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He picks up my hand and holds it in the air between us, his eyes asking permission to place my hand on his cock.

I give a subtle nod, and then Lucien slips my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers.

I expected to touch him through the fabric between us, but this is so much more.

Lucien’s skin is fleshy, which sounds like a stupid way to describe it because, duh, that’s what it is, but it’s like he has extra skin. It’s weirdly satisfying to squeeze and pull on him, which is what I’m now doing without any direction from Lucien.

He leans against the pillow and breathes hard, like he’s controlling himself.

I adjust my grip and give firm strokes from the base to the tip, watching his face as I do.

I can only feel what I’m doing since it’s happening in his boxers, but it seems like I’m doing something right because his breathing picks up and I can see the dark line of his lashes fluttering with his eyes closed. His hand grips the bed beside him, bunching the sheets into his fist.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” he tells me.

And I feel a rush of heat at the words. My own cock is hard again, just from the satisfaction in his voice. Oh God.

Lucien opens his eyes, his pupils so dilated his eyes are almost completely dark, and while I continue stroking him, he lifts his knees and pulls his boxers off. His cock springs free, and I can finally see what I’ve been touching. He isn’t circumcised. It’s unexpectedly hot.

Lucien takes my other hand and pulls me over him, and I lose my grip on him. We’re both naked, and now I’m on top of him.

For a second, I just stay there, straddling him, aware of his giant frame beneath me. His cock is hard and pressing against my stomach. My own cock is leaking against his abs.

He starts bucking against my hips, making our dicks rub together.

Now this is the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me. I didn’t know we could do this. I didn’t know anything about this. I didn’t know that our bodies could touch like this without penetration, that this friction alone could feel like it’s going to split me open.

He crushes his mouth against mine, slick and urgent, like he can’t get enough of me. Lucien fills my mouth with his tongue. There’s a suggestion with every dominate movement, almost like he’s telling me that he wants his dick in my mouth.

But I’m too scared I’ll mess up. I’m terrified I’ll choke or won’t be good at it or will do something completely wrong and ruin this moment.

I pull away, breaking the kiss, and Lucien immediately senses my hesitation. His eyes read the anxiety written on my face.

He pulls back and asks, “Have you ever sucked a dick before?”

I know he knows the answer.

“Never,” I admit, my voice barely above a whisper.

Lucien shifts beneath me, his hands moving to cup my jaw.

“That’s okay,” he says, tenderly. “You want to try?”

My pulse is pounding so hard I think he can feel it against his chest. The vulnerability of admitting I don’t know what I’m doing wars with the desperate desire to make him feel as good as he’s been making me feel.

“Um, I don’t know if I’d be good at it,” I say quietly.

Lucien strokes my cheekbones. “You can learn. Honestly, Cam,” he pauses, his voice dropping lower, more intense, “I’ve been dreaming about your mouth for years.”

His words slide under my skin and set me on fire. Years. He’s wanted this for years. That such a god would want me…

“Really?” I ask, and I can hear the need in my own voice.

“Years,” he confirms.

He fluffs the pillow behind his head, so he has a better view…of me. The realization that he wants to watch hits me like a wave of heat.

Then he directs me to lie between his legs. I do it, and that’s when I notice the tattoo on the inside of his left thigh. It’s a bundle of arrows, with some words that might be Gaelic written underneath. I want to ask him about it, but I lose the thought when he directs me to stroke him before I put my mouth on him. I wrap my hand around his base and stroke slowly, marveling at how he hardens even more under my touch. I open my mouth, wet his crown, and seamlessly take him in.