His hands slammed down on my shoulders, caging me to him, as he moved with me, rubbing against me and meeting my rhythm.
It was strange setting the rhythm myself, but also being ruled at the same time by him, caged in, overwhelmed…shit,I loved it. I fucking well loved it.
Every. Single. Moment.
Our precum and my saliva slicked our cocks as the thrusting became violent, sharp zaps of pleasure drawing non-stop growls from me, growing louder and louder.
He snarled and licked and nipped at my throat, my jaw, my ear.
I threw my hand out, my fire rising white-hot to the point where I couldn’t contain it a moment longer. “Ah!” I cried as I grabbed his hand. “I can’t… I’m gonna…”
My fuchsia flame erupted.
A mere grunt escaped him. That was all.
I looked to see his petrification pushing against my flame, holding it at bay, even when it raged harder and hotter, more dangerous.
He winked at me.
“Vaxan…”
“All is well,” he soothed. “Let it all go. You are safe here. Safe to do so.”
Yeah, I really was.
He’d made it so.
All the way through.
There wasn’t even a lick of shame left.
There wasn’t that nagging sense of hating the vulnerability of it, of needing to pull back before it went too deep. There was only a craving for more, more, andmore!
He reached around with his free hand and slicked his fingers in our precum coating our cocks.
Then I groaned as I felt his slippery finger at my ass.
Somehow, he was holding his magic steady against mine in perfect balance, while still thrusting against my cock, then carefully easing into my hole.
I rammed my hips back and forth all the wilder as he sank in deeper and deeper, the thrilling burn adding another level of stimulation to all the rest, sending everything into awesome overload.
“Fuck!” I cried, as he scraped and twisted inside me, and hit that sensitive spot right on. “Yes! There! Don’t stop!” I was screaming in the next moment. “Please. Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me!”
“Come all over our cocks.” He growled at my ear, as he hit that spot again and again. “You’ll devour it all like a good boy, won’t you? You’ll eagerly lap at my fingers as I feed our stickiness to you until you’ve swallowed every drop?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “Yes…fuck.”
He slid another finger inside my ass, then pounded rough and wild.
And that was it—I went off like a fucking rocket, coming all over us both, as I screamed out into the room.
My magic flared like crazy, but he managed to hold it steady.
He slipped his fingers from my ass, then shocked me as he shoved them into my mouth, just as he snarled and came, spurting and spurting, covering my own cum from moments ago.
I couldn’t look away as he then coated his fingers in the lovely mess we’d made together.
“Eat,” he commanded.
