I can barely suck in breath through my nose, my eyes stream with tears, and I plead that he doesn’t stop. I want to be stretched and used by him. It’s all I’ve ever wanted—to bring him pleasure.
“Fuck, Cas,fuck.” Kel speeds his thrusts, then stops, jerking me up by my hair. His cock pops out of my mouth, and I cough, wiping the string of saliva that connects my tongue with his tip.
“No,” I beg, voice raw. “Come down my throat. Let me make you feel good?—”
Kel sits up and cups my face. Gently, he kisses my lips. “It’s been twenty-six years since I’ve done this,” he whispers. “You were the last person I made love to. And, Cas, you’ll again be my first.”
56
Keldarion
Cas’s face flushes scarlet. Even the tip of his nose reddens. Ican’t help but chuckle. How satisfying it is to see him disarmed for once.
I drift my lips over his soft mouth. “You’re so serious lately. I’ve missed you like this.”
“I’mserious?” Cas pulls away and gives me an incredulous look. “You’re the serious one. I half forgot you’re capable of relaxing.”
I lean back against the furs, stretching my arms behind my head. “If you want me relaxed, perhaps you should suck my cock more often.”
Cas flashes that fox-like grin and runs his hands up my chest. “Maybe I will.” His dark hair falls over his face. Firelight flickers across his pale body, the shadows painting his skin like a canvas.
“Maybe you will,” I repeat, “but not until I’ve had my fill. Take off your pants and turn around.”
Caspian obeys. Another thing I’ve forgotten: he’s quite good at taking orders when he wants to. His every motion—from the tilt of his head to the sprawl of his fingers—is elegant. Watching Caspian exist is like watching a performance, his movementspracticed and graceful. No wonder he enraptures everyone he meets.
His pants fall to the ground, and his beautiful cock stands erect. Everything about him is carved to precision, and his cock is no exception.
I direct him onto all fours so he’s leaning on his forearms with his hips up. He almost looks like he’s bowing in surrender. Perfect.
My cock throbs at the sight of him, the position so vulnerable, so ready for me. A part of me wants to stay where I am, just stroking myself and watching him, but I can’t wait anymore. I pull one of his legs over mine so he’s straddling my face. His glorious round ass is on full display.
“Hmm,” Caspian purrs, “you haven’t lost your touch.”
“How could I with you as my partner?” I grab the mounds of skin and squeeze hard. “Now, lower this beautiful ass onto my face.”
Cas lets out a sigh and complies. If I thought I was a man starved for his kiss, then I am positively famished for this. I run the flat of my tongue over the sensitive spot, teasing his tight hole and delighting in the change in the cadence of his breath.
My tongue explores every contour. The taste is intoxicating, the pure intimacy sending shivers down my spine. I trace slow circles around his entrance, feeling it quiver under my touch. Caspian’s thighs tense on either side of my head as I increase the pressure, dipping just inside.
A low moan escapes his lips, spurring me on. I grip his hips, pulling him closer. My tongue probes and teases, alternating between quick flicks and long, languid strokes. The heat of his body envelops me, the scent of his arousal filling my senses.
Caspian’s cock twitches against my chest, a bead of precum leaving a warm, wet trail on my skin. His breathing grows ragged as I quicken my pace, thighs trembling as he struggles to holdhimself up. His moans grow louder, more urgent, echoing in the cave.
“Yes, Kel,” he gasps. “Right there. Don’t stop.”
I have no intention of stopping. I grip his ass until my knuckles are white, spreading him wider, then alternate between teasing his rim and plunging my tongue as deep as I can reach.
Caspian’s hips rock, grinding against my face. I match his rhythm, my own arousal threatening to explode. My cock throbs painfully, desperate for attention, but I won’t stop until Cas is at his absolute limit.
“Fuck,” he says, but it comes out an adorable whimper.
“Are you going to come, darling?” I reach around his legs to seize his cock, giving it a few solid pumps.
Cas grabs my hand, stopping me. Shakily, he lifts his leg over my face and spins so we’re facing each other. “Not without you. I want us to meet ecstasy together as we used to.” He leans down, kissing me slowly, tasting me as I had tasted him.
“I’m ready,” I breathe.
“Are you nervous?”
