Love and Deceit

Chapter 9: From Bad to Worse.

“OH, GOD!” Miriam cried out. It was clear to me that she was in utter bliss. It’s good to know that I can twirl that loathsome woman around my little finger, but every time I have to sleep with her, and press my naked body against hers, it makes me squirm. It’s not enjoyable in the least.

I do admit that sex with women was enjoyable, when I had experienced it in my earlier years, but the cobra Miriam was certainly as venomous as any real cobra would be. Perhaps, if today, I were with any other woman, I would enjoy the sex much more.

However, I couldn’t distance myself from my soon-to-be (but hopefully not too soon) wife. It was my duty as a “fiancé” to sleep with the woman whom I would marry.

In any case, afraid that if I had left it in any her longer, my penis would fall off, I pulled out of Miriam as she gave out a finally moan. I turned and got up from the bed, quickly putting my pants on so that I could leave.

“Why don’t you stay here tonight Carter?” She asked me.

I could only look at her with an expression that said: “are you stupid?”

“Now why would I do that?” I finally asked.

“Because you are my fiancé, the man I will marry. What other reason would there be?” She said, annoyed.

I looked up as if pondering the question. “When I marry you, I’ll stay the night with you. But for now, I don’t want to have to spend even a minute longer than I have too.”

Anger flushed over Miriam’s face when I said those words. But then, she revealed something to me that I didn’t, not in a million years, see coming.

“I’m pregnant.” She said.

I stopped my progression of putting on my shirt. I was shocked. “I beg your pardon?”

She smiled as if it was the most amazing news she could ever reveal, and for most people, it would be… but not her. She nodded while touching her stomach.

“Isn’t it amazing Carter? We’re going to be parents. We have to marry soon so that we can get that out of the way, and prepare for the baby. This baby is going to be the next heir to our fathers’ merged company. While learning under you, and when it comes time for him to take over the company after you, our child could rule the world!”

I didn’t know what to say. How could she be pregnant? I didn’t think the cobra was even capable of bearing a child. This can’t be happening.

I continued to put my clothes on, nonchalantly, so that I could leave the room as quickly as possible. As I went to the door, Miriam spoke in an attempt to stop me.

“Now that we’re going to be parents, Carter, we should stay together. You know, sleep together like normal parents do.”

I turned to her, and gave her a cold stare. “We will never be real parents, Miriam. Quite frankly, I pity this poor child who will have to be born in a loveless relationship.”

“Are you going to Nathan?” she asked out of the blue, anger rising in her voice. “Is that relationship any better than the one that we share? If you ask me, it’s much worse. The relationship that the two of you share is filthy. It’s completely ridiculous. The same with the relationship between you and that little whore you picked up off the street. It’s despicable.”

I turned to face Miriam, my eyes, I knew, were fuelled with rage. I made my voice sound as cold as the coldest place on the planet. “Well, Lady Miriam, no one DID ask you. So mind your own FUCKING business.”

I left.

***

Depressed, I made my way over to Nathan’s room. I was confused, I didn’t know how to handle the situation with Miriam and the news that she was “expecting”. All I knew was that Nathan would probably be able to make all my problems just float away.

When I got to his room, I knocked on the door.

“Come in!”

So, he was still awake. I entered the room to find him sitting at a desk, working on his lap top. He looked up at me and smiled.

“Hey,” he said. He saw my expression and immediately knew something was up. “What’s wrong?”

“Can we take a bath?” I asked.

“Sure, just let me finish this and we’ll go. I have just a few more sentences to type.”

I nodded and flopped onto his comfortable, king-sized, bed. I closed my eyes as I listened to the sounds of a taping keyboard. When the noises stopped, I opened my eyes to see Nathan looking down at me, smiling, his hand stretched out to take mine.

I took his hand and he led me to his bathroom. We took off our clothes, but I was too impatient to wait for the bath to fill up with water. Instead, I pushed him into the shower and started the water while I pinned Nathan to the wall and kissed him hungrily.

Nathan gently pushed me off him so that he could breath. “Not that I’m complaining, but you’re aggressive tonight. What’s up?”

I felt my blue and green eye sparkle as I looked at Nathan with a mischievous smile. I continued to kiss him fully, and was overjoyed when he began to respond, enthusiastically. Jesus, it was about time!

I dug my fingers through Nathan’s beautiful, wet, hair, which was the norm since I loved his hair, and he held me tight around my waist, his hands exploring all around my back.

Nathan’s hands became a little more adventurous as they slid down the curves of my back, to spread my rear apart so that a single digit could make its way into my sanctum.

I groaned and stopped the excited finger from doing any more. Smiling even more mischievously, I began to kiss Nathan’s neck, and trailed my way down his beautiful body, following the path made by droplets of water, and stopping every once and a while to suckle on a hard nipple. I continued until I kneeled down in front of his throbbing erection.

I moved my mouth painfully close to Nathan’s cock without actually touching it. I looked up at him, and saw him looking back down at me, his face flushed. Smiling again, I stuck out my tongue, and began to swirl it around the head of Nathan’s cock without tearing my eyes away from his.

Nathan was the one who broke the eye contact as he moaned, resting his head on the shower wall, the water from the shower, spraying and wetting both our bodies beautifully.

I moved my tongue away from Nathan’s cock so that I could admire his flawless, muscular, tanned body, to which its magnificence intensified in the midst of the steam from the hot water.

“Why did you stop?” Nathan asked, looking down with a disappointed expression.

I only chuckled and proceeded to take his entire length into my mouth. Nathan threw his head back, nearly banging it against the shower wall, and moaned loudly.

Nathan dug his fingers into my hair, thrusting himself into my mouth. Before he could come, however, he pulled my mouth away from his cock roughly, and brought me to my feet.

I was confused at first as to why Nathan wanted me to stop right before he got the chance to climax, but my confusion was soon settled when he slammed my back against the wall, brought my legs up around his waist, and thrust himself, hard, into me.

I cried out at the sudden invasion of my body, and held onto to Nathan’s neck for dear life, as his brutal thrusts continued. There was much pain in the act, but there was much more pleasure. I loved it when, the usually extremely gentle, Nathan was rough, and I loved it even more to know that only I cold bring him to that point.

My cries of pain quickly became the cries of pleasure as I could feel my assent. Nathan was approaching his own rapture as well. He took hold of my cock, and began to pump it rapidly. This action brought me to the brink much faster as I let out a final cry, arched my back and ejaculated all over Nathan brilliantly sculpted chest and stomach.

The sudden tightness of my inner muscles made Nathan wince in pain but thrust much harder as he finally released his essence, deep, within me.

Nathan’s head collapsed onto my chest as he, slowly, let me down on my feet.

My legs tried their best to hold me up, but my knees buckled from under me as I fell into Nathan’s arms.

Tuning me to the nozzle with the running water, Nathan proceeded to wash me, and then himself, from our sex, and took me out of the shower. He brought me to the bedroom where he tucked me into the bed, and got in with me, the two of us still naked and wet from the shower.

We snuggled closely together, enjoying each other’s warmth.

“I love you, Carter.” Nathan said to me.

I smiled to myself, but then let out a loud sigh as the memories of Miriam’s frightening announcement came rushing back to me.

“What’s wrong?” my lover asked.

“Miriam’s pregnant.” I replied.

“What?” Nathan jumped up from his laying position into a sitting position so that he could look down at me. His eyes were wide, and his mouth was parted with shock.

I remained laying on the bed. I turned my head away from Nathan’s shocked face. More than just the shock, his aqua eyes showed a hint of betrayal that I just couldn’t face.

“She told me just a little while ago… after our… anyway, she said that she was pregnant.”

I sighed, but built up the courage to meet Nathan’s eye. “I don’t know what to do Nate.”

Nathan’s expression softened. He lay back on the bed and pulled me close to him to nuzzle the top of his chest. He calmly stroked my hair, which almost made me fall asleep.

After a while of silence, Nathan spoke. “Hey, I have to go on a trip in a few days for Mr. Welland. He wants me to take care of some stuff out of town. Why don’t you come with me? You need to get out of this house more than any one. What do you say? A couple of days alone together, away from Lady Miriam, is probably exactly what you need.”

I smiled into Nathan’s chest. “I can’t. I have a lot of work I need to do here. And besides, I can’t leave Chris and Adrian alone with the cobra. Who knows what she would do to those two if I weren’t around.”

Nathan pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me, looking down, and smiling.

“Carter, no matter what happens between you and Miriam; I want you to know that I love you and will always stand by you. You won’t be alone. I’ll help you get through this, and every thing else that comes your way. I promise… I will NOT abandon you.”

Nathan’s words were odd, but comforting. Just because Miriam was pregnant didn’t mean that the two of us would never be together or ever see each other again. Despite that, his words were reassuring, and they were exactly what I needed to hear.

“Thanks Nate.” I told him.

“I love you Carter. I’ll always love you.”

I smiled again… sigh… why can’t I say it too?

Nathan pressed his lips to mine and we shared a deep kiss. He weighed his body down on mine as his hand began to explore the curves of my hips and land between my legs.

I spread my legs willingly to allow for easy access to my opening as I felt Nathan’s already erect member probe at my portal. I thrust my own hips down so that I could get Nathan’s cock inside me, but I could only get the head in, myself.

Complying with my body’s request, Nathan thrust the rest of his length into me.

Thus began another series of hard, brutal, amazingly pleasurable thrust that left the both of us breathless and exhausted by the end of it all.

The two of us snuggled closed to each other and fell asleep.

***

Days had passed, and Nathan had left for his trip with an “I love you” and a kiss.

While he was gone, I would relieve my sexual frustrations with Chris. At least he was more willing to sleep with me now. The only condition was that I leave his room before dawn, because he didn’t want Adrian to walk in and see the two of us lying in bed together during one of his routine wakeup calls.

Lady Miriam was as cranky as a pregnant woman could get. Well, actually, that wasn’t much different from the way she normally was. So I guess the proper thing to say would be that she was as cranky as usual.

It still did not sink in that I would be a father. I still couldn’t believe it… I would not believe it. It all just seemed much too convenient for Miriam to be pregnant.

Truth be told, she had bugged me for quite some time about finally getting married. She would always say “We need to get married, Carter. We have to get married soon.”

I would always give her the same answer. “Give me one good reason why I should marry you any sooner that absolutely necessary?” That “necessary” being when my father would be close to retirement… or death.

And voilà. All of a sudden, two weeks after the long discussion of why I should NOT marry her without a good reason, she turns around, and tells me that she is “expecting”.

Things were NOT going my way at all, and I obviously couldn’t confide in Nathan because he was away on business.

Speaking of which, Nathan was only supposed to be gone a couple of weeks, but it had been at least four since he had left.

My father and Miriam’s father, hearing the news that Miriam was pregnant, had decided on the date of the wedding. It would be held in two months so that Miriam could still fit in a wedding dress, and she would not be completely drained of her energy. I had no choice but to agree, and plans were already being made on where the wedding would be held, etc, etc, etc…

I needed Nathan, and he still was not around. But I guess it couldn’t be helped. My father was a man full of surprises, and it did occur that a two week trip could easily turn into more than that. It had happened during the time I had made the deal with Chris, and it was happening now. I only hoped that Nathan would return before I was a married man.

Of course, in regards to Chris, I still intended to keep him in the mansion, though, perhaps, he would actually have to work off his dept in the Welland Corporation instead of selling his body to me. He would definitely be happy once he heard that. And I still had every intention of paying for little Adrian’s education. I would in role the young man in a well established school so that he could grow up to be a respectable man.

I had every thing planned out, but I was dreading the fact that I would have to act on it.

***

Carter seemed stressed to say the least. I had never seen him like that before.

He was dreading the wedding and wanted nothing to do with it. I was really surprised when he told me that I wouldn’t have to give him my body to settle my debt anymore; the reason being that Miriam was pregnant. I was happy that I would be able to have a normal job and still continue my swimming, but I had to admit that I was sad that I wouldn’t be able to share a bed with Carter anymore. I really started to enjoy the feel of him inside me.

The thing that stressed Carter out even more was that Nathan wasn’t around. Not only were the two lovers, but Nathan also really did act like a brother in times of need. I would often find Carter and him talking about personal, or business, problems that they might have had, and the other would often help, and provide advice. They were the picture of “brothers” in that sense.

I thought it best to stay out of the way of those who were planning the wedding. Planners and decorators had invaded the mansion and there were very few places that I, and Adrian, could go too to stay out of the way. However, even staying in our rooms for all hours of the day and night was better that roaming around the mansion, being caught by a VERY cranky Lady Miriam, and scolded relentlessly.

There were nights, when Carter would come to my bed, and would just lay there with me. He would hold me, but it was not in a desire fuelled sense. He had told me that just having my warm body next to his was enough to calm his nerves. I enjoyed those nights, and sometimes I would find myself instigating a much more intimate atmosphere.

As it happened, one of those nights, started off really well.

Carter had come to my room and removed his business clothes. With his under shorts on, he climbed into the warm bed with me as I scooted over to provide him with room.

He put his arm around me and held me close, nuzzling my neck with a cold nose. Carter snuggled even closer to me, trying to get somebody heat from me. I also only wore under shorts. My entire body fit together with every curve of his. I could feel something half hard pressing against my back side, and I wondered if even Carter knew about it.

I must say that I craved him this night. I wanted to feel him inside me. Shame on me for thinking of such a thing, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted him bad. Really bad.

I loosened Carter’s grip from around my waist, and managed to turn to face the bigger man. He was looking at me with a smile, affection apparent in both his blue and green eye.

I smiled back, but mischievously. I pushed Carter on the bed, and climbed on top of him, pressing my body to his with all my weight (which wasn’t much). He could have easily thrown me off of him and pin me down instead, but he didn’t. In fact, he smiled as if enjoying my little game.

So I continued. I kissed Carter deeply, trying to get my tongue into his mouth. Luckily for me, his mouth opened and accepted my tongue willingly. There was no fight for dominance. My tongue was the one that was doing all the work, while his was simply enjoying the attention it was getting.

I pulled out from the kiss and smiled when I heard Carter gasp and whimper. I began to gently kiss his cheek and make my way down is neck, kissing and licking as I went. Remembering area that he would stimulate when taking me, I stopped at one of his nipples and began to swirl my tongue around the nub, suckling it until it became hard.

Carter was breathing hard at the stimulation.

I moved onto the other, trying my best to stimulate the one as much as the other. Continuing my conquest, I slid my tongue down his body and traced every muscle on his abs, until I got to his navel.

I plundered my tongue into Carter’s belly button, and chuckled when I herd him gasp some more.

I didn’t waist to much time at that particular spot because I could feel Carter’s arousal pressing against my chest, and I was just dying to have a taste. I had never taken Carter in my mouth, but I did know just how good it could feel. I wanted to try and do the same to him.

He had sucked me off so many times, after the night we spent with Nathan, and I wanted to see if I was capable bringing him the same amount of pleasure.

I removed Carter’s under shorts, sliding them all the way down his legs, and taking them off completely, to observe his large erection with fascination. His laugh had caught my attention, and I tilted my head up to see him propped up on his elbows, watching me with a smile.

“Silly boy” Carter said. “If you want to taste me that badly, I’ll instruct you on how to pleasure another man with your mouth. Ready?”

I nodded awkwardly. I could feel my face grow hot, and I quickly looked back down at Carter’s cock, not that it helped my red face get any lighter.

“Twirl you tongue around the head.” Carter said.

But, I had just decided that I wanted to try it out myself. “Umm… I was thinking that I could try to do it on my own. I want to pleasure you in my own way. Is that okay?”

Carter smiled. “Sure. Go ahead.”

I started off by doing what Carter had suggested. I began to twirl my tongue around the head of his cock. The taste was not awful. It was the taste of skin, so I had no problem continuing.

I ran my tongue up and down Carter’s length, slowly, so that I could inspect every inch… and boy were there inches to be tested.

I was overjoyed when I heard gasps of pleasure coming from the beautiful man that was Carter. It made me extremely happy and motivated me to do my best and continue. And so, I took all of Carter’s length into my mouth as far as it could go. I gagged at first. It was odd trying to get a large object fully down your throat, but I did manage to relax my throat muscles (although it did take me a while).

I slid Carter’s cock in and out of my mouth gently as I watched his body’s reaction. Carter would gently thrust his hips forward as he moaned lightly.

“Yes,” he said, gently stroking my hair, “just like that. You’re doing great.”

Carter, whose fingers were gently going through my hair, grabbed a handful of my hair and began to thrust harder, almost violently, into my mouth.

I wasn’t expecting this and my throat began to constrict into the gagging reflex. I assume that the constriction of my throat drove Carter over the edge because he came in my mouth, while crying out in a deep, husky voice. That sudden ejaculation was another thing I wasn’t expecting. His semen shot down my throat, causing me to choke. I pulled my head away from his cock quickly as I coughed and hacked uncontrollably.

Carter, having been rudely brought out of his post-come bliss by my coughing, quickly shot up to check if I was okay. He rubbed my back soothingly which managed to calm me down enough so that I could breath.

I managed to regain my breath. Once I was sure that I wouldn’t brake out into a coughing fit again, I pounced on the concerned looking Carter and ravished his mouth with mine.

I brought my hand to his cock and began to pump it so that it would stand erect once again. I broke off the kiss so that I could grab the vile of oil, which I now kept on my night table, and quickly oiled Carter’s erection. I removed my under shorts, finally, with lightening speed, and oiled my own entrance.

I got to my knees, in a straddling position, and guided Carter’s cock to my entrance while he looked on in amazement. I began to lower myself on Carter’s cock, moaning as the long shaft penetrated me fully.

Once fully inside of me, I had to rest for a short while before I could continue. But, it didn’t take long for me to move my hips. I couldn’t suppress my own urges, and I raised and lowered my body on Carter’s cock, gasping and moaning as I went.

My hands were resting on Carter’s abdominal area, and they instinctively clenched the hard muscles as I thrust my body down on Carter’s.

As for Carter, I was glad to see that his eyes were closed tightly, and his mouth was slightly parted. He had is hands on my waist but, I could see, that he was trying hard not to control my thrusts and just let me do all the work.

Well, as much as he tried to control himself, I knew that when Carter needed his release, it was best to let him have it.

“Unh! Chris… I need to… I can’t hold back…”

I leaned in to Carter’s body and whispered in his ear. “Do what you want Carter. Go as hard as you can. I want you completely. Don’t hold back.”

Heh, he didn’t need a second invitation. Carter flipped me over on the bed and hoisted my hips to his own. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pounded into me, making the headboard bang into the wall.

His grunts were low and lustful and my cries were high, vocalizing my enjoyment.

“Ah!” I cried grabbing onto Carter’s shoulders and digging my nails into him hard enough to draw blood, “Carter! More! Harder!”

He complied, pounding into me even harder, so hard that I thought I felt a tear despite the lubrication. It felt like Carter was pounding on, not only my prostate (which he was doing quite beautifully), but on a higher point of my spine as well. I couldn’t even really describe how intense the fucking was.

Carter lifted my body up so that I was sitting on his lap while he thrust into me. The thrust had eased in its roughness, but it kept hitting that special spot within me. Every thrust was ha perfectly pin pointed my prostate, and it brought me to the brink quickly.

I held onto Carter for dear life as I ejaculated, spraying all of my seed on his stomach.

“Oh, God! Tight! Ah!” Carter cried out while squeezing me in his arms while I threw my head back.

The two of us collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard, absolutely exhausted.

Both Carter and I could barely move, but he some how mustered up the strength to pull out of me and roll off, pulling me close.

I let out a little whimper when his cock left my body, his seed seeping out of me. It felt good to have had him remain inside of me, but it was just as well that he was out so that we could lie side by side in each others arms.

I fell asleep for what seemed like half the night when I was awoken by the ringing of Carter’s cell phone that he had placed on the night table when he first came into my room.

Being the heir to the Welland Corporation, Carter would often keep his phone on so that he could answer any business related calls whenever it needed to be done. However, it was rare to get a call so late at night, and Carter was quite annoyed, to say the least, that his peaceful sleep was disturbed. Well… actually, so was I.

“Carter here, what?” Carter’s voice betrayed his annoyance.

I wasn’t paying to much attention to the conversation until Carter’s voice changed from annoyed to questioning. “What did you say?” he asked.

His tone caught my attention, as I raised myself up, with difficulty, in a sitting position.

Carter’s back was facing me, giving me the opportunity to admire his tattoo. It may have been dark in the room, but I could still make out the design of the angle and demon wings. What had surprised me, while I stared at his tattoo, was that Carter’s shoulders began to shake, and his voice began to tremble with emotion while he spoke.

“How did it happen?” He asked. “Uh huh… yeah… I see.”

Carter’s voice started to crack slightly. It wasn’t enough for someone else to notice, but having heard many of his voices, happy voice, annoyed voice, angry voice, etc… I could tell that his voice had cracked with a sadness that was puzzling to me.

After, what seemed like, a full ten minutes on the phone, Carter hung up. He got out of the covers and sat on the edge of the bed, his feet planted on the floor, head down and hands clutching the sheets tightly. He let out a few sighs as his shoulder’s continued to tremble.

I was definitely concerned. I put my hand on one of his trembling shoulders, and it stiffened immediately.

“Carter?” I asked, “What happened?”

Carter let out another sigh before he spoke softly. “He’s gone.”

“What? Who?”

“It was one of the Welland Corp. workers on the phone. He was on the business trip with Nathan. He told me… he- he said…”

Carter couldn’t seem to finish his words.

I got out from the bed, turned on the nightlight next to Carter and sat on the edge of the bed beside him. I could see a few tears begin to fall down his cheek so I put my arm around his shoulder’s, and tried to get Carter to tell me what the man on the phone had said to him.

“Carter.” I said more firmly, “What did he tell you?”

Carter, whose gaze was still fixed on the ground, let out another sigh, and tilted his head back to look up at the ceiling. The light made the tears in Carter’s beautiful eyes sparkle as some continued to slowly fall down his face.

He swallowed hard, and then spoke softly, barely a whisper, but the words were unmistakable…

“…Nathan’s dead.”