His nostrils flared at my words, and he looked deeply into my eyes, evaluating me in the darkest ways. But his uncertainty slowly started to wane when I didn’t crack under pressure, allowing this fucking elf to see the truth in my gaze. He licked over his bottom lip and slowly peered down at my mouth.
“You want me to kiss you?”
“Yes.” I pressed down on his ass, pushing his elven cock right against mine, smirking when he jerked at the intimate contact. “Mayhap some grinding, too, if you’re up for it.” I flicked my eyes down to his erection—not about to mention our size difference—and then back up with a playful light I allowed in my eyes. “It seems like you are.”
“It’s the urge,” he stated distractedly, his gaze still locked on my mouth. “Cannot be helped.”
“Mm.” I bit my lower lip and slowly let it slide free, humor and the urge heat running amok inside me as his dark blue eyes flared. “I see.”
And I truly did.
Even through the lies he told himself.
He blew out a hard breath…
And then lowered his head and showed me exactly why those women had been moaning like banshees in that hidden alleyway.
I sucked in a harsh breath as his tongue worked fucking magic against mine, playing and caressing to his own teasing and demanding elven flute. I found myself following when he leaned back for a breath, my grunt of displeasure Fae fucking embarrassing, but I nipped his lower lip and dragged him back down…and began to show this elf precisely what I preferred.
Lifting my right hand, I gripped the back of his head, fisted my fingers into his hair at the base of his skull, and took over the lead, thrusting my tongue against his and owning the air I allowed him to breathe.
Caspian froze against me for a hesitant moment, holding himself still at the reality of being overpowered by a large fucking man. I didn’t move us yet, letting him have the illusion that he still had control while on top of me, waiting for that moment of surrender.
And the quietest, masculine moan fell from his lips into my mouth—even as he held himself stiffly above me. He moved rigidly against my body as if holding himself back, but the elf pushed his mouth more firmly against mine and held me closer.
Igrowledsoftly at his small concession, and only then did I roll us seamlessly and gently, laying the murdering elf on his back. I didn’t stop there to give him time to tense. Instead, I crawled down his body, nipping at particularly juicy spots.
His nipples weren’t as sensitive as some, so I nipped at those harder, eliciting grunts of surprise past his parted lips before I nipped and licked at the rippling muscles in his abdomen.
Breathing heavily through the inferno burning me from the inside out, my body misted with sweat, I breathed hard against his twitching, needy cock.
Then I downed it in one go.
Caspian shouted in shock, his muscled body bowing against the mattress and his hands stabbing through the locks of my black hair and gripping tightly. “Fuck, shifter! Motherfuckingshit!”
I hummed with his cock in my throat, smirking around his thickness when he shivered at the vibration. Moving languidly, I licked and sucked the elf’s cock, learning his every twitch and moan as I delighted in the taste of snowdrops and man.
I groaned when his pre-cum smeared on my taste buds. This elf was fucking delicious right now.
“Now would be a good time, Bishop,” Caspian mumbled incoherently, absentmindedly shoving the red glass bottle of lubricant down the bed—with his other hand gripping my hair still, keeping me right where he wanted me. “Just keep sucking me like that.”
I chuckled around his elven cock and went to work, pouring the oil onto my fingers, taking the man at his word. With the first touch of one finger against his hole, he tensed—but I slowly circled my finger round and round, tantalizing those nerve endings that had never been breached before.
He hissed in surprise…
And ever so slowly widened his legs.
I groaned at his blatant need, swallowing his cock again as I gently pressed my finger inside of him, deliberately slowly.
A quiet groan spewed from his lips, half shocked, half nervous, while his head tipped back on the mattress—his legs widening even further at the intrusion of his body.
Running my tongue up his shaft in a long glide, I whispered, “That’s it, elf.” I rubbed my finger inside the tightest hole I’d ever felt, curling my digit slightly to play with that most delicious spot. “Open up for me.”
When his body jerked and shivered fiercely, I knew I’d found what I wanted, his prostate right there for the taking. Suckling on his cockhead, I slowly added another finger, opening him as carefully as possible.
The elf had a virgin ass that was evident with each movement he made, only bit by bit letting himself go to the pleasure of it.
“One more,” I moaned, adding a third finger into him and leaning my head back to watch as his pink hole spread and opened around my digits that were beginning to drive into the elf’s body with more force and speed. “You’re taking it so fucking good, elf.”
