“Come here,” he grumbles, pulling me closer by my t-shirt to smash my mouth down on his.
Fuck yes, now we’re getting somewhere. Hope he’s ready, because suddenly I’m not at all tired. I may even have lube hiding in a drawer in the living room. Guess we’ll have to see.
Chapter
Twenty-Three
ANSEL
“Am I your snack now?”I tease him, picking him up and allowing his long legs to wrap around my waist. My hands squeeze and massage his muscles, and he preens like a cat as he enjoys my touch.
All the walking in the city is helping his muscle tone, and the painting will help develop the muscles in his arms as well. Sometimes, it’s not about lifting weights and running, but understated artistic strength.
“I think cock is a good midnight snack,” he mutters, dropping his head to run his nose up the column of my throat.
“Oh it’s the best kind,” I chuckle. “Want a taste before you fuck me? I definitely think there’s lube, now that I think about it, in the living room.”
“We should have it in every drawer,” he teases me.
We.Fuck yes. Slowly, Winter and Bellamy are becoming part of both our pack and home. Walking through our house, I carry him to the living room. Breaking shit can wait for another day when that’s necessary, but sex is just as good to burn off the energy he has after his nightmare.
“I’ll have Shi add it to his lists. It’ll be fun to see if he adds it to the Grocery List on the fridge that the cleaning lady sees or his Sex Toy list,” I say.
“There’s a sex toy list?” Bellamy snorts, amused.
“Oh yeah. Cassidy wants a knotted anal plug for herself, so that’s on the list.”
“For…herself?” he asks, eyes wide.
“Can’t knot train otherwise,” I tease him. “Can you imagine the three of you spread out in the bed getting fucked?”
The smell of his candied apple scent gets stronger, and I grin wider.
“You can, can’t you?”
“Why does that sound so hot when you describe it?” he grumbles, his feet hitting the ground as he releases me.
Pulling my shirt up, he helps me out of it and he sighs.
“It should be a crime to look this good,” he says.
“I break enough laws on a daily basis, so I’m glad it’s not.” My smirk quickly drops as Bellamy uses his tongue to map out my chest, kissing, licking and sucking until his knees hit the ground.
My breaths are ragged as he gazes up at me, his fingers already twisting in the band of my sleeping pants.
“Doing okay there, big guy?” he asks.
“Peachy,” I murmur, watching as he pulls my pants down slowly until my cock bounces out of them. “I fucking love the way you look at me.”
“It’s the prettiest dick I’ve ever seen, other than my own,” he admits.
Kicking out of my pants, I watch as he wraps his hand around my dick, his eyes glued to the precum already collecting at my slit. He laps at the sticky, salty sweet treat, groaning before swallowing around my crown.
My eyes cross as my heart begins to pound, and I groan as the wetness of his mouth sinks further down my shaft until he’s making himself gag.
“Fuck,” I gasp. “Pull back a little and then swallow around the gag, baby boy.”
Bellamy bobs slowly up and down, getting used to my length and girth. He doesn’t have to tell me that I’m his first consensual blow job, I know it just based on what he’s told me. Being sedated relaxes your reflexes and inhibitions, and it’s a completely different experience than sucking cock when you have your full faculties.
