Page 47 of His Incubus Husband

The general fisted the material of Tino’s shorts and tugged, exposing the top of his crease.

“God help me, that’s the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen.” The older man groaned and dragged Tino’s shorts lower. “Fuck, they’re wet. You reek of fresh slick. You want it, don’t you? You were hoping I’d find you here.”

Tino panted, trembling all over. The general radiated raw lust that crackled in the air around Tino like small bolts of lightning hitting his body.

“Please, sir.” Tino pitched his voice high, sounding scared and breathless. “My husband is asleep.”

Chuckling darkly, the general lowered himself behind Tino, pulling the shorts down Tino’s legs. Then he grabbed Tino’s ass cheeks and kneaded them.

“Spread your legs, c’mon.”

“Sir… I’m afraid. What if… I shouldn’t.” Even as he protested, Tino parted his thighs and pushed his ass out, exposing his crease.

“You’re such a fucking tease.”

The general’s ill-controlled emotions washed over Tino, powerful and invigorating. Resentment. Frustration. Desire.

“Lord almighty. You’re all pink and innocent. But fucking hell, how wet you are.”

The older man sounded pained. With a groan, he licked through Tino’s crease. Tino bit back a cry of joy. He’d been so empty.

When the general pushed his tongue inside him, Tino had to bite his fist. The old alpha licked and slurped like a starving man before tearing his mouth away.

“Doesn’t he fuck you enough?” he spat, his voice hoarse and shaky. “Your ass is fucking drooling.”

The sound of a buckle made Tino grin. This had been way too easy.

“If I had a horny young thing like you, I wouldn’t let you out of my sight. I’d tie you to my bed and fuck you ten times a day.”

A heavy arm circled his torso, holding him in place. Then a blunt cockhead prodded his needy ass. He tilted his hips up eagerly. He needed it now or he’d shrivel and die.

“Yeah. You wanted me to find you, didn’t you? You couldn’t wait to get my dick up your tiny hole.”

Tino didn’t reply. Instead, he moaned blissfully when the fat cock pierced his hole and glided inside through the abundance of juices.

“Fuck. Fuck. So fucking tight. So young. You feel like a damned virgin, but so wet. Yes! Oh, fuck yes. Take that dick. Yeah. Yeah. Tiny young hole. I’ll fucking ruin you. Yeah!”

The general puffed and grunted, rutting against Tino’s ass like an animal. His dick wasn’t nearly as big as Oswald’s but thick enough to give Tino the stretch he craved. He wiggled his hips, giving the old man some extra friction, and the alpha groaned.

Grabbing Tino’s hips, he sped up his thrusts. Tino’s wet ass made little smacking sounds on each fuck, like a beast munching on meat. He let out a silent laugh as the thought occurred to him.

Yes. The beast would feed tonight.

The energy rose in Tino’s chest, swirling around his heart, sparks of joy popping here and there. He smiled wide when the orgasm swallowed him, and he tainted the cabinet doors with his release.

“Fuck! You came! You came, you whore. Yes! You love a good dicking. Yes, you do. Take it. Take. It. Deep.”

With a broken moan, the general shuddered and shook, emptying his balls into Tino’s hole. His dick twitched.

“Fuuuuck.”

He pulled out, and Tino looked over his shoulder as the old man stumbled back. He flopped onto the nearest sofa, panting heavily. The liquid coating his dick was about to drip onto the floor.

Tino pushed off the counter and hurried to kneel by the older alpha’s feet. He mouthed the dirty cock just in time. He licked and sucked, slurping up the cum and slick before it could stain the sofa cushion.

“Well, well. Aren’t you a sweet boy? You needed it bad, huh?”

The general petted his hair and cupped his jaw, and Tino looked up at him innocently even as he stuffed the half-hard cock deep into his mouth. He felt so deliciously naughty in the little nightie, his tits out and bare ass full of a strange man’s cum. He clenched tight, keeping it inside.