Page 33 of His Noble Savior

“I’m yours,” Richard said, lifting the elbows behind his head as if to show he was in imaginary shackles. “Use me however you like. Steal your pleasure and don’t worry about me. I’m enjoying myself.” He smirked and stretched, inviting Lilian to take advantage of him.

Lilian took him in hand, aligning his cock with his hole. The broad tip hit his entrance, and fuck, he was bigger than anticipated. Lilian had taken two of Richard’s fingers fine, but his glans was a different story. Bulky and flared, it was designed to deliver an exquisite pounding, but it also presented a challenge.

Doubt rose in Lilian. Had he bitten off more than he could chew? He yearned for Richard, thirsted to feel him deep inside, but the prospect of accepting him into his body made him sweat. How was that swollen crown going to pass through his tight analring?

Lilian had taken bigger cocks, and it’d been hell. He didn’t want to go back there. Richard wasn’t so massive that he would’ve intimidated most men, but feeling him against his rim, his size made Lilian nervous.

“We don’t have to do this if you’re unsure,” Richard said gently. “We can stop if this is uncomfortable.”

Richard had to be going mad with the need for release. He’d allowed Lilian to climax time and again, granting him powerful orgasms not only today but multiple times in the past. Richard hadn’t come unless he’d brought himself relief while Lilian was asleep, but he didn’t think so. He’d been good to Lilian, and he deserved to find completion. Lilian longed to give him that.

Plus, if he didn’t get over his fears with Richard, he wouldn’t get over them with anyone. He trusted no one but Richard.

Then there was the pleasure his cock promised. Richard was perfectly shaped. He’d hit Lilian in all the right places. He wasn’t so large that he’d injure him.

“I want to keep going,” Lilian said. “But… could you talk me through it? Your voice anchors me.”

“Of course,” Richard said easily, reclining further. “You feel amazing. Just perfect. Your pucker is twitching against my cockhead. It feels like you’re kissing my tip. Like it wants to take me inside but is shy about it. Are you shy about it?”

“No. I want you so much.”

“Then bear down. It’ll open your sphincter for me. Do you want to open for me?”

“I want nothing more.” Lilian pushed out, widening his pucker. It mouthed Richard, the straining edges of his entrance gliding over his glans. Lilian grunted.

“Breathe. Slow and deep. Tell your body to let me in. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

Lilian let the warm, scented air fill his lungs. His sphincterdilated, and with a smidgen of pressure, Lilian took Richard’s fat cockhead home into his hole.

A broken whine tumbled out of him. Full. He was so unbelievably full. Richard’s crown stretched his inner ring, the muscle contracting involuntarily, trying to close. That wasn’t going to happen. Richard speared him wide—the greatest sensation. Richard was inside him and would only go deeper. Lilian couldn’t wait to welcome him in his depths, to engulf him with his tight heat. Richard deserved all the carnal delights Lilian could give him.

Inch by inch, Lilian descended on Richard. Every bit of cock he accepted stretched him further. The sheer girth rubbed the faerie oil into his straining inner walls, overwhelming them with waves of tingles. Lilian panted.

A pearl of sweat formed on Richard’s brow as he fought to control himself. He clenched his jaw, the muscles in his arms bulging from how hard he was straining to hold back. Richard looked like he wanted to thrust and bury himself to the root in Lilian, and iron willpower kept him from taking what he wanted. He groaned when Lilian accepted another inch, his hole quivering as it sheathed Richard.

Lilian bottomed out with a cry. He let out a big breath as he settled in Richard’s lap, impaled by his cock. The fullness was perfect. Richard pressed against his sensitive inner walls, but he didn’t cause him pain. The faerie oil’s slick texture protected Lilian and turned the smallest slide into a burst of pleasure.

“You’re taking me so well,” Richard said and ran his tongue across his lower lip, giving it a wet shine. He pulsed inside Lilian.

Lilian rolled his hips. “This feels amazing.” He rocked back and forth, causing Richard to move inside him. His insides rejoiced at the friction, tightening in delight. His firm grip on Richard was rewarded when the faerie oil set off a rush of pleasure. It started in Lilian’s hole and radiated into his groinbefore spreading into the rest of his body, setting him alight with desire.

Wriggling his hips, Lilian adapted to the stretch. Once he was comfortable with Richard’s size, he lifted off by an inch, sighing as he sank back down, Richard filling him. Lilian placed his hands on Richard’s chest for leverage and rode him in slow, careful moves.

He’d never been blessed with such a selfless lover. At the Spring Court, he’d had a few short-lived affairs, and none of his partners had cared about his pleasure. Richard cared about nothingbuthim.

“Lean in,” Richard said, and Lilian did, their lips almost brushing. It changed the angle, and the next time Lilian descended on Richard’s cock, that swollen head knocked into his prostate.

He gasped, colors exploding before his eyes. “Fuck!”

“That’s better, isn’t it?” Richard asked with a casual smile.

Lilian grunted on the next rise and fall, Richard hitting his sweet spot. “Yes!”

He moaned, falling into a rhythm. Pushing off harder, he slammed down on Richard, each descent ramming that big cockhead into his gland. He loved the powerful smacks to his core, working himself into a sweat as he rode Richard faster and faster, crying out each time he thumped against his prostate.

Urgency mounted, making him fuck himself with maddening speed, chasing his orgasm. He wanted to come, longed to fall apart and climax on Richard’s cock.

His mouth hovered over Richard’s. Lilian kissed him, diving in when Richard opened up. The combination of the steady humps against his love spot and the sweet taste of Richard’s lips sent his mind spinning. He panted, their mouths brushing.

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