GOD OF CHAOS

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

LANDON KING

Landon's thoughts ceased as soon as Jeremy's lips touched his. His eyes involuntarily closed. The sensation of Jeremy's rough lips commanding and claiming his own swallowed him whole. He hadn't expected Jeremy to reciprocate the attraction, nor had he anticipated Jeremy quite literally demanding that Landon kiss him. It was as if he was witnessing someone else inhabit the usually uptight and predictable Jeremy Volkov. The experience sent delicious shivers down his spine, a sinful high he couldn't help but crave.

Landon's hands moved to Jeremy's hair, but Jeremy caught his wrists and pinned them against the wall. He leaned closer, pressing their bodies together, his heady presence engulfing Landon. Landon couldn't help but moan into Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy's lips began to move, sliding over Landon's bruised ones. Yet, Landon found himself disregarding the bruises entirely; the pain with each stroke gave way to waves of pleasure. With each gentle stroke, Jeremy seemed to unravel every meticulously crafted string of control that Landon held over himself. In this moment, he found himself not minding the prospect of succumbing completely to this slow, torturous pleasure.

He needed more.

He arched his back, attempting to close the small gap that Jeremy still maintained—just a few inches, but a few inches too far. He needed Jeremy close, closer than merely having his mouth on him. He needed to engrave himself under Jeremy's skin, if need be. He bit down on Jeremy's lower lip and pulled it into his mouth. Jeremy moaned against Landon's mouth, the sound sending his mind into a frenzy. Jeremy's tongue glided over Landon's lips, and he willingly opened his mouth, granting access. That seemed to ignite something within Jeremy. The careful pace of the kiss was gone, replaced by raw hunger and need.

Jeremy slipped his tongue into Landon's mouth, tasting like everything Landon had envisioned and more. Their tongues entwined in a savage battle, a dance of push and pull they had mastered through their countless encounters.

Pulling away slightly, Jeremy whispered against Landon's mouth, "It should be illegal to taste the way you do." The words sounded like music coming from Jeremy, his Russian accent seeping through. Every groan, every moan, every sound Jeremy made pulled Landon further into the depths of desire—an endless abyss that only screamed one name.

Without waiting for Landon to answer, Jeremy's lips were on Landon's again, demanding, taking, stripping away at his resolve. Landon couldn't care less when all his thoughts ran rampant, not even making sense, fading into nothing but brown noise.

Landon attempted to pull his hand away, wanting to touch Jeremy, pull him closer, but Jeremy still had them pinned against the wall. "Not yet," Jeremy whispered against Landon's mouth before pulling away. Landon's eyes fluttered open to meet Jeremy's dark gaze. The passion and hunger on his face were evident, a spark of satisfaction ignited in Landon's stomach, knowing he put it there. "First, I'll take what I want," Jeremy growled.

Despite his body screaming, ready to surrender, he wouldn't. He was Landon King. He surrendered to no one. "You're a few hours too late," Landon retorted, a hint of defiance in his tone.

Jeremy's eyes flicked to Landon's lips, then back to his eyes, a smirk grazing his lips. "Yet you kissed me back without a fight," he breathed, leaning in to bite down on Landon's lower lip, eliciting a deep, guttural moan. "And from the sounds of it, you shouldn't be complaining."

Landon clenched his jaw, pulling his head away. "Let go of my wrists."

Jeremy's smirk widened as he leaned over, his lips sliding over Landon's. "No."

Caught between Jeremy and the wall, Landon shuddered as Jeremy moved his lips to his jaw, kissing, biting, tasting. Jeremy's teeth grazed his skin, a sensation that compared to no other. His mind went wild as Jeremy's mouth grew rougher. Landon squirmed, his body vibrating with arousal and need. "Jeremy," the name of his arch nemesis came out as a moan. Jeremy groaned.