Page 42 of His Noble Savior

“I’m ready,” Lilian said.

Richard withdrew and lubed up before aligning his cockhead with Lilian’s entrance. He brushed the blunt tip across it, smearing precum and oil onto the wrinkled skin. Lilian bore down, opening for Richard’s engorged cock. He loved having Richard inside him, his thick glans hitting him just right onevery thrust. Thus far, Lilian had been the one in charge, riding Richard with hands pressing down on his chest, moans streaming out of him. He’d controlled the speed and depth of each thrust, and giving that up to Richard was an act of faith and devotion.

With a nudge, Richard’s flared tip overcame the narrowness of Lilian’s opening, and he tunneled inside. A high-pitched cry flew off Lilian’s lips, his pelvic floor quaking in lust as Richard conquered him.

He wanted this, wanted it so much. Richard on top of him, entering him, owning him, was pure catharsis. It expelled the demons of the past. With any other man, Lilian would’ve been afraid, but Richard gave him what he needed, his whole being shielding him as he drove inside. The combination of faerie oil and friction sent sparks zapping through him. His body came alive, every part of him hyperaware of Richard’s welcome invasion.

Affirmations poured out of him, praising Richard’s girth, telling him how good he made him feel. Richard was only halfway inside when the heat and tingling came to a crescendo, and an orgasm rushed onto Lilian. Too soon! He reached between his legs and circled his root, fingers pressing down to forestall his release.

“Already?” Richard asked, a smile curving the corners of his lips.

“You feel amazing. Don’t want to come without your permission.” Lilian longed to surrender to Richard. Everything the orcs stole forcibly from him, he’d gift to Richard freely. “I want to be good for you.”

“Oh, you’re being very good for me,” Richard said and brushed a blond strand out of Lilian’s face.

Lilian’s cock swelled, blood rushing into him, making him grow. Making him throb. Richard gave a firm shove, and hebottomed out, his length spearing Lilian open. His insides clenched, welcoming Richard, dousing him in pleasure as he tightened.

“You’re perfect,” Richard growled, and Lilian shivered.

He hiked up his legs and crossed his ankles under Richard’s buttocks, holding him in the perfect position for fucking. Richard’s cock thickened inside him. He drooled a string of precum onto Lilian’s sensitive inner walls, making him moan in delight. Lilian loved the proof of Richard’s arousal. His hard length pulsed inside Lilian, and then Richard eased out only to drill into him, stuffing him to the brim.

“Yes…” Lilian breathed. “So… full…”

Richard pressed into his inner walls, satisfying his eager nerve endings. On the next thrust, Richard changed the angle of his hips, and when he thumped into Lilian, he hit his prostate.

Lilian bucked in pleasure, his insides squeezing and releasing Richard. His nipples hardened, and arousal swirled in his core, readying to uncoil and strike. Lilian clutched his root, pre-empting a climax. His cock jerked angrily, precum rolling off his crown and dripping onto his stomach. The glans turned purple and palpitated in time with Lilian’s heartbeat, announcing its eagerness to come.

“You’re hanging on?” Richard said and dragged a digit through the sticky mess on Lilian’s abdomen. He brought it to his lips and licked his finger clean, his eyes going soft. “I love how you leak for me.”

“Only for you.”

Richard gave a shallow thrust, which forced more liquid out of Lilian’s tip. “Look at you. Drooling all over yourself.”

Lilian made a small sound, and Richard gave his love spot a nudge. It shuddered. He fell into a rhythm, humping Lilian’s gland with well-aimed jabs, spurring his lust.

With every prod, Lilian’s hole grew narrower. His hungerfor release climbed as Richard worked him over. Sweat beaded on Richard’s skin, the drops running over his collarbone and curving along his full pecs.

Lilian’s cock ached. The veins running up his shaft bulged. His glans oozed fluid with every pulsation. Richard sped up, driving his cockhead deep into Lilian, hitting his core with precision.

“F-Fuck… Richard…”

“You want to come?”

Pressure built inside Lilian. “Y-Yes.”

Richard increased his speed once more, hammering Lilian’s defenseless gland. It seized, his cock twitching rhythmically.

“Come for me,” Richard said.

The power of his words hit Lilian so hard, he forgot to let go of his root. His insides constricted as orgasm slammed into him, and he came, heeding Richard’s command. Long ropes of release hit his chest and stomach. He writhed, his insides clenching and unclenching to the punishing beat of Richard’s thrusts. Spurt after spurt splattered onto him, and he lifted his eyes to Richard’s, meeting his warm gaze. He came twice as hard under the love shining down on him.

Lilian sagged against the pillows, his fingers falling away from his cock.

“Another?” Richard asked, and the suggestion was enough to keep Lilian hard. His balls were still full, his vise grip on his base having prevented their emptying. How Richard hadn’t come with Lilian’s hole clamping down on him was beyond fathoming.

“Please.”

Richard rotated his hips, grinding his cockhead into Lilian’s love spot. Lilian had never felt so connected to anyone else. He buried a hand in Richard’s bronze curls and pulled him down for a kiss.

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