“Dez,” he groans at her touch.
Her name in his throat is so hot she feels a gush of arousal throb out of her, leaking all the way through her pants onto Rafe’s taut stomach. Now her fingers inch upward, until they find the obscene softnessof his feathers. She’s never felt anything like this, and judging from Rafe’s ecstatic reaction, he likes the way it feels.
“You’re incredible,” Dez tells him breathlessly, wishing his wings could scratch the all-consuming itch of need she feels when she’s with him.
“No one’s ever touched me like this before,” he gasps.
“Let me do it every night. Let me get so good at it.”
“Fuck, Dez,” he says. “I can barely stand it.”
His breathy inhales guide her touch as slowly she gets to know every fiber of his wings, his sensitive folds, his most tender places.
She’s never had so much fun pleasing someone else. She wants to pay him back for all the pleasure he’s given her these past few months.
She lifts one hand off his wings and he gasps, already missing her touch.
“Don’t stop,” he begs.
She laughs under her breath. “Just wait.”
With her free hand, she loosens his belt and undoes his pants.
“I’m going to fuck you with my mouth now,” she warns, her voice urgent, in control. “Don’t you dare stop me.”
“I surrender,” he breathes.
And she smiles. Dez might have thought that next to Rafe’s wings, finally getting her hands on his dick could be a bit of a disappointment. She would have been wrong. Very, very wrong.
She’s felt how big his cock is before. She knows how hard it gets when the two of them have been pressed together, kissing and hungry for more. But she’s never actually laid eyes on the masterpiece. She’s never been called to worship an angel’s dick before.
That changes now. She licks her lips, then slides down his body to take his holy cock in her mouth. At first, she takes her time, kissing the full, swollen tip, sliding her lips over its ridge. He writhes inpleasure, then bucks his hips as she swallows his full length, feeling his curve fit the back of her throat. Once she’s sucking as much of him as she can take, she reaches up with both hands and strokes his wings.
“Desdemona,” he growls. “How are you so good at this? How do you know how to touch an angel’s wings?”
I’ve had a lot of time to practice in my mind, she wants to tell him, but she’s not taking her mouth off his dick until she’s made this angel come.
Someday, he’s going to fuck her with this massive cock. He’s going to do bad things to her with his wings. And she’s going to relish every minute of it. In the meantime, she’s going to give him the deepest orgasm he’s ever known, across all the millennia of his life.
The pledge nearly makes Dez laugh out loud, how egoistical and likely impossible it sounds. But pleasing Rafe comes so naturally, and the groans coming out of him are sounds she never wants to stop hearing. It’s like they were both meant to do this with each other. Destined to blow each other’s minds.
“I’m going to come, Dez,” he says, panting, trembling under her touch. “It won’t be like what you expect.”
She looks up and meets his eyes, sees the yearning in them, how much he needs this, almost fears it.
Whatwillit be like? How does an angel come?
“I’m ready,” she says around the big, smooth head of his dick.
“Fuck.”He moans as his whole body, out to the very edges of his wings, undulates in waves of pleasure. She waits for the salty tang of his come to hit her mouth. She’s hungry to swallow him, to feel him sliding down her throat.
What comes is strange and marvelous, like petrichor but for the mouth, a hurricane of star and rain, like tasting the sex of the beginning of the world. Her lips tingle as she swallows what comes out ofhim, and a deep feeling of carnal bliss spreads suddenly and intensely through her body.
She’d already been so turned on for him, but she didn’t think she would come merely by sucking his dick.
Wrong again.
The orgasm that grips her in the midst of Rafe’s orgasm joins her entire body to his, renders her immobile as it courses through her in long and tender waves.
