I spread his cheeks wide, and licked over his hole.
His reaction was instant. He grabbed a pillow and held it to him, shuddering more violently.
I was going to unravel Luka Davorin until he fell apart.
“Want me to stop?” I teased.
“Do. Not. Stop.”
Wow. Luka could growl.
“Say it in Velkaran.”
“Prosím… neprestávaj,” he croaked.
I licked again, only this time I pressed my tongue against his hole. Luka’s moans bounced off the walls.
“Quieter? Unless you want everyone in the Village to know what’s going on in here?”
He let out a choked gasp and buried his face in the pillow.
I pushed his hips flat to the bed, pulled his cheeks apart, and dove in.
What got my heart hammering and the blood pumping wasn’t the taste of him—and I had to admit he tasted good—but the sounds that poured from him, the way he humped the mattress, the way he spread his legs for me so fucking wide, the shivers that multiplied as I ate his ass.
“Fuck, I could do this for hours,” I murmured. His hole was slick, contracting beneath my tongue. I licked around the edge, teasing it, playing with it.
“Više.” Luka’s voice caught on the syllable. “Znova.”
He wasn’t even trying to translate anymore.
I went with my instincts and carried on eating him, until he was moving constantly—and then I slid my middle finger into him.
Luke stilled, his fingers digging into the mattress. “Dean…”
I moved it, so, so slowly, andfuck, he was warm and tight.
I pulled free of him. “On your back,” I said, my voice cracking again. When he flipped over, I took his dick into my mouth and eased my finger into his hole once more.
“Áno… neprestávaj.” His voice shook and a shiver coursed through him. “Skorin.”
I sucked harder, keeping the motion of my finger unhurried, tentative. His body tightened around me. I tugged on his cock, slid my finger all the way into him, and warmth creamed my hand.
Violent shudders jolted him, and he shoved a hand into his mouth as?—
There was a loud knock on the door, and we both froze.
“Hey, Foster. We’re going to eat. You there?”
Ethan.
My eyes met Luka’s.
Another thump landed on the door.
“Oops. My bad.” Noah’s voice drifted through the wood. “We’ll see you later when you’re not… occupied.”
Laughter followed them down the corridor.
