Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Unable to resist the siren call of that hard cock, he wrapped his fingers around it. Ezra gasped into his mouth and tightened his hands on Alaric’s arms.
The skin was so warm and silky. He ran his thumb over the head and found Ezra wet and leaking.
He kissed down Ezra’s jaw and murmured into his neck, “Want my mouth?”
“No,” Ezra gasped as Alaric stroked him. “I mean yes, all the time, but right now I need you inside me. Want to feel full.”
“And I want to be inside you.” Alaric laid him down on the bed, then went to the bag he’d never unpacked for lube and a condom.
“We don’t need that. I’m on PrEP.”
With his magic, Alaric didn’t need condoms, but kept them because most of his sex was with humans who expected them. But he was more than happy to go without, so he took the lube back to the bed and dropped it next to Ezra. He still had more exploring to do, his intent to show Ezra there was more to sex than just fucking sometimes.
The man’s body deserved to be worshipped.
He kissed Ezra’s shins and up his inner thighs, then nuzzled his nose into his sac before taking one of his balls into his mouth. When it was nice and slick, he did the same to the other, listening to the moans coming out of Ezra’s mouth. He apparently loved attention there, so Alaric took his time, using his lips and tongue.
Then he bent Ezra’s legs back to press his tongue to the man’s hole. He licked all around it, getting it nice and wet before pressing one finger slowly into him.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Ezra reached down to grasp his legs and hold them up, leaving himself completely open to Alaric.
Moonlight shadowed the room, spilled across Ezra’s face. He had his eyes closed, his mouth slack, his expression nothing but pleasure. Alaric’s own desire was so strong, he was having to work at taking his time, still determined to drive Ezra crazy.
He leaned down and kissed Ezra’s stomach, still moving one finger in and out of him, stretching him and letting him get used to the feel of something inside him. He licked his nipple, bit it gently, then moved to the other. He could not stop kissing all that gorgeous skin. Ezra had no hair on his chest like Alaric, just silky flesh. Alaric moved up to bury his nose in Ezra’s neck and inhale that heady scent he couldn’t get enough of.
Going up to his lips, he didn’t hesitate to spear his tongue into Ezra’s mouth. Ezra let go of his legs and slid his fingers into Alaric’s hair. Alaric had stopped fingering him, so he wrapped his legs around Alaric, digging one heel into the back of Alaric’s thigh.
“You feel so good,” Alaric whispered against his lips. “Smell good, too.”
“I showered.”
“It’s not that, it’s you. I don’t know what it is, but it drives me crazy.”
“I like the way you smell, too, but Alaric, I’m so ready for you I’m about to lose my mind.”
Grinning, Alaric pushed up and grabbed the lube. He coated his fingers and brought them back to Ezra’s hole. This time, he used two fingers, pressing deep, twisting and brushing them over Ezra’s prostate.
“Shit, I love that feeling. Do it again.”
Alaric did, relishing the way Ezra writhed on the bed. He removed his fingers and quickly coated his own cock with lube, stroking, gaze locked on the sexy man in his bed.
“Want me to turn over?”
“Is that the way you prefer it?”
“I like it all ways, but most guys like looking at my ass as they fuck me.”
“While I do love your tight, little ass, I want you just like this because I want my mouth on yours as much as possible.”
“Shit, Alaric, you…sexy fucker.”
“Hold your legs again,” Alaric whispered, and Ezra complied immediately. “Next time we do this, the light is going to be on so I can see that sexy hole of yours.”
“Assuming there’ll be a next time already?”
“You don’t think so?”
Ezra went still, staring up at him. He let out a breath. “I want there to be.”
Alaric leaned over until he was a breath away from Ezra’s mouth. “So do I.”
“God!” Ezra lifted to press his mouth to Alaric’s. He kissed him hard and deep before stopping to stare at him. “I don’t understand this at all.”
“Understand what?”
“It feels—oh, I don’t know—and you’re going to think I’m ridiculous or something, but it feels like I know you somehow. Like I’m connected to you. This doesn’t feel like just sex. Like you said. It’s so far out of my realm of experience, I don’t know…” He trailed off, then whispered, “I don’t know how to take it.”
Alaric stared at him and felt something in his heart just give. His first response was a fear so intense, he nearly crawled out of the bed. But his body was demanding he fuck Ezra. No, make love. It, he, wanted to make love, and that’s what he’d been doing the whole time no matter what he was telling himself.