He scoffed, tugging down my underwear. “You just wanted to saydeep-throating.”
“Yeah, kinda. By the way, do you think demons consider blowjobs to be sex?”
He undid his own zipper. “Why? Do you want to find out?”
The mental image sent another hot shiver across my skin. “I mean, I’m not opposed to it.”
Sagitta effortlessly slid out of his pants. Once they were gone, my gaze fell to the bulge stretching his black briefs. Its thick shape behind the fabric was like a piece of fucking art. I’d felt him in my hand during our sexy couch moment, but because of our position, I hadn’t actuallyseenhim before. I was giddy with excitement. I wanted to taste it, see it, smell it—but most of all, I wanted to feel it filling me.
I nearly yelped when Sagitta’s palm cupped my cock. The sound melted into a pleasured groan as he worked me in slow, languid motions. As if I wasn’t fucking horny enough. I melted into a whimpering slut beneath his hand.
“You’re hard,” he murmured.
I steeled my voice so it didn’t come out as a reedy whine. “No shit.”
He chuckled softly—a sound I loved to hear—and gave me a firm stroke, base to tip. I ground my teeth together, but not in time to stop a sharp hiss from leaking out.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “I can’t take the teasing anymore.”
A ragged breath in response told me Sagitta was getting desperate, too. He popped open the cap on the lube and poured a generous amount against my entrance. The shock of cool liquid made me shudder, but I relaxed as he teased my rim with his index finger. Pleasure seeped through my body from that spot.
Sagitta let out a small grunt of surprise as his finger slipped easily inside me. “You’re... I don’t want to sayloose, but...”
“Open? Greedy?” I suggested, grinning at his flustered expression. I relaxed my muscles further to show off. Thank god I had practice bottoming.
That gave Sagitta the confidence to push his digit deeper. I squirmed as my body adjusted to him. My heart was racing and I was dripping with sweat, and he hadn’t even fucked me yet. My whole being seemed to vibrate with anticipation.
Sagitta doused a second finger in lubricant before adding it alongside the first. He was gentle and slow, probably more than he needed to be, but I appreciated his kindness anyway. I arched my lower back, feeling his fingers move inside me with a surge of pleasure.
Once I was comfortably ready, I nodded. “You’re good to go.”
Sagitta swallowed hard, and I watched the movement of his throat. My gaze was glued to him as he reached down to free himself from his briefs. I gawked as he swiftly rolled on a condom. The sight of his cock on full display made my eyes widen and my mouth pool embarrassingly with saliva.
“Wow,” I croaked.
He huffed, rolling his eyes. He seemed shy about it, so I held my tongue, but goddamn. If this exorcism shit didn’t work out for him, he’d thrive as a gay porn star.
But then a horrible pang of jealousy struck me, as sharp and painful as stepping barefoot on a Lego. I didn’t want Sagitta to be with anybody else. Not even if it was just sex...
Uh oh.
My doubts were swept away as the warm head of Sagitta’s cock brushed against my hole. I gasped, and all my thoughts puffed out of existence. All I cared about was him inside me.
“Was that a good gasp or a bad one?” he asked.
“I’m good unless stated otherwise,” I promised. “Please fuck me now, I’m dying here.”
Sagitta’s breathing was rough. He hiked up my ass, resting my thighs on his knees as he guided his cock into me. I tossed my head back against the carpet and groaned. Good thing I was on the ground, because I was so dizzy from pleasure I would’ve rolled right off any elevated surface.
Sagitta eased inside. He took it slower than he needed to, but I recalled that this was a first for him. I tried making it easier by taking steady breaths and relaxing my muscles. All pretty easy, considering I was horny as hell and hungry for him.
He bit his lip, straightening as a visible shiver ran through him. It must’ve felt good to sink into me.
I angled my hips to accommodate him better. His body jerked, his cock jutting deeper inside. A hiss escaped through his teeth. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes blazed with desire.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he murmured.
“Thought I was loose,” I teased.
