His screams escalated, and he pulled at the sheets, twisting and thrashing, his muscles locking.
His lovely cock pulsed in my mouth and I rubbed his shaft with my tongue, gnawed at his crown, then took him to the back of my throat again.
“I’m… I’m gonna…”
I scraped my fingers over his balls.
Another swallow.
And then I suctioned his crown.
He raked his nails down my back, and detonated in my mouth, coming, coming, and coming.
I swallowed it ravenously, leaving some on my lips.
Then, as I lifted off his cock, I gathered it on my fingers, wrenched him up with a fist in his hair, then pushed all thatwarm stickiness into his mouth, gliding my fingers along his tongue.
He groaned, eyes blazing, and took what I gave him.
“There’s a very good boy, licking and sucking so nicely.” I stroked his hair. “You come so beautifully.”
He beamed up at me, chest heaving, skin flushed. “Yeah?”
“Absolutely.” I ran my hand down his chest, smiling when he undulated at my touch, his cock even thickening again already. “Would you like my cock now?”
He nodded fervently and licked his lips at me.
I chuckled, then discarded my pants on the floor.
I went to call my magic to make my cock nice and slippery for him. For his wondrous ass that he was now rubbing all over the sheets beneath him.
But he snatched my wrist, stilling me. “I want it raw, Vax.”
I frowned.
“You know… without you needing to call that magical lube forth?” he clarified.
“No.”
“I can take it. Besides, supernatural healing and all that, right?”
I arched an eyebrow. “Why are you asking for this?” What was going through his mind that had led to him offering such a thing?
“Your primal side… it would relish that, right? And I told you I love you. That means all sides of you, all parts. No matter what.”
“I see.” I pried his fingers off my wrist. “I believe Evira explained to you that the love and adoration between the four of us isn’t conditional. With that in mind, do you see what you’re doing here?”
It took a moment, but then he murmured, “Oh… yeah.”
I clasped his hand in mine. “Good. Now, as for my primal side where sexual gratification is concerned—inflicting roughness, aggression, and a little pain comes in the form of slamming, pinning, nail-scraping, biting, rough thrusts, that sort of thing. What you’re talking about is a different thing entirely—especially for me. I would never hurt you that way. In fact, it sickens me. You will never get that from me.”
“O-okay.”
I leaned down and brushed my lips over his forehead and he moaned happily.
His magic sparked, then he had me grunting as he grasped my cock. I sucked in a harsh breath at the heat that radiated all over my shaft at his touch. Not his Ifrit flame, just a soft pink gel he’d conjured that he slathered my cock with.
“Mmm,” I groaned as he teased my crown, pinching and flicking, before returning to his task.
