Page 54 of At His Wife's Behest

After snagging the bottle, Connor coated his palm and moved closer, their dicks side by side. Connor grabbed them both, stroking the lengths together with one slick hand. Kellan’s hips rose seemingly of their own volition, feeding his cock into Connor’s tight grip.

Their moans filled the bedroom, bouncing off the walls and insulating them from the outside world. Kellan captured Connor’s gaze, holding it as he panted, gasping for air, rushing toward the edge. Body tensing with every stroke, the growingpressure tightening him even more. The cliff approached, and he was ready to fly off it.

Only Connor pinched the base of both their cocks, stealing their coming orgasms.

Kellan growled with frustration and grew more so seeing the hint of a smile on Connor’s lips. “That was evil.”

“You’ve never edged before?”

Kellan sighed. “Heard of it but no…”

“Time you experienced it once.”

“Sounds like torture,” Kellan argued.

“It is,” Connor murmured before pressing a brief kiss to Kellan’s lips. “But you’ll appreciate the torment once we finally reach the point of pleasure.”

Kellan wasn’t so sure, but soon forgot his objections when Connor began kissing him again. After twisting Kellan into knots again, the stroking continued, Connor’s deft hand bringing him to the threshold again.

Only to stop once more.

On the suffering went, Connor bringing him to the verge three more times. By that point, Kellan whimpered, needing to come before he died from the want of it. “I can’t… I can’t anymore. Please.”

Connor trembled against him, clearly struggling as much. Why would he put them through agony? His hand moved seconds later, stroking both cocks. Kellan’s head thrashed against the pillow, sweat beading his forehead and the back of his neck,the drumming of his blood loud in his ears. He closed his eyes, silently begging for release.

A finger pressed against his asshole, slipping inside. It sent him reeling, past the point of control. Back arched, he exploded, an orgasm ten times stronger than any he’d ever experienced tearing through his abdomen and spreading down his limbs. A roar came from his lips, before he crashed back to the bed, his body left a hollow shell. Connor followed him, cresting. His cock jerked against Kellan’s, sending another pulse of pleasure.

Connor collapsed atop him, their bodies heaving a few seconds in the silent aftermath.

“Dear god,” he muttered between gasps for air.

Connor rolled to Kellan’s side. “How was it?”

“Amazing,”Kellan whispered, barely capable of conscious speech. His nerve cells still fired within, vibrating his body and senses. Had he been able to form coherent sentences, he would’ve told Connor it had been the most powerful sexual experience he’d ever shared in, with the first time they’d fucked following close behind.

“Told you it would be worth it,” Connor murmured, clearly proud of himself.

“Mm-hmm,” Kellan replied, lids growing heavy. When he lifted his eyes open again, Connor stared down at him, smiling. He lay on his side, elevated on one elbow, watching close. “What?”

“Have a nice nap?”

Kellan didn’t remember falling asleep. “Did I?”

“You did. Snored a little bit, too.”

Kellan laughed. “How long?”

“Maybe a half hour or so. I clearly wore you out.”

Kellan wrapped his arms around Connor’s neck and drew the man down for a kiss. “Youdefinitelywore me out.”

Reinvigorated by his nap, Kellan was ready for more. He wanted Connor inside him again, their bodies made one. Fortunately, Connor appeared willing, his cock growing hard with Kellan’s captivated attention.

“You’re insatiable,” Connor chuckled between kisses. “I’ve created a monster.”

“Iaminsatiable. For you.” Kellan lifted his legs around the outside of Connor’s hips in his attempt to get what he wanted.

Connor sat back on his haunches, avidly watching Kellan.

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