Ensnared v. 3 Excerpt by DL Warner
No
one was overtly rushing him, but it was clear that Andreas could no
longer dally. He had to prepare himself for Darius. For all the
planning he did to save a young man from becoming a sexual plaything
that day, it was ironic that Andreas actually was one. He was a Dami
– a living sex toy – owned body, mind and will by the most
powerful being in the known universe. The difference between Jevon
and Andreas was that he gave himself to Darius willingly – twice.
The first time, he was an infamous Crew leader on the run for his
life. The second time, he was a wealthy and powerful Lord in his own
right.
Their
story was famous throughout the worlds the Cosi ruled. Much to
Andrea' chagrin, there were unauthorized books and plays about their
history. Darius ignored it all in that supremely arrogant way of his.
While it was a sound plan that ignoring the books would discredit
them faster than trying to quash them, no one would dare ask Darius
for an autograph as some had him on occasion.
But
those annoyances were easily forgotten compared to being close to
Darius. It was deeply puzzling to Andreas why anyone would doubt what
had attracted him to his Cosi. Hector put it very well calling him a
big, walking distraction. Darius was easily the tallest man Andreas
had ever met. He was powerfully and elegantly muscled. There was an
angelic beauty to his handsomeness topped with a long main of thick
and silky buttery blond hair. He had vibrant dark blue eyes that were
almost always warm and playful with Andreas though he often saw them
when they were frosty cold with those who displeased him. And then,
there was his mouth. Darius had very sensuous lips. He was an expert
kisser who could used that mouth to render Andreas mindless with
ease.
Keeping
his day focused on time to make sure he was prepared for Darius was
no chore for Andreas. He looked forward to the moment when he could
shed his beautifully tailored suit and slip into his evening bath. He
longed for the transition from his daily responsibilities to thinking
of nothing but pleasing Darius. It was freeing for him. And it was an
honor to be so close to that singularly powerful man. There were less
than a handful of people in the universe that could be trusted enough
to be close to the Cosi Leader. It both amazed and humbled Andreas
that Darius considered him exquisite when he had his choice of all
the beauty in the universe. And Darius made him feel beautiful each
time he was in his presence. It was the way he looked at him as if
that act was a deep and satisfying pleasure.
Thus,
Andreas took care to relax during the bath and let all the tension
from the interviews and freeing Jevon drain away with the bath water.
By the time he finished, Andreas was attractively dressed in Dami
attire that showed off his collar bones and most of his back. The
fabric was soft and touchable. It fell along the sleekly muscled contours of his body
showing them off elegantly. The coppery red color was chosen by
Darius to best highlight his tawny skin. His shoulder length,
mahogany brown hair was brushed to a shine and he was slicked and
stretched to accommodate his Cosi's length and girth should he want
to have him in bed straight away. When the door opened to the private
entrance, Andreas was more than ready to gracefully kneel with his
head bowed. His body was ready for anything Darius desired. He had
but to ask.
Andreas
obeyed and found that Darius had extended his hand. Andreas offered
his in return and immediately found himself in a full body embrace
with Darius seeking his lips. He moaned into that intense kiss as his
knees weakened. The incredible strength in that embrace once again
made Andreas feel helpless yet protected. The kiss was possessive and
affectionate at the same time. Darius was in no hurry to move to the
bedroom that night. In fact, as the kiss gently ended, Andreas was
set onto his feet.
“Let's
have some wine and talk before dinner,” Darius said. “I've missed
your voice.”
“Yes,
Darius,” Andreas murmured with a smile. “I've missed yours, too.”
They
were still adjusting to only seeing each other at the end of the day
rather than when the mood struck. Though they were far more
productive living at home rather than at Cosimo Tower. The adjustment
continued to be difficult.
They
sat close to each other on the sofa. Yannis served the wine while
Lexo set the table.
Darius
enjoyed the first sip of with relish before speaking.
“Now,
exquisite one,” Darius murmured. “What had your brow knitted when
we spoke? I sensed a tension in your voice that I had not heard for
some time.”
Andreas
found himself talking not just about Jevon but also the havoc the
bounty on Charity school boys made of the interviews. He hadn't
realized how irritated he was about the entire situation until he
started talking.
“Thus,
you are unsure whether or not any of these young men are truly
interested in becoming part of Zed or seeking the best sanctuary,”
Darius remarked. “Yet you still accepted them as full members.”
Andreas
nodded. “I'm hoping that when they see how satisfying the work can
be and get a glimpse of the lifestyle they will lead, they can become
the members we need.”
“That
is a fine plan,” Darius said.
“But
I will still make sure I am present to listen to them until I am sure
they will be a good fit,” Andreas said. “Only, Hector, Stu and I
know that they are in a trial right now.”
“This
is a far wiser decision than going to that brothel yourself,”
Darius said pointedly. “I would have reacted badly.”
“Badly
how?”
“I
would have had it burned to the ground,” Darius replied simply. “I
may yet have it done as an example of how the Cosi view hunting young
boys in such a manner. That has to be against the teachings of Those
Who Watch.”
Andreas
had no problem with that idea, but he was curious about something.
“Why
didn't Odigos object to the plan on the way back here?”
“That
was unnecessary until you actually decided to go yourself,” Darius
replied.
“Don't
you think that is a bit overbearing when I am so well protected?”
Andreas asked drily.
“Not
at all,” Darius replied with a small smile.
Andreas
shook his head as they were summoned to dinner.
Darius
finally got the look of affectionate exasperation he had been seeking
since his arrival. Not that he didn't love seeing that beautiful man
who controlled so much sink gracefully to his knees. He was moved
each time he saw that movement so beautifully executed. And what made
it more meaningful was that he never once put Andreas in that
position physically. He well could have from the first night they
shared, but it had always been his Dami's choice to kneel. And he
waited patiently with eyes down to hear what would please Darius most
that evening. That could been being taken to the bedroom to be used
for an hour or for days in any way Darius could imagine, or it could
be dinner filled with engaging conversation. Andreas gave his Owner a
level of trust he had never given to anyone in his life. The impact
on Darius was profound each time he saw that beautiful face with the
lowered gaze. The rush of power was as heady indeed. But as it was
humbling as well. The gift Andreas gave him each night always gave
Darius pause. He thought carefully in that instant about what they
needed the most that given night and how to fulfill that need. That
guileless submission always made his blood rise and that kiss always
made him want more, but Darius wanted to see that fond expression
most of all.
Darius
finally relaxed. Andreas relaxed once food was served. His gold green
eyes danced with mischief as he spoke about as he spoke about Lord
Naxos.
“I'd
love to know the story of how he and Mr. Timonen got so close,”
Andreas chuckled.
“I'm
sure Lady Kronos could spin that tale at your next lunch,” Darius
remarked with a smile. And then, his gaze grew more pointed “How
much did he touch you?”
“Huh?”
“You've
washed your hair twice today,” Darius replied mildly. “You only
do that when someone has trespassed in such a way that I would
notice.”
“He
shook my hand for a little too long – that's all,” Andreas
admitted. “He also kept leaning in close to me like he wanted to
leave something of himself behind. I didn't want the strong scent he
wore in my hair. He was really annoyed that you never noticed him.”
“He's
impossible to miss,” Darius quipped. “And I suppose he is
attractive in an overblown way. But I had had enough of that kind of
flamboyance after Zoran. I prefer a more genuine kind of beauty and
cheekiness to someone always seeking attention.”
Andreas
blushed beautifully before smiling. “Well, I didn't want him
intruding on our time together. “
“And
you say I'm possessive,” Darius murmured over his soup.
There
was that expression again as Andreas glanced sideways at Darius. The
main course was placed before them. Andreas caught Darius smiling. He
shook his head and chuckled.
“You
and Mykos have become real wise asses,” he muttered.
“I
wonder where that came from?” Darius commented placidly.
“Yet,
I miss you so much during the day,” Andreas admitted ruefully.
Darius
smiled at him, causing Andreas to blush beautifully.
“It
has been difficult for me as well, I must admit,” he said. “I
keep looking up expecting you to barge into my office.”
“Or
drag me out of the study,” Andreas quipped.
Darius
shrugged. “You were there and ripe for the taking, so to
speak...and you never complained.”
Andreas
kept eating his meal with typical enthusiasm, but Darius knew by his
blush that he was thinking of the many pieces of furniture they had
used all over his office and the Tower apartment when the mood struck
Darius – which had been often while his Dami was within easy reach.
Typically, such a blush would seal Andreas' fate that night. He
wouldn't have made it to dessert as he was making the blood rise
dangerously in Darius.
However,
Darius kept his lust in check. The kind hearted Andreas was likely
still worried about the unfortunate Jevon as well as everyone he had
set in motion to rescue him. He was probably even worried about
Iskyros – the biggest security man Darius had ever seen. There was
no help for it. Darius would have to wait until there was word that
everyone was safe before he could enjoy him as thoroughly as he'd
like. It was not much of a chore to wait. There was the beautifully
prepared meal to enjoy. Andreas was at his most entertaining having
missed Darius all day. He would enjoy both delectable aspects of the
evening. And then, he would make Andreas pay for keeping him from
immediately enjoying that tawny flesh. That payment would be
delicious as well.
“Why
do I feel like I'm in terrible trouble when all I've been doing is
enjoying my dinner,” Andreas asked ruefully.
Darius
smiled his most predatory smile.
“Because,
you know me very well, sweet Dami,” Darius replied mildy. “Eat
you dinner. You'll need your strength.”
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