Page 54 of The Death God
“I don’t know.”
The pressure of Gregory was gone in half a second, a sound of disappointment escaping as he realized how much he missed the heat of him.
“Mix signals, love.” Gregory nipped at his lower lip, and Thanatos gasped.
“Sorry.”
“Oh, no, not sorry, never sorry. Tell me what you’re comfortable with.”
“I don’t know.” Desperation grew in Thanatos. He didn’t want to have to think.
“Do you trust me not to hurt you?”
“Yes.” He did. Gregory had been angry with him many times, but he’d never harmed him.
“Can I touch you wherever I want?”
Thanatos groaned.
Clever hands pushed Thanatos’ T-shirt up over his chest. “Tell me with words.”
Thanatos didn’t answer, and Gregory skimmed his fingertips over his torso, making him shiver. Then he circled a nipple, and Thanatos squirmed. Scooting down, Gregory soon ran warm lips over the skin on his ribs.
A shiver shot through Thanatos, and he placed a hand on Gregory’s shoulder. The lips lingered in a few different places, there was a swipe of tongue, and Thanatos jerked only to laugh.
“Not the reaction I was going for.” Gregory sounded amused as he mumbled against his skin.
“You’re licking me. What had you expected?”
Gregory tilted his face toward him. He couldn’t see him in the dark, but he could sense he was looking at him. “Can I show you?”
“Show me my expected reaction to you licking me?”
Fingers slid over his ribs, down over his waist, to his hip bone. “Yes.”
“How will you be able to—”
Gregory grabbed the waistband of his trunks and pulled them down over his thighs.
“Eh…”
A wet swipe traveled from the root of his cock up to the tip, and Thanatos’ entire body jerked.
“Close but not entirely what I was going for. I think I have to try again.” Tickling caresses trailed the edge of his glans, then Gregory licked him as if he were an ice cream cone. Thanatos’ legs twitched, and he curled his hands into fists as pleasure washed over him.
“Better, but I think…” Moist heat engulfed him, and Thanatos moaned. Tingles rushed through him, and he reached out to grab Gregory only to still. He didn’t know what the rules were.
“You can touch me.” Gregory tore the underwear off and dropped them on the floor. He pushed Thanatos’ legs apart and nuzzled the crease between his leg and his groin, then he mouthed his balls, making goosebumps erupt all over his body.
“Gregory.”
“Right here.”
Next, the wet heat was back, and Thanatos’ eyes rolled back into his head. He was drowning in aching need, his muscles straining, and breath hitching. When Gregory took him deep and sucked, Thanatos moaned and tugged at him. “Wait. Wait.”
Gregory stilled and crawled up his body. “Okay?”
“Yeah, just…much.”
