, ''Saul, I still want you.....I love Kai, too, but you both make me feel so.....amazing. I don't wanna be apart from either one of you.''
Saul could barely believe it. The last few days, he had felt the bitterness of jealousy for Kai, trying to hide it from Patai, not being so successful with his sister, who couldn't help him, merely telling him, ''Patai has to make his own decision.'' That the boy could so simply say this, after the days of intense emotional conflict he had endured, didn't seem fair. But God, did it delight him.
He nearly crushed Patai in a hug, his hands engulfing the young boy's back as his lips found Patai's, kissing him passionately on the lips, before pushing his cheek against Patai's whispering, ''I love you too, Patai, more than anything......thank you.''
Patai gently pushed his head back so he could kiss him softly, looking up at his love, while his hands started to stroke down Saul's muscled flanks. He wanted Saul to take him now, if he wanted him. He couldn't bear Saul looking so forlorn, but Saul only looked a little frustrated at this, for he gently took Patai's arms and lowered them, saying, ''I've got to go and greet Kai, princess. You should dress and do the same,'' leaning down to kiss Patai softly, stroking his cheek and looking for all the world like he tore a tendon once he turned, so pained was his expression to not make love to Patai. Patai understood though, so got up and started dressing, his mind, a little guilty at feeling so, concentrating on the fact he now has two beautiful men to make passionate, and tender, love to him.
End of Part 7