Chapter 203

Chapter 203
Maren was lying on his side, staring at Blue's sleeping face with admiration and love. 

He never knew he'd get to look at him this close again. He feared the only time he'd see Blue's face would be when he was scowling at him.

But, last night, everything had changed between them. Blue had forgiven him, and his soul was finally relaxed and complete.

He watched Blue stir, slowly opening his beautiful eyes to find him looking at him.

Maren's breath hitched in his throat as Blue gave him that beautiful smile that was warmer than the sun and deeper than the ocean. He didn't know it was possible to live someone so deeply like he did Blue. He would give his life for his mate if it came to that and he wasn't even bluffing. 

Slowly, he shifted, closing the space between them as he pressed his lips against Blue's. 

It was a soft, slow kiss that conveyed just how content they both felt. 

"I love you," Maren whispered. 

Blue chuckled, "It's supposed to be 'good morning' my Prince." He murmured, looking into Maren's eyes.

Maren smiled, "Get used to it, My Blue. It'll be the first thing you hear when you wake up, and the last thing you hear every night... forever." He leaned in and kissed Bkue again, this time a little deeper and more demanding. 

Blue moaned and let Matrn oress his back against the mattress, climbing over him.

"I just want to worship this beautiful body of yours all day, show you how deep I love you," he whispered over Blue's throat, kissing his way down Blue's stomach. 

Blue shuddered as he felt Maren's wet tongue trailing down his abs, toward his semi-hard cock. 

He'd love to spend all day in here, too. But, last night had drained the delicious meal Maren had made out of him. He needed a refill. 

Gently, he sat up and pulled Maren up between his legs, smiling when he saw the questioning look in Maren's eyes.

"Nothing, Babe. I'm just hungry," Blue said, rubbing his stomach.

Maren sighed, hugging Blue's waist, "I'm sorry, I was just hungry first something else. But let's get something to eat, first." He murmured against Blue's neck, placing a soft kiss under his chin.

"I'm hungry for the same thing, Maren, but yes, let's eat first. And, promise me you'll eat real food today, no coffee, no picky eating." Blue poked Maren's cheek. 

Maren he'd Blue's hand and kissed it, "My appetite is back. With you by my side, I'm always hungry for food...and this," he smirked as he slowly trailed a finger along Blue's cock, feeling it jerk under his touch.

"Maren..." Blue gasped, catching Maren's hand to stop him from teasing him, "Please... don't make it hard to leave the room," he whispered hotly, his eyes darkening when he saw the sexy smirk Maren was giving him.

"But it's already hard, my Blue... how about I eat my breakfast right here?" He questioned, wrapping his hand around Blue's warm cock and stroking it slowly and steadily.

"God...Maren," Blue moaned, his eyes watching the way Maren stroked him slowly, making him harden in Maren's hand.

"Relax, my love, let me taste you," Maren whispered and swiped his thumb over the sleek head of Blue's cock.

Blue’s head fell back against the pillow, a low, broken moan spilling from his lips as Maren’s hand tightened, gliding over his shaft with slow, deliberate pulls. The slick sound of skin on skin filled the quiet room, mingling with Blue’s ragged breaths.

Maren’s green eyes never left Blue’s face, drinking in every flutter of lashes, every twitch of muscle. He shifted lower, settling between Blue’s thighs, lips brushing the sensitive crease where hip met groin. Blue’s cock jerked in his fist, a bead of precum pearling at the tip.

“Open your eyes, love,” Maren murmured, voice velvet and rough. “Watch me take you.”

Blue forced his lids open, gaze locking on Maren’s. The sight of the prince on his knees, hair tousled, lips parted, was almost too much. Maren leaned in, tongue flicking out to lap at the slit, savouring the salt-sweet taste. Blue’s hips bucked involuntarily, a choked groan tearing free.

Maren hummed, the vibration shooting straight through Blue’s cock. Then, without warning, he sank, taking Blue to the root in one smooth glide. Blue’s back arched off the bed, fingers tangling in Maren’s hair as heat and wet suction engulfed him.

“Fuck—Maren—” Blue’s voice cracked, thighs trembling. Maren’s throat worked around him, swallowing, pulling back only to dive down again, cheeks hollowed, tongue swirling along the underside. Each bob of his head was slow, worshipful, but relentless, driving Blue higher with every pass.

Maren’s free hand slid up Blue’s stomach, thumb tracing the faint line of hair beneath his navel, grounding him even as pleasure threatened to unravel him. Blue’s moans grew louder, unrestrained, until Maren’s other hand clamped gently over his mouth again.

“Shh,” Maren whispered around the cock in his mouth, eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. “Baby in the mansion, remember?”

Blue’s laugh came out muffled, desperate. He nodded frantically, hips rolling to chase the heat. Maren rewarded him by sucking harder, hand twisting at the base in perfect rhythm. Blue’s balls drew tight, spine tingling with the promise of release.

“Maren, oh— oh, yes—fucking close, baby,” The warning was barely a gasp.

Maren pulled off just long enough to rasp, “Give it to me,” before swallowing Blue down again. The command, the heat, the sight of Maren’s lips stretched around him—it snapped Blue apart. He came with a muffled cry against Maren’s palm, pulsing hot and thick down his throat.

Maren took every drop, throat working, until Blue slumped boneless against the sheets. Only then did he release Blue with a soft, wet pop, crawling up to hover over him. He pressed a slow, filthy kiss to Blue’s lips, letting him taste himself.

Maren pulled back, lips brushing Blue’s ear. “That,” he whispered, voice husky with satisfaction, “was my first breakfast.”

Blue laughed breathlessly, arms looping around Maren’s neck. “Then I want seconds after real food, Your Highness.