I’d never bought into that whole idea of love at first sight. Even though it was more a love at ‘Hey, I caught you in a stupid trap while drunk’. And yet… I wasn’t just physically attracted to Vee. Being near him was like a spiritual awakening. He fucking owned me and not even my inner voice had an argument against it.
It’s true.
This is what it must’ve been like for people who met gods or saints.
Let me worship you on my knees again, Saint Vee.
Vee’s palm curled around the side of my neck and he nudged my chin up with his thumb. He brought his beak close again so his breath brushed over my wet lip.
Just kiss me already. Suck on my tongue like you did yesterday.
“You said you’d figure out something for us to do once I’d taken you to my bedroom,” he rumbled.
A soft whimper left me when his deep voice travelled straight into my balls.
“Any plans yet, Frat Boy?” he added in a low purr.
Alright! If he keeps talking in that voice I’ll blow without him ever touching my dick. I shifted my stance and left a smear of precum on my thigh.
“Vague ideas,” I gritted out.
“I have a good idea of where to begin,” Vee muttered, and before I could do anything, he caught the next drop with his index finger, saving it from hitting the floor or getting on his feathers.
I cursed when he stuck it in his beak and closed his eyes to savour my taste. My whole body shivered violently, and I gasped when every single one of my hairs stood on end.
“Are you cold?” He tilted his head at me, eyes narrowed as he inspected my rippling skin. Then he rubbed my upper arm with the hand he had just sucked clean.
Oh for heaven’s sake. Breathe, Nate.
“A bit,” I admitted through chattering teeth that had nothing to do with my goosebumps.
Let’s not distract him from his idea. I’ll lose it if he doesn’t touch me already.
Vee pecked my brow with his oddly soft beak.
“Get into bed, Frat Boy,” he rumbled.
“Are you coming, too?” I asked as I headed to the futon.
“Oh yes.” Vee huffed. “I don’t think I have enough self-control to hold back with you.”
I glanced around. His gaze burned into my soul. He trailed his hand along my back, all four fingers spread so wide they spanned almost the entire width of my body. “Let’s get you warm.”
“Fuck, Vee, I’m about to burn up here. How much hotter do you want me to be?”
“Scorching hot,” he whispered. I groaned when he gripped my ass cheek. “Consumed by fire, a beacon in the dark of my days, igniting me right alongside you so we can burn together.”
Fuuuck. Nobody, ever, had talked to me like that. It was like fucking foreplay for my brain, and I was here for it.
He traced his feather-covered fingers around my hip, pulling me against his front; his hard cock pressed against my lower back.
“Du bist so schön,” he murmured.
“Okay, no German unless you want me to come before—”
Vee chuckled. Then he closed his beak over my shoulder and flicked his pointed tongue over my trapezius.
I leaned my head back on his chest so he could reach better.
