Page 45 of Kiss of Smoke

Even burning up with desire, I managed to smirk. “I love how you have those stashed in every corner of the castle.”

His response was to coat his fingers and carry them back to my hole.

“Lach—”

“Shhh.” He worked two slick fingers inside me, making the hair on my arms lift. “Let me have this,” he said in a voice like sandpaper. “Let me feel you.”

The plea did me in. I pushed my impatience aside as I spread my legs wider, urging his fingers deep. Thrilling at the stretch and fullness. The slight burn that slid into a delicious pressure that spread from my ass through every part of my body. Holding my gaze, he pumped his fingers in a languid rhythm, sliding all the way out and over my taint before plunging back in. Massaging my prostate in wicked strokes that had me squirming and shivering.

I braced my palms on his broad shoulders as I rocked my hips, choking back a moan at the way the movement made our dicks rub together. When he added a third finger I bit my lip, then released a shaky laugh. “You’re gonna make me come doing that.”

“Hittin’ the right spot, am I?” he murmured, his gaze locked with mine.

“Aye, but your cock would feel better.”

“Then you’ll get it.” He slapped my ass with his free hand. “Up.”

I lifted my hips long enough for him to grasp his cock and bring the tip to my clenching pucker. Then I lowered myself onto his shaft, and we both groaned as I clamped hard around him.

“Ride me,” he muttered, urging me into a rhythm with a hand on my hip. “Fuck, that’s a good lad.”

Speech deserted me for a moment as I started to grind, setting a pace that had us both moaning.

“So good,” I gasped, and I would never tell him, but it was almost better for the drought he’d put us through. Like the first bite of food after a long stretch of hunger. Being equal in height, our faces were on level, so I caught every emotion that crossed his face. Even the ones he was usually too stoic to say aloud.

Adoration.

Obsession.

Love.

At the last, I grasped his face and slanted my mouth across his, sucking at his tongue as my ass clenched hard around his dick, grabbing at him with every stroke.

He made a sexy sound somewhere between a growl and a whimper, then squeezed my ass with both hands and started to move, surging his hips up in short, rapid thrusts.

Pleasure rushed at me from everywhere at once. My world shrank to his golden gaze and the slap of my ass against his thighs. The mind-numbing bursts of pleasure that came with each thrust of his cock. I bounced harder, and my dick flapped between us, the tip swollen and drizzled with precum. I reached for my shaft, but he batted my hand away.

“Let me take care of you,” he said huskily, and took my erection in a firm grip slick with lube.

Ecstasy. Streaking through me like a pinball gone crazy. I rode him faster, grinding hard as his hand flew up and down my cock. My legs tingled as my whole body got on board with my impending release.

“That’s it,” he crooned, his eyes glowing slits. “Blow that hot load all over me.” He reached his other hand under me and fingered my rim, stroking hard where our bodies joined.

My eyes rolled back in my head. “Fuck! Oh…fuck.” My balls tingled, and then my orgasm ripped through me like a thunderclap. My stomach clenched, and I cried out and slammed onto his cock a final time as hot jets spurted from my shaft, soaking his chest and stomach.

He was right behind me, baring his teeth as he thrust once…twice, then shuddered as he came deep inside my ass.

I collapsed against his chest with my face buried in his neck. His pulse fluttered against my lips, and I touched the tip of my tongue to his skin, tasting salt and sex and fire. As our chests heaved and our hearts thudded against each other, my eyelids grew heavy. With sleep beckoning, I murmured, “So you liked my bedroom trick?”

I heard the smile in his deep, sated voice as he ran his fingertips up and down my spine. “Aye. It was quite a trick.”

Deep in my mind, my beast purred, pleased at having satisfied its mate. I closed my eyes.

“But it won’t work on Chloe,” he said.

My eyes flew open. Wide awake now, I sat up. My beast came alert, too, riled at the thought of losing her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“We’ve tried sex with her. We need something different.”

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