Page 143 of Serpent In White
“God… fuck, Abdiel… your cock is huge,” he groans, taking more, deeper.
“You’re so… tight.” My chest shudders, a sheen of sweat covering my body already. “I can’t believe I’m inside you right now.”
He breathes an erotic chuckle, gripping my chest hard with his fingers as he hovers over my lips. “You’re not a virgin anymore, sweet prince.”
My next groan is cut off with a kiss.
Finally releasing my erection, my hands slide up his hips, holding him where he sits on top of me. He just stays there, seated on my cock, not making a move to go anywhere while he kisses me with gradual passion, building a slow burn.
My entire body is wound up like a rubber band. The desire to stroke in him is overwhelming, the need to move driving me wild until I growl into his mouth.
He grins deviously on my lips. “You want me to move, baby?”
“Yesss,” I whimper. “Yes yes yes please.Please.”
“I love hearing you beg.” He shifts on his knees, just enough to pull his ass up my cock, only an inch or so, but it feels divine.
A moan leaves my lips, and I slap my hand over my mouth. He presses back down, then lifts again, swelling up an easy rhythm, riding my cock like he was made to do it. Seriously, the way he works his hips is so graceful, rippling his movements; swiveling, welcoming me as deep as possible, then pulling up on my shaft, taking me over so good I’m crying beneath my hand.
“Fuck yes, my prince,” he grunts, panting with his hands all over me, pinching my nipples between his greedy fingers. “You feel so good, baby. Is this a good first fuck for you?”
“God… God,yes… I can’t… fuck me, Darian…” I have no idea what I’m even saying, this is the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt.
His body squeezes me tight, clamping and clenching in pure heat while he strokes my cock in his tight ass. My hands travel up his body, feeling his skin, treasuring his lines of strength. Tracing his muscles with desperate fingertips, my thumbs flick his nipples until he hums. My eyes move from the salacious need on his face to his erection, hard as fuck and bobbing up and down between us.
I curl it in my fist and jerk, pumping up and down to match the tempo of his hips riding me.
“Baby…” he whines, bringing his face down to mine, kissing my lips, my jaw, my neck. “Baby babybaby…”
“Does it feel good, my King?” My voice is hoarse with arousal as the orgasm builds up in my loins so strong, so fervent I’m about to burst.
I need to hold out, to make him come first, but it’s my first time fucking, and I’m dizzy. I’m going out of my mind.
I need to come.
“You fuck so good, Prince Gorgeous.” He licks a line down my throat, lapping up my sweat, biting me to cover up his groans.
“I want to make your big dick come,” I tell him, and he whimpers.
My fist slides faster, his movements mirroring my speed while he fucks my cock, his ass holding me tight. The only reason it’s even able to move is the slippery lube we’re wearing.
“Fuck me, Abdiel.” He trembles on top of me, drunk with lust. “Fuck me like I’m yours.”
“Youaremine,” I growl.
His lips dance on my flesh. “Worship me, boy, forI am your King.”
Possession fills my heart as I flip him abruptly onto his back, our connection never severing while I settle between his legs. The look on his face is priceless. He clearly didn’t expect that at all. His pupils dilate, a quiver on his lips at me taking control of him.
Spreading his legs wide, I pick up the movements where he left off, thrusting into him so deep my balls press at the entrance of his body.
His eyes roll back in his head. “Abdiel… Go harder.”
“Your wish is my command, your majesty,” I pant, pounding my cock into him as rough as I can.
This time he groans out loud and I grin, covering his mouth with my hand as I push and pull, pumping my cock between his legs while he squirms. I’m not even touching his dick and it’s flinching, stretched long, engorged. Watching it closely, I swirl my hips. Every time it moves, I can tell I’m hitting a spot, that spot he loves, deep in his body. The one that gives him blazing euphoria.
Removing my hand from his mouth, I grasp his chest with both hands, kissing his lips, then biting him, hard. He’s whining and panting unlike anything I’ve heard before, and it’s quixotic music to my ears. I think I’ve gotten the hang of fucking, rippling my hips into him while his cock twinges out sticky liquid between us.
