Page 58 of The Falcon Soul


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He kept going.

My body convulsed as the Falcon Lord worked his magic on me, and I erupted into his talented mouth, his deep moans ratcheting my orgasm to a higher level. I couldn't look away from the sight of his rapturous expression and his throat working as he swallowed. My legs flopped open further as I panted my way down from the heights he'd taken me to, and Tae lazily sucked his way off me.

Then he rose to his knees—this glorious man who'd given me more pleasure than any man had before him—and he took his cock in hand. As he stroked nectar over it, he commanded, “Pull up those legs, lover. Pull them up and out as high as you can. I want to see it all.”

I groaned, shivering from his words alone. As I grabbed the back of my knees and yanked my legs up and out as far as I could, my cock gave a twitch, already coming back to life.

“You are so fucking sexy,” Tae murmured as he leaned forward and drew a finger over my hole, coating it with nectar. “Look at that pretty, pink hole, puckered like a pair of lips ready to be kissed.”

I groaned. “Fuck me!”

“Not yet.” He slipped his finger inside me and started a gentle pumping. “I want you hard again.”

“I just came,” I whined.

“Yes, I know.” Tae grinned wickedly and started playing with my balls.

“Oh, God,” I whispered.

His finger twirled, stretching me open, then he added a second. “Get that dick hard, Captain,” he ordered. “I want to see it dripping onto your chest while I fuck you.”

And damn if my cock didn't obey.

“There we go,” Tae said approvingly as he worked his fingers deeper. “Nice and hard and so fucking thick.”

“Now, fuck me!”

He leaned down and licked me from base to tip. “So delicious.”

“Damn it all! Fuck me, Tae!” I yelled.

“You don't have to shout, Shane,” Tae purred as he removed his fingers. “Just asknicely.”

“Please side that big dick into my ass and fuck me deep, Falcon Lord.” I gave him the look I used when I sang.

“That's better.”

That thick, slick plum tip nestled against my aching hole and eased inside with an almost audible pop. My muscles clenched around Tae and drew him in as I pulled my legs even wider apart, bringing my asshole into a prime fucking position. And Taeven made use of it. He shoved in fully with one thrust, making us both cry out, and then went still for a moment. I was about to start begging again when he leaned forward, setting his palms to the mattress on either side of me, and began a steady thrusting.

“Oh, yeah,” I moaned. “Just like that, babe. You're hitting spots no one has before.”

“Am I?” Tae asked breathlessly, his stare raking my body. “You like that?”

“You know I do.”

“Tell me. Say it.”

“I love that big cock inside me,” I said eagerly. Dirty talk done right was one of my turn-ons. “Stretching me wide, fucking me deep. No one does it like you, Tae.”

“You squeeze me so tightly,” he groaned, stretching his neck luxuriously. “Like a fist. The perfect fit for me.” He looked down at me, his expression softening. “I'm so glad you're mine, Shane. You are mine, aren't you?”

“Heart and soul, baby,” I whispered.

Tae shuddered, then started a faster pace. His hair, even damp, lashed about him with his wild thrusts, his expression sliding into savagery again. I grinned wickedly and rested my legs on his shoulders so I could stroke the bulging muscles of his arms. He bent further over me, nearly folding me in two, and lost his damn mind. But it was all right; I was sane enough for both of us. I held on tightly as my warlord went feral, and then I was shouting again, this time his name, and coming all over myself. Tae's eyes widened appreciatively, then he gave one last pump before pulling out and adding his release to mine.

My legs flopped down onto the bed as Tae eased back, then he dropped onto the pillow beside me with a serene look on his face. He was out in three seconds flat, his chest rising and falling gently with his deep breaths. I chuckled at his exhaustion and slipped out of bed to go rinse off. When I got back, he was just as I'd left him—naked across the covers, his cock limp and glossy. I folded the comforter over him and slipped beneath the sheet and lighter blanket beneath. Tae snuggled into his cocoon with a sigh, and I watched his face as I drifted off to sleep, hoping he'd follow me into my dreams.

Chapter Thirty