Page 25 of His Noble Savior

The words slipped out of Lilian’s mouth before he considered them. Damn it. He hadn’t meant to say that. Except he had, kind of.

“I’m glad.” His eyes flitted to Lilian’s. “I told you I’d give you anything you’d ask for. You need release, so I’m taking care of it. I’d be a lousy lover if I made it impersonal.”

It would’ve been easy for Richard to quickly apply faerie oil and jerk Lilian off. It could’ve been done in minutes. Instead, Richard kept his guests waiting because he wanted to ensure Lilian was thoroughly satisfied before they returned downstairs. How Lilian deserved such great care, he didn’t know. Richard pleasured him with unwavering dedication, asking for nothing in return. Fae custom demanded Lilian repay him one day. But what could he offer him? He had nothing.

“Where’s your mind?” Richard asked, a smile playing on his lips. “Maybe I am a lousy lover after all if I can’t keep your attention.”

“No! You have the best hands.”

“Do I?” Richard dragged his thumb over Lilian’s flared head, making him groan.

“Fuck… Yes…”

“That’s the sound I was hoping for.” Richard was going slowly, stretching the moment. If Lilian hadn’t known better, hewould’ve thought Richard was savoring every second. That, of course, was absurd. “Let’s get you another orgasm. Your balls must be bursting.”

They were.

Richard glanced to the side and sucked in his lips, thinking. “I’d like to do something for you, but only if you want it. Please tell me if this is going too far, but I’d like to use my mouth on you.”

Lilian’s stomach dropped. He’d fucking love that. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had someone’s lips and tongue on him.

Richard tapped Lilian’s prostate and simultaneously squeezed his cock, provoking a sluice of precum.

“You probably won’t like it with all the faerie oil,” Lilian said. He wasn’t sure if Richard had meant what he’d offered. Maybe he’d asked because he felt obliged.

Richard blinked. Then his eyes gave a warm spark. “I wasn’t talking about your cock. I should’ve clarified.”

Not his cock? It took a moment before understanding dawned on Lilian. Then his world tilted sideways. He wouldn’t have let anyonethere, but Richard was his exception. “Yes.”

“Let me know if you don’t like it, or if you want me to do something differently. I can stop anytime.”

Richard slid down the bed and lifted Lilian’s leg onto his shoulder for better access. Hot, damp breath ghosted over Lilian’s tight balls. Then a pair of plush, wet lips settled on one of his testicles in an opened-mouthed kiss.

Lilian almost passed out from pleasure. Richard fisted his cock, traced his prostate, and before Lilian had time to comprehend the rest, he took that sensitive ball into the hot cave of his mouth.

Richard’s face between his legs. His mouth on Lilian’s most vulnerable body part, a slick tongue gently sliding over him.Lilian lost it. His cock squirted precum; his stomach contracted. This was fucking heaven. It had to be. He must’ve been killed by the orcs and gone straight to heaven. There was no other explanation for why gorgeous, noble Richard would bestow such delights on him.

Richard’s tongue curled around him, his fingers probed his gland, and Lilian cried out. His legs trembled; his hands yanked at the sheets, ripping them in feverish ecstasy. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. It was too bloody good. Another lick and rapturous tears leaked from his eyes. Nobody had made love to him like this. That was what it was—making love. Fucking didn’t feel this divine.

And then Richard moaned. The vibration of it traveled into the depths of Lilian’s loins. Whatever fever dream this was, Lilian didn’t want it to end.

“You taste so good. So sweet.”

Rational thought was impossible when Richard was saying things like that. He lifted Lilian’s testicle with his tongue, and an orgasm rushed forward. Lilian wasn’t going to last. Not like this.

Richard mouthed and kissed his sack, slow and sensual, then moved to the other side, dragging his full, slick lips over Lilian’s testicle. Lilian’s eyes fluttered closed, and a wave of sensations engulfed him, Richard licking and stroking him inside and out.

Richard cared for him deeply. There were ways to explain away everything else he did but not this. Lilian felt loved, and with Richard’s mouth on him so intimately, he couldn’t help but groan, a litany of debauched noises streaming out of him.

“Richard…”

Spurred on, Richard jerked him faster, his hand flying up and down Lilian’s cock while his fingers fucked him mercilessly and his mouth drowned him in the sweetest caress. Richard nailed his prostate, and it contracted just as his balls climbed to his rootand his cock straightened, pulsing.

“YES!”

The orgasm came hard and fast, hitting him like a battering ram. Lilian arched. Every part of him shaking, he came in a thunder of convulsions, his insides rapidly squeezing and releasing Richard’s fingers, his cock jerking. Cum coated his chest and stomach; it drenched the sheets. He pushed onto Richard’s digits, chasing their pressure. Richard knew what to do. He plunged into Lilian’s gland, and a monster of an orgasmic wave hit him, setting off contractions deep in his core. Richard’s hot mouth bathed him.

Lilian screamed, every muscle twitching in release. His whole body was coming, each convulsion praising Richard. He ravished Lilian, fingered him through his ecstatic cramps until he didn’t know up from down. Spout after spout hit Lilian’s chest. He should’ve long stopped coming, but Richard didn’t let up, and the faerie oil was doing the rest. The combination had Lilian writhing, moaning and quivering, his insides furiously pumping, emptying him.

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